My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance

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never asked. The hours went on, and I gave up thinking he was coming in tonight. I grabbed a bottle of wine, changed into my long white silk nightgown, and sat in the small sitting area of my bedroom. I didn't want him to think I was waiting up for him sitting in the main living room of the house, especially if he was not alone. I curled up in the chair with a blanket around me and a book in my lap. I turned off all the lights except for the small table lamp next to my chair. I was on my second glass of wine and thoroughly enjoying my book. I laughed out loud at a funny scene that I was reading.
     
    “It's good to hear your laugh again.”
     
    His voice and sudden appearance startled me, but also comforted me at the same time. I felt my whole body come alive and aroused as I looked up from my book to see him leaning against the doorway with his arms across his chest. He looked me up and down, as though I were naked.
     
    “It's good to hear your voice, too.” I said in a whisper. I tried to smile and be friendly, but it came out vulnerable and weak showing exactly how I felt for him. Showing him exactly how much I had missed him. Showing him exactly how much I wanted him right then and there.
     
    The smile faded from his face, and he took on a more serious bedroom look. He said nothing but took steps towards me fast and aggressively. I didn't even think about it, I stood up quickly from the chair and in seconds his lips were pressed against mine and my arms were around his neck. His large hands wrapped around my waist caressing me until they rested on my lower back and he pushed me closer to him. My entire body was pressed against his hard chest and hard stomach, and I thought I would faint from lack of oxygen as we kissed deeply and passionately. No words were needed, we couldn't talk if we wanted to. Our most primal instincts had taken over.
     
    I felt weak as he kissed me and felt my blood rush through my body. I had longed for this moment for so long. I let my hands rub down his shoulders and his arms feeling every muscle in his body. He felt hard and firm. I could feel his hard cock through his jeans as he pressed against me and I sighed as I knew that he would be inside me soon. He picked me up and carried me to my bad, laying me softly on it. I looked into his deep brown eyes; they were full of lust, yet tender and soft at the same time. Jackson looked at me from his towering height and said, “I need you Rosalyn. I've been fighting it, but I can't fight it any longer.”
     
    Then he crawled onto the bed on top of me positioning his body between my thighs and kissed me once more. I wrapped my arms around him pressing my palms down against his strong, firm back, rubbing him up and down as we made out and rolled around on the bed fully clothed. He kissed my neck and down my chest and over my silk nightgown, until he found my erect nipples. He kissed them through the soft silk. Then he continued down my stomach and to my center where he licked and kissed me through the silk. He looked up at me and said, “I want to please you Rosalyn. I want to make you feel good…”
     
    He then pushed the fabric higher and higher over my thighs and to my stomach. Then once again, just as before when we were interrupted, he went down on me. He moaned, eager to please me once more. He licked me slowly and softly, bringing pleasure to my moist center. He pushed his tongue inside of me and out again and then licked in circles all over my wet slit. He moaned and groaned; a sign that told me he was enjoying this just as much as I was. That turned me on even more. He liked doing this. He enjoyed it. It was a turn on for him to please me and that turned me on. His tongue moved over my clitoris where he applied pressure. Then he moved his tongue from side to side, and then would stop and look up at me with those dark eyes that smiled and sparkled. Then he would move his tongue again, side to side all over my clit. I could barely

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