Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“This is personal, Juliette,” he says. “We’re about to breed my heir. We’re about to get naked, and then I’m going to put my cock in your pussy and make you scream with joy. That doesn’t sound personal to you?”
“No, yes, I mean it does!” I sputter, my cheeks going pink. “But the way you describe it sounds intimate, like we’re a couple. I thought that this was more transactional, as in I bear your child, and you get me a visa in exchange. You know, you scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours.”
“Oh, I’ll be happy to scratch your back, sweetheart,” Jordan says in a silky tone, advancing on me with a gleam in those blue eyes. “I’d be happy to scratch you, or pet you, anywhere you like, sweetheart. But I don’t need my back scratched in return because I prefer to be sucked, if you get my drift.”
Oh my god, this man is so foul! But before I can say anything, Jordan’s stopped in front of me, merely taking in my curvy form. His blue eyes literally rake down my figure, from my lips, to my big bust, to my waist and hips, all the way down to my toes, before making their way up again. There’s lust raging in his gaze when he finally makes eye contact once more, and all words evaporate from my head. I can’t speak because I’m breathless, and suddenly hot and trembling with the desire to feel this man. I want to feel him everywhere too: on me, behind me, below me, and most of all, inside me.
“You look hot and bothered,” he hums. “Is it me, I wonder? Or anticipation of what comes next?”
I want to say something clever in reply, but never get a chance because suddenly that mobile mouth is slanting over mine. The oxygen evaporates from my lungs as my hands crawl of their own accord around Jordan’s neck, fastening there. Then, I lean into his kiss, breathless and panting, while parting my lips for his dominance.
“That’s my good girl,” the billionaire rasps as he slides his hands down to grasp my large rump. “I knew you’d come around.”
Suddenly, the zip of my black dress comes undone and I realize that it’s Jordan who did it! Oh my god, he moves fast but he’s kissing me at the same time, and distracting me from the deft movements of his hands. The material peels away from my breasts, coming to pool around my narrow waist before Jordan pushes it off my hips altogether. Then, I’m clad only in a tiny black demi-bra and panties, the gusset embarrassingly wet.
The billionaire steps back to look at me for a moment, streaks on those high cheekbones.
“Very nice,” he rasps. “But sweetheart, I think you need a bigger cup size, don’t you agree? This seems a bit small for you,” he says, running one lazy finger along the creaminess of my décolletage. Embarrassingly, my nipples peak even further, causing Jordan to chuckle deep in his chest.
“So fucking responsive,” he rasps. “Goddamn, I have to see.”
With one swift motion, he unbuckles my bra and the lace falls away to reveal my creamy orbs. I’m lush and ripe, with bright pink tips as hard as bullets, and Jordan can’t resist. He dips his head immediately and suckles one into his mouth, moaning with pleasure.
“Oh god!” I cry out, my eyes falling shut as I run fingers through his dark hair. “Mmmm!” Hot jolts run straight from my nipples to my cunt, and I swear that Jordan knows. He pulls off for a moment, grinning with white teeth while taking in my dazed countenance.
“Goddamn, baby girl, you’re sensitive. Did that make you wet? Let me see,” he rasps. Then, one big hand trails down my belly and to the juncture of my thighs before testing the moisture there. Sure enough, I’m drenched. The black g-string can’t do anything to absorb my juices, and even the insides of my thighs are slick with need.
“Oooh!” I moan breathily as Jordan rubs my clit through the satin fabric. “Mmmm!”
“Let me see, baby girl,” he rasps in my ear. “I want to see and taste your sugar.”
Then, his big hand sweeps the gusset of my panties to one side, revealing the moist, plush lips of my vag. They’re shiny with nectar, and embarrassingly, my clit is so big that it pokes out from between my labia, hard and standing at attention.
“Mmm, someone’s aroused,” Jordan hums while staring down at my sopping cunt. “Your clit’s still hooded though, baby. Should we get it out?” Without waiting for a reply, he strokes the underside of my clit, rubbing it a few times as my pussy sizzles with heat.
“Mmm!” I cry out again, grasping onto those broad shoulders for balance. “Oh god!”
But Jordan merely chuckles deep in his chest once more before stroking my hard clit and slowly working the hood back so that it’s exposed. Oh my god, this is so embarrassing! I’m incredibly aroused, and my clit is about two inches long, stiff and pink, glistening in the low lights.