The Billionaire's Runaway Bride by Elizabeth Lennox Read Free Book Online Page B

he dropped his shirt to the floor, he moved back to her, easily pulling her unzipped dress down to her waist, his chest covering her sensitive breasts, the crisp black hair rubbing against her nipples through the black lace of her bra.
     
    “I want you, Sophie,” he growled, his mouth moving down her neck, nuzzling the lacy fabric away from her breast and capturing the taut nipple with his teeth.
     
    “Jason!” she called out, her back arching in both pain and pleasure as his teeth nipped, then his tongue soothed, both driving her crazy and melting her body. Her legs were trapped in her dress and she writhed against him, wanting to feel more of him, all of him. She hadn’t realized how much she needed his touch, craved it in the long, lonely nights over the past winter. But her body remembered and wouldn’t be satisfied until she had all of him, covering her and making love to her.
     
    With a sudden movement, Jason stood up again and Sophie cried out, her body not ready for him to leave her. “What are you doing?” she demanded, her voice coming out as a gasp.
     
    “Just removing a hindrance,” he said and pulled her dress down her legs. Her stockings and underwear came next. A moment later, he pulled his tuxedo slacks off and boxers, tossing them behind him and then, naked, rejoining her on the bed, his hips moving her legs apart and Sophie’s mind went blank except for the pleasure he was creating with every movement, every touch and taste.
     
    “Touch me, Sophie,” he said, his voice barely above a growl.
     
    Sophie was amazed and fascinated. Her eyes widened and she hesitantly moved her hand from his shoulder down his chest. She watched the play of muscles underneath her skin and was fascinated. Licking her lips, she looked up into his face to see if he really meant it. He’d never asked her to touch him before and she’d never been brave enough to do so. The look in his eyes, the heat coming from his expression told her everything she needed to know. And it gave her courage to continue. With that courage came excitement beyond anything she’d known before. Her hands moved tentatively at first, exploring the textures of his chest and arms. Then moving down lower. She hesitated before going any lower but he wouldn’t let her retreat. He moved onto his back, pulling her with him so she was leaning against his chest. With one hand, he pulled the pins out of her hair and with the other, he moved her hand so she was holding his erection, the length of him feeling like velvet against her palm.
     
    The touch scared her and she tried to pull her hand away. But he just grabbed it again and pulled it back, showing her how to touch him, to excite him. Once she understood, she was more than willing to take over and both his hands went into her hair, pulling her forward for a kiss.
     
    Sophie loved the feel of him but after only a few minutes, he pushed her back onto her back again, leaning over her and spreading her legs again. “I’m sorry, Sophie but I can’t hold back any longer,” he said and pulled her hands away from him, holding them both over her head. “Look at me,” he demanded.
     
    When she opened her eyes and licked her dry lips, she pleaded with him to take her, to come inside her and give her what her body wanted more than anything. “Please Jason,” she said and arched against his body.
     
    “Please what?” he said, hesitating at her hot, wet opening. “Tell me what you want.”
     
    “I want…” she said, shaking her head and raising herself up higher. “I want you inside me,” she called out, closing her eyes in shame that she could surrender so completely to this man so easily. “Now!” she said and sighed with relief and pleasure when he pushed into her.
     
    Within moments though, the relief was gone, replaced by a building need that intensified and consumed her until the fire exploded within her. She held onto his shoulders, her nails digging into them as he found his