Caught Up: With An Alpha Billionaire (A BWWM Romance) (A Love Like No Other Book 1)

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Authors: Heather Banks
straining to get free.
    He returned one hand to my crotch and thrust two fingers inside me now. I responded with a gasp, but managed to push his pants and boxer shorts down over his hips as he stood up slightly, releasing his cock.
    “You need to be ready for me,” he said, as I simultaneously realized the same thing as I glanced at his size. He was huge, bigger than any man I’d ever been with. He wasn’t just fingering me for my pleasure; he was doing it to make sure I was wet and ready enough to receive him.
    A pang of anticipation made way for a flutter of pleasure as he slid a third finger into me, stretching me and bathing his hand with my wetness. His thumb made contact with my clit and I bucked into his fingers, arching and begging for more.
    His thumb rubbed against my most sensitive spot and I could feel a climax building in me. It had been a while, but my body had not forgotten what to do. As he pulled his fingers out of me, he stroked my clit even quicker with his middle and index fingers. The delicious tension pooled in my pussy and then I fell over the edge, gasping and grabbing his shoulders, my nails biting into his skin.
    He gave me a second to come back down from my climax, and then he stood me up, pulling me up to standing.
    Kissing me again, he twined his fingers in my stiff ponytail, still a little damp from my run. He clasped my lips to his, hard, and pulled me against him, our skin now meshing together. I could feel the length of his dick pushing wantonly into my stomach, searching for entry.
    He backed me towards the couch a few feet away. When we reached it, he gently pushed me down so that I was laying back, waiting for him. Before he mounted me he grabbed my knees and spread my legs apart, hooking my injured leg over the back of the couch and setting my other leg so that my foot rested on the floor. I was so open and vulnerable, but it was so erotic I could feel myself throb and build towards another orgasm without him even touching me.
    Positioning himself over me, he eased his way down to settle between my legs. From his gentleness I thought he would be slow and sweet as he entered me.
    I was wrong.
    He smoothed the stray hairs from my face and caressed my cheeks, and murmured in my ear. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he said, “but I want you too badly to go slow.”
    My body was aching for him and I wanted nothing more than to feel him deep in me. “It doesn’t matter,” I responded. “Do it now.”
    He answered with a violent thrust, burying himself to the hilt with one smooth movement. I cried out, but more with surprise than with pain. And then he was moving in me, and the world faded away until my whole being revolved around nothing more than him inside me.
    His size was beyond penetrating; it was consuming. Fire blazed in my crotch until it threatened to explode, engulfing me in pure heat and light. I could tell he was getting close as he pumped in an out as his motions became more erratic, his hips grinding quicker and quicker.
    I finally felt him tense, his muscles rigid, and he let out a strangled cry as he came. It was enough to drive me over the edge in response, and the fire that had been consuming my core raced to my extremities, turning my legs and arms and chest to liquid heat. I ground my teeth together, holding my breath and letting my body cool until I could relax even a little.
    He collapsed on to me, his breathing ragged. We stayed like that for a long minute, melting into one another and at the same time each absorbed in our own release.  It had been so long since my body responded to a man like that, I had forgotten how amazing it was.
    “God, Tiffany,” he muttered against my shoulder, pushing himself up partially to look into my eyes. “I haven’t been able to think of anything but you for a week. All I could think about was being inside you, feeling you come around me.”
    I couldn’t say anything, I was so astonished at his admission. Was it possible

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