Romance: Hard To Love 1 (Billionaire Romance Series) (Love Dies Hard) Read Online Free

attention to each breast before he comes up to my face and looks into my eyes.
    “You’re so beautiful Sophie, I love making love to you,” he says piercing me with his hooded eyes, filled with lust and desire for me. I feel his words right between my legs as I tighten. His words and his touch make me feel like the sexiest woman alive. He reaches his hand between my legs and his fingers find my sensitive nub and he expertly strokes it with just the right amount of pressure to have me melting in his hands.
    “Marcus,” I pant, I can’t take much more of this, I need him inside me, filling me, stretching me, pounding me. He knows I’m ready for him as he shifts between my legs that I wrap around him.
    “You spread so easily for me don’t you?” he says starting with the dirty talk. He’s right, I do spread easily for him and he knows it, the damn player who has a way with the women.
    “Am I your little tart?” I ask.
    “Yes, you’re my sweet little tart,” he grunts out while he drives into me.
    “I love being you’re tart, what made you choose me out of all the girls in the office?” I ask demurely.
    “The way you would shake your tight little ass at me. You were asking for it weren’t you?” Marcus asks. I love his dirty talk.
    “So you noticed? I’ve been fantasizing about you pounding into me,” I tease between pants.
    “Oh yeah, I noticed. I would get a raging hard on during my meetings with you,” he admits as he’s picking up his pace. I let out a soft laugh, I love knowing how much he desires me, how he chose me to seduce and keep around for a while. I’ll take whatever time I can get with him, for as long as this lasts, because I know it won’t be forever. I’m developing feelings for him, because the thought of this not being forever causes a flutter of pain to jolt my heart. But I know this can’t and won’t be forever. A man like Marcus isn’t a forever guy, he doesn’t have it in him, or maybe I don’t have it in me.
    Our sex is on fire. This is the most pleasing sexual relationship I’ve ever had. We have the kind of hot, hot sex that is always going to be permanently burned into my mind forever. After another earth shattering session, our pillow talk turns serious.
    “Sophie, I want you to stop seeing him,” Marcus tells me while tracing circles on my breasts. I feel a twinge in the pit of my stomach, why is this hard for me?
    “I’ve been thinking about cutting him loose,” I admit.
    “Why don’t you? I want us to be exclusive,” he admits softly.
    “Are you sure you can handle that?” I ask looking deeply into his eyes, to see if I can read his sincerity.
    “Yes, I want to try. I’ve never felt so close to a woman before, as close as I feel to you,” he admits, exposing a vulnerable side to him I’ve never seen before. Wow, that’s a pretty heavy statement, especially coming from my playboy.
    “Hmm, let me think about it,” I say, being honest. I do have to think about it. John is husband material, not that I want to get married just yet. Definitely still want to sow my wild oats for a little longer. And Marcus is a great oats sower!
    “Why do you need to think about? End it this week and spend the weekend with me,” Marcus says tempting me.
    “You are awfully tempting,” I say with a sexy smile. And he lays the most passionate kiss on my lips that it steals my breath away.
    “What am I going to do with you?” I ask breaking away from the kiss.
    “Let me show you,” he says rolling on top of me. My boy toy is ready for round two.
     

Chapter 5
    Marcus
    I want Sophie with me day and night. What’s gotten into me? I find myself wanting to be exclusive with her. I told her so, and she said she would think about it. I don’t want her with anyone else but me and I don’t want anyone but her in my bed. She better dump that other guy soon, it’s eating at me that she has to think about it. Most women would kill to have me exclusively. Sorry, I know I