Drug Lord: A Bad Boy Baby Romance Read Online Free Page A
Author: Alyse Zaftig
hands on my waist as his mouth lowered to mine.
His hands traveled from my shoulders, down my sides, feeling the indentation of my waist, before going downwards over the swell of my hips. And then he went back up.
The whole time, he kept me rocking on top of him. I felt like I was on a bucking bronco, but I never wanted it to stop.
But I was only human, and my body had other plans. Lightning struck. My mind nearly went black with the intensity of my pleasure as I jerked against his body.
With a roar, he spilled himself inside of me a second time.
This time, I rolled off of him before he could hold me in place.
“I need to clean up,” I told him, feeling his seed running down my leg.
“I’ll come with you.”
Tub
Emilio
I followed her into the bathroom, all of my attention on the smooth sway of her beautiful hips. I knew that she felt tender because of the way that she was walking.
Even though it brought a smile to my face, because our time together had been very pleasurable, I resolved not to take her again tonight. She needed time to rest.
She climbed into the tub and turned on the water.
I climbed in and put bath gel on my hand.
“Come here.”
She came to me through the water that was rapidly filling the tub.
She looked like a goddess to me — curvy with smooth, soft skin that still had my bite marks on it.
I pulled her into my lap, legs on either side of me, as I sat down on the ledge in the tub. I rubbed her luscious breasts with a little soap. Then I washed her neck and back with my hand.
My hand slipped under the water to wash the space between her legs.
“Oh,” she sighed.
Her hips moved against my hand in a rhythm as old as time, her head coming to rest on my shoulder, her hair falling like a waterfall all around her, the ends tickling my shoulders.
Her mouth came to mine. She kissed me slowly and softly, her tongue gently exploring my mouth.
I didn’t know how much time passed while we kissed, only that we were lost somewhere that clocks couldn’t touch us.
Then she gently pulled my hand away from her core. I thought that she was done for now, but she settled down on the tip of my erection.
“Are you sure? I was going to let you rest. I know that you’re sore.”
“Very sure.” She slid the rest of the way down.
She slid against me in the soapy water. Her hands were wrapped around my neck as she picked up the pace, rocking us both.
She was glowing from the inside, as if there were some kind of light inside of her. She was stunning, here in the bathroom, riding me as if she had all the time in the world.
I put my hand between her thighs to flick her clit.
She screamed on top of me, her head thrown back as she crashed hard when the wave traveled through her body.
She clenched me with her wet velvet heat. I groaned as I felt her body milking mine, coaxing yet another orgasm from me.
As she rested against me, I had my arms wrapped around her. The two of us just lazily stayed right there in the tub.
Eventually, she took her head off of my shoulder and told me, “I’m about to fall asleep in this tub.”
Her eyes were sleepy, so I reached for a shower nozzle and cleaned both of us, rinsing the suds from our skin. I wrapped us in two towels, and then I carried her back to the bed.
After pulling the sheets up to cover both of us, I wrapped my arms around her towel-clad body.
“Sweet dreams, beautiful,” I murmured to her.
Her only response was to sigh softly. I knew that she was already halfway asleep.
I closed my eyes.
Even though I didn’t generally allow women to sleep with me, I loved sharing a pillow with her.
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Naelle
W hen I woke up properly an hour later, the light was a little brighter.
The bed was empty.
I felt the sheets next to me. They were cold, meaning that I’d been left alone here.
“Hello?” I called out.
Nobody answered.
I got out of bed and looked at the sheets. There was just the smallest spot of blood, sort of like what happened
His hands traveled from my shoulders, down my sides, feeling the indentation of my waist, before going downwards over the swell of my hips. And then he went back up.
The whole time, he kept me rocking on top of him. I felt like I was on a bucking bronco, but I never wanted it to stop.
But I was only human, and my body had other plans. Lightning struck. My mind nearly went black with the intensity of my pleasure as I jerked against his body.
With a roar, he spilled himself inside of me a second time.
This time, I rolled off of him before he could hold me in place.
“I need to clean up,” I told him, feeling his seed running down my leg.
“I’ll come with you.”
Tub
Emilio
I followed her into the bathroom, all of my attention on the smooth sway of her beautiful hips. I knew that she felt tender because of the way that she was walking.
Even though it brought a smile to my face, because our time together had been very pleasurable, I resolved not to take her again tonight. She needed time to rest.
She climbed into the tub and turned on the water.
I climbed in and put bath gel on my hand.
“Come here.”
She came to me through the water that was rapidly filling the tub.
She looked like a goddess to me — curvy with smooth, soft skin that still had my bite marks on it.
I pulled her into my lap, legs on either side of me, as I sat down on the ledge in the tub. I rubbed her luscious breasts with a little soap. Then I washed her neck and back with my hand.
My hand slipped under the water to wash the space between her legs.
“Oh,” she sighed.
Her hips moved against my hand in a rhythm as old as time, her head coming to rest on my shoulder, her hair falling like a waterfall all around her, the ends tickling my shoulders.
Her mouth came to mine. She kissed me slowly and softly, her tongue gently exploring my mouth.
I didn’t know how much time passed while we kissed, only that we were lost somewhere that clocks couldn’t touch us.
Then she gently pulled my hand away from her core. I thought that she was done for now, but she settled down on the tip of my erection.
“Are you sure? I was going to let you rest. I know that you’re sore.”
“Very sure.” She slid the rest of the way down.
She slid against me in the soapy water. Her hands were wrapped around my neck as she picked up the pace, rocking us both.
She was glowing from the inside, as if there were some kind of light inside of her. She was stunning, here in the bathroom, riding me as if she had all the time in the world.
I put my hand between her thighs to flick her clit.
She screamed on top of me, her head thrown back as she crashed hard when the wave traveled through her body.
She clenched me with her wet velvet heat. I groaned as I felt her body milking mine, coaxing yet another orgasm from me.
As she rested against me, I had my arms wrapped around her. The two of us just lazily stayed right there in the tub.
Eventually, she took her head off of my shoulder and told me, “I’m about to fall asleep in this tub.”
Her eyes were sleepy, so I reached for a shower nozzle and cleaned both of us, rinsing the suds from our skin. I wrapped us in two towels, and then I carried her back to the bed.
After pulling the sheets up to cover both of us, I wrapped my arms around her towel-clad body.
“Sweet dreams, beautiful,” I murmured to her.
Her only response was to sigh softly. I knew that she was already halfway asleep.
I closed my eyes.
Even though I didn’t generally allow women to sleep with me, I loved sharing a pillow with her.
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Naelle
W hen I woke up properly an hour later, the light was a little brighter.
The bed was empty.
I felt the sheets next to me. They were cold, meaning that I’d been left alone here.
“Hello?” I called out.
Nobody answered.
I got out of bed and looked at the sheets. There was just the smallest spot of blood, sort of like what happened
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