Tamed: A Kinky Adult Fairy Tale (Bedding the Bad Girl Book 2) Read Online Free

knee, he knew he was playing with fire.
    He had already won this round and proven that she was as hot for him as he was for her. He should quit while he was ahead.
    Too bad he’d never been good at behaving as he should, especially not when a beautiful woman was involved.
    “To answer your question, yes.” He moved both hands to her hips, pulling her onto his lap to straddle him. “For some strange reason, you do it for me, Kat.”
    “Strange?” She lifted one narrow brow. “Thanks a lot.”
    “Sorry, sweet, but I don’t usually go for the bitchy type.”
    “I don’t usually go for the sleazy type.”
    “Seems your pussy likes a bit of sleaze.” He urged her hips into closer contact with his cock.
    “That’s not for you,” she protested, even as her eyes fluttered closed.
    He leaned forward, nipping at her breasts, teasing her hardened nipples through her gauzy shirt, drawing a moan from low in her throat.
    “Really? Then what is it that made you so hot?” He pulled her panties aside, easing one thick finger into her pussy. She sighed and pressed against him, nails digging into his shoulders through his suit jacket.
    Serge fought the urge to groan as she rocked against him, fucking the finger inside her with slow, sensuous thrusts. She sucked in a shaky breath and her hands moved to tangle in his hair, gently urging his mouth back toward her breasts.
    “You want me to kiss you here, Kat? To bite you?” He dropped his mouth to her breasts, taking turns sucking her nipples, then biting down on her tips hard enough to draw a cry from her throat.
    Her hips bucked faster and he slid another finger inside her, coaxing more cream from her body. He fucked her with his fingers as he deftly thumbed her clit, fighting the urge to rip away her blouse and panties and bare her to him completely.
    She had to get out of the car in a few minutes. He couldn’t risk her emerging from the limo with the front of her shirt open.
    Even if the thought of it made him impossibly harder.
    “Please,” she whispered, arms trembling around his neck as her tension grew to the critical point.
    Serge abandoned her breasts, tilting his head back to claim her lips. She pressed her mouth to his with an immediate passion, her lips, teeth and tongue ravaging him with an intensity that drove him wild. The kiss was an erotic battle, a meeting of two similar forces that left little doubt that they would be amazing in bed together.
    “Please, Serge, please…”
    “Please what?” he groaned, wishing he could signal the driver to circle the block and prolong this little ride. But they were already late. He couldn’t delay filming any longer.
    “I need you.” The vulnerability in her tone was haunting, touching him in places other than his cock.
    “It’s not me that you need, sweet.” He kissed her throat, urging her on with his fingers even as he moved his mouth back to her breasts.
    “But I do.” Her moan become a soft sob. “Oh god, I do.”
    “No, you just need to come. So come for me.” He worked her pussy with both hands, teasing her until she shook in his arms. “Come for me now.”
    “Yes, oh yes!” Her back arched, her muscles tightening as she neared the edge.
    “Come, Katarina. You are safe with me.”
    Her hips pressed into even deeper contact with his hand as she came, head thrown back, pussy clamping down around his fingers with a force that made Serge’s imagination run wild.
    God, how he wanted to feel that tight cunt on his cock, to feel her take her pleasure as he lost himself in her body. He gritted his teeth, clenching his jaw to keep from joining her and coming in his pants like some teenaged kid getting a lap dance at one of his clubs.
    “Yes, beautiful,” he mumbled against her breasts, unable to keep himself from kissing one of the nipples that lifted toward his mouth. She felt so good in his arms, her kisses tasted of cinnamon, and her smell was an intoxicating mix of flowers and cooking spice, a