Read Alien Romance: Desired By The Alien Boss: A Scifi Alien Abduction Romance (Alien Romance, Alien Invasion Romance, BBW) (Rusneon Mates Book 2) for Free Online Page A
Authors: Ashley Hunter
desire. When their lips parted, she felt his tongue press against hers in a familiar dance that made her toes curl and her fingers dig into his shirt.
She wanted more and so she pressed herself up tightly against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling herself up on her toes. Their kiss deepened and intensified, the air from their nostrils coming out in quickening gusts of breath that made her head feel light with pleasure and want.
She could feel herself rub against him, her chest feeling friction against his in a way so delightful it made him groan in her lips. He pulled away, dragging his mouth down her jaw to seal over her neck, peppering kisses over her sensitive skin and making her want to relieve a growing pressure throbbing between her legs.
His teeth had barely managed to graze a weak spot against her throat when the bell rang, and the frustration of yet another interruption made her want to kick the source.
Dom pulled away, pressing a final kiss to her mouth that she chased after he had released her and walked toward the door.
She was trying to contain her panting when he opened the door and the smell of pizza wafted in. Despite her hunger, she wanted Dom more and so when he walked in with a couple boxes of pizza and set them on the table, she was already deciding to follow through with her desire.
“Hungry?” Dom asked as he set the boxes down and in a spur moment of complete assertiveness, Andrea grabbed him around his collar and turned him toward her.
“Starving.” She replied huskily, before ramming her mouth over his. Dom didn’t hesitate to respond in kind though she could feel his grin against her lips.
Tongues tying up in ribbons of passion, Andrea felt him pull her tight against him, his hands drifting below her waist to slide down the curve of her rear. The sensation of his hands over her thighs made her tremble and they were nearly falling over one another as Dom led her further within the condo.
Her clothes were over her head and off her hips in moments, the cool air kissing her skin as she fell backwards into a large and comfy mattress. Andrea tried to contain her shaking, gluing her palms to the skin of Dom’s chiseled back and digging against the corded muscles beneath before his hips were bucking against hers.
That simple graze of friction over her hips suddenly unleashed a wave of pleasure that was completely new to her, and even bizarre. Yet, she didn’t push it away, rather she welcomed it, and she felt the tightness in her loins become a permanent throbbing that fought for release.
Andrea moaned, loud as she felt Dom’s hands drag from her wrists to grasp roughly around her breasts, kneading the tender flesh and rubbing at the sensitive peaks. Through the fabric of her bra, she felt him grip and explore the roundness and fullness of her chest, making her mewl and whimper with delight.
Dom’s mouth trailed from hers, his tongue flicking one last time over her palate and making her shiver with abandon, before following the road he had started in the kitchen.
He continued south, his teeth gently nipped the top of her left breast, making her let out a tiny squeak.
“Andrea,” he groaned, “You are positively delectable.”
She let out another moan, arching her back when his thumbs hooked beneath the wires of her bra and started pulling up. Her breasts sprang free, nipples kissing the cool air and hardening into pebbles.
Andrea barely had enough time to tilt her head just to watch Dom’s lips wrap around one of the dusky rose tips and suck. Andrea threw her head back, letting out a cry that made his hips buck harder against hers. She could feel hardness on her sex, and the anticipation nearly made her come then and there.
Instead, Dom took his time, tenderly taking in the flesh of her breasts and making movements that experimented and brought out different sounds from her throat. Andrea bucked harder against him, her nails digging into his ribs when he failed to
She wanted more and so she pressed herself up tightly against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling herself up on her toes. Their kiss deepened and intensified, the air from their nostrils coming out in quickening gusts of breath that made her head feel light with pleasure and want.
She could feel herself rub against him, her chest feeling friction against his in a way so delightful it made him groan in her lips. He pulled away, dragging his mouth down her jaw to seal over her neck, peppering kisses over her sensitive skin and making her want to relieve a growing pressure throbbing between her legs.
His teeth had barely managed to graze a weak spot against her throat when the bell rang, and the frustration of yet another interruption made her want to kick the source.
Dom pulled away, pressing a final kiss to her mouth that she chased after he had released her and walked toward the door.
She was trying to contain her panting when he opened the door and the smell of pizza wafted in. Despite her hunger, she wanted Dom more and so when he walked in with a couple boxes of pizza and set them on the table, she was already deciding to follow through with her desire.
“Hungry?” Dom asked as he set the boxes down and in a spur moment of complete assertiveness, Andrea grabbed him around his collar and turned him toward her.
“Starving.” She replied huskily, before ramming her mouth over his. Dom didn’t hesitate to respond in kind though she could feel his grin against her lips.
Tongues tying up in ribbons of passion, Andrea felt him pull her tight against him, his hands drifting below her waist to slide down the curve of her rear. The sensation of his hands over her thighs made her tremble and they were nearly falling over one another as Dom led her further within the condo.
Her clothes were over her head and off her hips in moments, the cool air kissing her skin as she fell backwards into a large and comfy mattress. Andrea tried to contain her shaking, gluing her palms to the skin of Dom’s chiseled back and digging against the corded muscles beneath before his hips were bucking against hers.
That simple graze of friction over her hips suddenly unleashed a wave of pleasure that was completely new to her, and even bizarre. Yet, she didn’t push it away, rather she welcomed it, and she felt the tightness in her loins become a permanent throbbing that fought for release.
Andrea moaned, loud as she felt Dom’s hands drag from her wrists to grasp roughly around her breasts, kneading the tender flesh and rubbing at the sensitive peaks. Through the fabric of her bra, she felt him grip and explore the roundness and fullness of her chest, making her mewl and whimper with delight.
Dom’s mouth trailed from hers, his tongue flicking one last time over her palate and making her shiver with abandon, before following the road he had started in the kitchen.
He continued south, his teeth gently nipped the top of her left breast, making her let out a tiny squeak.
“Andrea,” he groaned, “You are positively delectable.”
She let out another moan, arching her back when his thumbs hooked beneath the wires of her bra and started pulling up. Her breasts sprang free, nipples kissing the cool air and hardening into pebbles.
Andrea barely had enough time to tilt her head just to watch Dom’s lips wrap around one of the dusky rose tips and suck. Andrea threw her head back, letting out a cry that made his hips buck harder against hers. She could feel hardness on her sex, and the anticipation nearly made her come then and there.
Instead, Dom took his time, tenderly taking in the flesh of her breasts and making movements that experimented and brought out different sounds from her throat. Andrea bucked harder against him, her nails digging into his ribs when he failed to