The Billionaire's Club 3 The Billionaire Biker Jackie Ashenden

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was fourteen?
He froze. What?
Yeah, I thought you were the most wonderful guy in the world. She touched his
collarbone, tracing the dips and hollows with her fingertips. You were sexy, and
interesting, and clever. And so intelligent. Gentle and caring. I d never met a guy like
you before. In fact, I pretty much thought all guys were douches until I met you.
Sean let out a shaky breath. Fuck, Abby. I thought we weren t going to talk about
this.
I thought so, too, but & She didn t know why she wanted to say it now. But she
wanted to give him something, the way he d given her something three nights ago. I
wanted you to know. That s why I was so angry. You weren t only my friend, I d been in
love with you for years even before that.
He didn t say anything, so she took the time to let her fingers wander farther down
over his chest, over the hard cut muscle of his abs. I never thought of you that way, he
said roughly. Not until that night when you turned up in your green dress. And & you
killed me. I d never seen anyone so beautiful. It felt like & shit, I don t know, like I d
seen an angel. You were so perfect. Untouchable. But I did touch you and & He
stopped as her hands came lower to his belt, brushing over the buckle. Beneath the gray
wool she could feel him hard and ready for her. What are you doing?
What does it feel like I m doing? She traced him beneath the material, the outline of
his cock, long and thick. Finding the end of his zipper, she began to draw it down. You
showed me something good. You gave me some good memories in place of the bad, not
just pain but pleasure, too. Now it s my turn to give you something.
You don t & You don t have to give me anything.
I know. But I want to.
What?
This. She opened his trousers, slid her hand inside, into his boxers, closing around
his shaft. He was hot and smooth, his skin soft. She stroked him, slowly, gently. I know
you like it rough and fast. And I do, too. But sometimes I want to take it slow.
His eyes had gone dark, staring fiercely at her. Abby & sweetheart &
Let me do this, Sean, she whispered. Please let me give this to you.
* * *
He really didn t want her to because, shit, he knew he still had a lot to atone for. And
anything given should come from him, not her. But he didn t want to stop her. No one
had ever touched him like this. With gentleness. With care. Not his mother, who d
always blamed him for the way Patrick Morrow had ditched her. Not his father, who
wasn t the touchy type. And certainly not his stepmother, with her constant litany of
barbed comments and veiled threats. Not even the women he d taken to bed. But then
he d never let anyone close enough to touch him like Abby touched him.
It hurt in ways he didn t understand. And yet a part of him wanted it so badly he
couldn t seem to breathe.
Don t move, she murmured, removing her hand to undo his belt and open his pants
completely. She bent down, taking his cock out and holding it firmly in her hand. Then
the heat of her mouth engulfed him.
He closed his eyes, adrenaline spiking through him. Oh & fuck & Abby. He wanted
to push her down onto the bed, spread her wide and thrust hard and rough inside her.
Because it was better that way, easier to control. But &
Keep still. Her breath against the head of his dick made him clench his jaw hard.
Otherwise you don t get to come.
Jesus, she was using his own tactics back on him. He tensed. It would be so easy to
pull her away and do what his brain was telling him to. And yet he didn t want to. A
deeper part wanted to see what she was going to do. Wanted to take what she had to
give because he was desperate for it. Desperate for & something he couldn t even put a
name to.
I d been in love with you for years& .
Maybe that was it. Maybe that s what he wanted. That memory of what it was like to
be loved.
She ran her tongue around the head of his cock, licking him, tasting him, and his arms
started to shake. Then she took him into her mouth again, going deep, moving slowly. A
gentle suction that was maddening because it wasn t enough and yet he never wanted it
to stop.
Abby, he said hoarsely. Sweetheart &
He was panting by the time she released him, her cheeks pink, her eyes going dark the
way they did when she was aroused. He shifted, wanting to hold her, but she put her
hands on his shoulders, holding him down. Uh-uh. Remember what I said? Now lie back
against the pillows like a good boy.
No, he growled, losing patience. Why don t you lie down and spread your legs like
a good girl.
She raised a brow. Do you want to come or do you want to go to your meeting with a
hard-on?
He gritted his teeth. And did as he was told, shifting around and lying back against
the pillows.
She moved, reaching over to the drawer of the nightstand where the condoms were,
taking one out, and ripping the package open. Over the past two days, she d gotten
very adept at putting a condom on him, mostly because she kept insisting on being the
one to do it, and hell, he was okay with that. But now? He shivered as she rolled the
latex down over him, unable to help himself, because she made such a production of it,
stroking him, touching him.
Jesus Christ, Abigail, he said, panting.
Patience. She straddled him, the sun coming through the windows, shining over her
naked body. She was pale and pink, and beautiful as she positioned herself. Then she
slid down onto him, her body so hot and wet and tight he groaned. She didn t move, just
sat in his lap with him deep inside her, her palms flat against his chest. Sean, she
whispered. Look at me.
He didn t want to. He so didn t want to and yet he did all the same. The look in her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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