Billionaire Bachelor: Michael (Diamond Bridal Agency Book 2) by Eve Black & Diamond Bridal Agency

Author:Eve Black & Diamond Bridal Agency [Black, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-18T05:00:00+00:00

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He was starving, ravenous, but not for seafood. Michael wanted to plant his face between Helene’s thighs and feast until she was mewling and shuddering, her strength sapped by the pleasure. He swallowed, willing his cock to remain hidden behind the jewelry store bag in his lap. Last night, he’d experienced the most intense sexual encounter of his life—and he hadn’t even come! Once he started kissing Helene, there wasn’t a force on earth that could stop him from hearing her scream his name in ecstasy. And, once she had, he wanted to hear it again…and again. But he’d stopped, wanting to pace himself, wanting to give her time to get used to the new arrangement.

Fuck that non-consummation clause. He wanted to slide his cock inside his wife’s tight channel and consummate the hell out of their union. As many times as he could in a single evening. He knew, just from how sweet and heady her passion tasted, that she’d be a goddamn scorching blaze when she orgasmed with his cock inside her the first time. And he’d be engulfed right along with her.

But that was tonight. Right now, his wife was sitting across from him, staring out the window like she’d rather be anywhere else than in the car with him. Had he done something to upset her? He thought back on the ceremony—if that’s what you’d call it—and couldn’t think of anything he’d said or done that could have made her angry. As a matter of fact, he’d only spoken a few words to her that morning, once she’d finally come out of her room. He’d woken up with her, curled into him, and he’d immediately hardened, his mind awhirl with thoughts of fast, hot morning sex. He’d bolted from the bed, terrified of how deeply and savagely those images had burned him. He’d dressed quickly and left the room. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk to her, it was that he couldn’t. He’d been nursing a hard on all night, and he was trying to get some work done—work was usually an erection killer—but then, she’d walked into the living room wearing the bright red lipstick on her plump lips, and his mind went to last night; her, lying on the bed, writhing in pleasure, clawing at his shoulders, tugging on his hair, sobbing, groaning, and then her asking him if she could return the favor—he nearly came right there, in the living room.

Damn, but she was lusty, and he couldn’t keep his mind off of her.

He realized, then, what the problem was. After their explosive, intimate encounter last night, Helene was probably feeling nervous, maybe even a little shy. She was a virgin, which meant she wasn’t acquainted with the morning-after awkwardness.

Hopefully, it wouldn’t take long for her to ease right on into it, because he planned on there being a lot of morning-afters, at least for the next six months.

At that thought, anger surfaced. His damn father and that damn contract. Michael had already signed the amendment to the contract yesterday, right before dinner.

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