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The Billionaire's Baby Arrangement (Bad Boys and Babies 2)

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Her kisses were sweeter than wine. Maybe it was just his imagination or the fact that she had agreed to be his, but he’d never had better. His hands itched to feel her skin, to take her as his. To make their agreement official in the most primal of ways.

She pulled away, shedding her windbreaker and hat. She wore cute capri pants that showed off the curve of her calves and a cute t-shirt. It wasn’t supposed to be sexy, but Jackson couldn’t think of anything he’d rather see more.

His hands rubbed up and down her shirt, eager to find their way to her skin eventually. He rubbed his hand up to the back of her neck, where he pulled her in closer for his kiss. His tongue darted inside her mouth, and she responded with short gasps of pleasure.

“Come with me,” he whispered, grabbing her hand and pulling her to the bedroom. She deserved a bed for their first time. He wanted to do this right.

The bedroom was small and peaceful. The big windows were open to the ocean, and the sky was now dark and starting to twinkle with stars. The lights of the city were tiny dots on the horizon. They were alone out here.

He kissed her again, reveling in her taste. He wanted to take this slow, to enjoy himself, but at the same time the desire within him couldn’t wait. He wanted to claim her as his without another second passing.

He took control of his lust, letting it fire through him but not take over.

She on the other hand, wasn’t waiting. She pushed him to the bed, and mounted him, putting her legs on either side of his hips. He grinned. This was even better.

She leaned forward, kissing him as his fingers traced up her back. It wasn’t hard to lift the thin t-shirt and pull it up over her head. She smiled at him as it cleared her head and she shook her glorious dark hair around her shoulders.

She was perfect. The bra was white and fit her tits to perfection. Her skin was smooth and flawless, pale against the dark of her hair. She bit her lip, drawing the red lower lip into her mouth.

She shivered as his fingers caressed the top of her breast. The skin was so smooth and soft he could barely stand it. She closed her eyes and he touched her. Every breath made her chest rise and fall beneath his finger tips.

“So beautiful,” he whispered.

At that, her eyes opened and looked at him. A slow smile filled her face at the compliment. She leaned forward and kissed him, pressing her chest into his. He wanted the bra out of the way. With experienced fingers, he undid the snaps and pulled the fabric away.

She sat back, letting him look at her. He didn’t want to just look. He reached for her, pulling her chest to his mouth. He licked one nipple and then the other, feeling the nipple contract under his tongue. She moaned with the sensation and shivered against him with delight.

Her hips moved, arching and writhing against him. Already, he could feel the pressure rising within him. He was still a long ways off, but the effect her movement had on him was heady.

He wanted the clothing gone.

He sat up and flipped her onto the bed. She shrieked with surprise, but didn’t fight him. If anything, her eyes grew darker.

He tugged at her waistband, pulling the capri pants down and away from her legs. His fingers traced up the soft curve of her ankle, up her calf, along the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, and finally up to the lacy pair of panties.

She was already wet and his cock throbbed to feel her warmth. He wanted to dive into and take her as his own. Instead, he traced a finger along the damp line of her pussy. Her low moan told him that she wanted this as much as he did.

He tugged at the sides, and her breath caught. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with desire and moonlight as she lifted her hips and let him take the panties away. She lay there, spread out on the bed, awaiting him.

But her pleasure came first. He would get what he wanted in a moment. He could have that much self control for just a few minutes to make her come. He wanted to know how her face would twist. He wanted to know what little sounds she would make.

So he knelt on the floor, pulling her so her legs hung off the edge of the bed with him between them. Her breath came in small gasps, her muscles tight and her legs open.

He started slow, simply taking a long lick from the bottom of her to the top, careful not to give too much attention to her clit. He did a few more of these long, slow licks, and she was beginning to moan with the pleasure. The sound drove him wild, and he had to reach down and rub himself through his pants.

She gasped as he flicked his tongue against her now fully engorged clit. He sucked on it gently, before lifting the skin off of it and gently flicking his tongue on it. Her gasps and moans became more and more fevered, and she grabbed his hair and pulled, bringing him in closer. She tasted so good, he didn’t care if she pulled on his hair.

He gladly continued licking her sweetness, until she started tensing up. He kept the same rhythm and intensity as she tensed up more and more, moaning louder and louder, until she arched her hips and let out a scream as an orgasm washed over her body. She bucked her hips again and again as her muscles spasmed and clenched in total bliss.

She panted his name, her fingers slowly letting go of him as she came down from her orgasm. He quickly pulled his shirt off and shed his pants.

Her eyes went to his chest and she licked her lips. She sat up, putting her hands on his chest.

“Let me,” she whispered, her hands going down his chest to the waistband of his boxers. Her skin sent tingles of electricity straight down to his cock. He was half surprised his boxers hadn’t split wide open from the strength of his erection.

She turned him on.

She hooked her fingers in his waistband and tugged. It took her a moment to work the fabric down and around him, but then she stared with awe. Most women did.



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