ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: The CEO's Game (CEO Bad Boy Alpha Male Stepbrother Romance) (New Adult Romance Short Stories) Read Online Free Page A

ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: The CEO's Game (CEO Bad Boy Alpha Male Stepbrother Romance) (New Adult Romance Short Stories)
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elicited a gasp, and she steadied their bodies back to the rug.
    “Are you going to hold me there, too?” he asked.
    “Do you want me to?”
    “Kate, I…”
    His hand met hers, and Kathleen smiled as he fell into her stroke, his shaft growing even harder as she kissed the hair on the nape of his neck.
    “Look at me,” she whispered. “Do as I say.”
    Adam quickly honored her request, and Kathleen kissed his lids shut as she dragged her lips down his chest and found the precipice of his glittering tip. Thinking it would taste tarter than ginger and sweeter than rose wood, Kathleen was ready to wrap her wanting lips around his piece when he steadied her shoulders under his hard hands.
    “Let me… let me feel the best part of you,” he said.
    Lifting her skirt to meet his lust, she rested on the point of needing more of him, all of him, and her flesh started to encase his when she touched his quivering hips and hung her head.
    “Don’t stop,” he said. “I want you, Kate.”
    “Even now that you see me in the flesh?”
    She could artfully hide her rolls with the right outfit but now she felt exposed, even vulnerable under his stare.
    “I know I’m not that much to look at,” she confessed.
    “You never let it stop you before.”
    “No,” she continued. “But if… if you’re going to laugh at me then… then just get it over with right now and let’s call it a night.”
    Because some things never changed. Thinking back she thought they might as she left the cold halls of high school and found herself on the enlightened quad of a campus. The boys were a bit kinder in college, but they never looked at her as anything but a funny friend that was good for a couple of beers and a quick laugh. Those that drank enough took her to bed, and she let herself believe that she could pull the reverse Cinderella, none of it ever having to change back into pumpkin. But with daylight, the mice and the tattered dress always came home to roost.
    “I won’t laugh at you, Kate,” he promised. “Just stay with me. Please.”
    Pushing up and into her, Kathleen reeled back, and she heard no laugher, nothing but the sound of his moan hitting his ears as they met her own. Kathleen clutched at his arms and writhed against him, her body growing warm and wet as Adam kept her poised above him and he pumped harder, faster.
    “Is it… am I close enough?” she asked.
    “More,” he said. “God I want you.”
    “Adam, I want…”
    Unable to finish the thought, she found his lips again and started to sink into his kiss when he filled the longing between her thighs and sent her head back.
    “Tell me you believe that,” he moaned. “I need to hear that---”
    “I believe you,” Kathleen murmured. “I want this to be real.”
    “Kate…”
    With a final thrust, he exploded in her, and she began to ease her sweaty body away from him when Adam gathered her in his arms and forced her to focus on his brimming eyes.
    “I can make it real,” he said. “This time… it can be so different.”
    She started to ask him what he meant by that when Adam silenced her with a fresh kiss, and they fell as one back to the rug. He stroked her arms and nipped at her breasts as he softened inside her. But Kathleen kept him close and clenched her thighs as she reached for his face and smoothed a few stands of fallen hair from his face.
    “Why am I different?” she asked. “What makes me so special?”
    “You don’t have to ask that, Kate.”
    His next kiss nearly assuaged her fears, and she stared to settle into his embrace when she slightly pushed back and peered at him hard.
    “I would still like some kind of an answer,” she said. “Can’t you give me that?”
    “Wasn’t this enough?”
    Adam started to grow hard inside her again, and Kathleen whimpered with want, hoping to have him again when she grabbed his hands and made him focus on her gaze.
    “It’s a start,” she said. “A real start. But does it end here?”
    “We
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