The British Billionaire's Baby by Cristina Grenier Read Free Book Online

against the hot, wet folds of her and the sound vibrated through her, rocketing her towards a delicious, all-encompassing orgasm that sent her body into a fit of shivers. Gabby cried out, clinging to him as pleasure wracked her body. It seemed to last for an eternity, and when it was finally over, her legs felt like jelly.
    Gently, Sebastian eased her back into a sitting position on the bed before he looked up at her, his expression smug. The man’s mouth gleamed with the fruits of her orgasm and she flushed brightly as he licked his lips deliberately. “Again?” It was the single most arousing thing she’d ever heard and she shuddered, barely able to speak.
    “No…no, not again. I think I might pass out.”
    He chuckled darkly, rising to a standing position to strip his polo over his head, never taking his eyes from her. His t-shirt soon followed and Gabby swallowed thickly as she took in the expanse of a beautifully muscled chest and deliciously toned arms.
    It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fucking fair .
    Who was this man?
    She continued to watch, transfixed, as he shucked his slacks and then the boxer briefs beneath them, leaving him gloriously naked. Gabby’s heart leapt into her throat as she took in the sight of the arousal that bobbed against his flat stomach, jutting from a thatch of ebony curls at the crux of powerful thighs. “Oh. My. God.”
    His lips quirked in an amused smirk. “Sebastian’ will be just fine.”
    Gabby’s face flamed at his words before she attempted to glare at him. “You’re not funny. Not at all.”
    “Aren’t I?” He came towards her, his weight dipping the bed on either side of her as he straddled her thighs, forcing her to lie back against the divinely soft coverlet. “Too British for you, Gabrielle?”
    Raising her hands, she ran them indulgently over the expanse of his chest, marveling at the unyielding muscle beneath her fingertips. “Oh no. Just enough.”
    “Just enough?”
    “Mmhm.”
    “Unacceptable.” Her gaze jerked to his in surprise to find him gazing at her hotly. “I won’t consider the job done until you’re begging me for more.” Liquid lust shot through her veins as she found herself ready for another round far more quickly than she’d thought possible. Sebastian’s hands encircled her waist, lifting her higher on the bed a moment before the blunt head of his erection slid against her entrance.
    He teased her, rubbing the stiff flesh over the cleft of her again and again until she was cursing him, arching her hips in an attempt to have him inside her. Sebastian lowered his head to press his mouth to hers, effectively distracting her for the moment he needed to thrust deep into her clenching wetness.
    Gabby gasped against his mouth, reaching up to curl her fingers into his shoulders as he cleaved deep – so deep that she swore she could feel him touch the very core of her. He began a slow, leisurely rhythm within her, his hips positioning against her own so she felt the depth of every thrust. Gabby arched and trembled as he took her, feeling every ridge of his erection as it throbbed within her, brushing places she’d forgotten existed.
    Bearing her to the bed, Sebastian groaned, his face buried in her shoulder as he pressed into her with more and more strength. Gabby didn’t realize that it was because she was pleading for him to go harder – faster, until the words were choked off when he touched somewhere within her that made her entire body jerk with sensation. When he exploited the spot again, she screamed – completely unabashedly.
    She let Sebastian ply her until her body was a gooey mass of pure delectation, and when her orgasm began to crest, suddenly, she was in no state to prevent it. All she could do was clutch at the coverlet, the pillows, and her lover’s arms – anything to keep her grounded as she hurtled with breakneck speed towards her peak.
    When she came again, it was held tightly against Sebastian’s wide chest, trembling