Always My Babygirl – A Billionaire Romance Read Online Jane Henry

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66535 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
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“What is it, babygirl?”

I tell him everything. Lips pursed and eyes heated with anger, he whips his phone from his pocket, and calls Shane.

Just like I knew he would. His righteous anger makes my belly warm and my heart thud.

“Shane’s going to fly with the jet to California and get her himself. Lexi will be here by one tomorrow.” I breathe a sigh of relief and thank him with a kiss on his cheek.

He takes my hand and we leave the ballroom.

As I walk beside him, his hand around mine, I remember the plug. It still feels strange as I walk. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to it. And though I’m forming a love-hate relationship with the little torture device, right now I’m intensely grateful for the little devil.

Because it makes me focus on the moment. Takes my mind off of everything else. It makes anticipation grow in my chest for what’s to come.

I need this release.

Making our way to the penthouse is a hazy dream. It's like I’ve blinked and we’ve gone from the ballroom to his bedroom. His hands are on me. Lifting the dress from my body. Unclasping the bra from my back.

“I want to fuck you with the plug still inside of you.”

His words send a thrill through me. I think of the deeper intensity of the orgasm he gave me in the private room downstairs. How it felt rocking through my body, my ass clenching around it as I came. I think of how full I will feel with both him and the plug buried within me. “Yes, daddy.”

His smile is wicked. His eyes are filled with dark desires. His hands are flames as they smooth over my body, caressing my breasts. He burns me with his kisses, lighting flames within my belly. Heat travels between my thighs, creating a pool of molten lava.

I’m on fire.

I kiss him back. In my kiss is everything I want from this moment. I tell him with my hands, my lips—I need him to take me. To be in total control. To cage my body, command my pleasure, and free my mind.

At this moment, I want to only think of him.

He turns my naked body so my bare back is pressed against the cool cotton of his shirt. His right hand rises, smoothing over my belly, cupping my aching breast. His left reaches down, down, down, parting the slick lips of my pussy. As he touches me, he finds that delicate flesh at the base of my neck. Licking and sucking. Making sure I’ll wear his mark when I leave here. As he kisses, his finger slides inside of me.

My head lulls back, my eyes close. “Mhh. That feels so… good.”

His breath is hot against my ear. “Daddy makes it feel so good.” He takes my right nipple prisoner between his forefinger and thumb as his slick fingertip sweeps over my throbbing clit. “Here.”

“And here. I love how wet your pussy gets when I kiss you here.” I give a gasp as he nips at the curve of my neck, the spot he knows his attention makes me drip with arousal. As he kisses, he thrusts his fingers inside me, adding a second to the first.

Stretching me, filling me.

My ass clenches around the plug as my pussy vise-grips his fingers. My head lulls back further, resting on his shoulder. I love the way his body curves around mine as he holds me from behind. Fingering me, squeezing my breasts, teasing my nipples.

I forget everything that stresses me, any thought other than the feel of his touch burns to ashes, piling at the base of the flames of the fire he’s set.

His words confirm what I already know. “You are mine.”

I am his.

His and his alone. This passion, this obsession, it’s madness and in his arms, it consumes me. I need him inside me. Now. He reads my body, reads my mind, his hands leaving me only long enough to rid himself of his clothing and free his cock. He knows I need him, but I tell him anyway. “I have to have you. Now.”

“And I have to have you, always. Tell me you’ll always be my babygirl.”

Always?

The word almost takes me out of the moment. It’s one I’ve not used before, with anyone. But with him… he seems to make the impossible, possible in every way.

Can he work his magic on me? Can he make me believe in always?

He spins me around and his mouth is on mine before I can answer. He holds me to him, our tongues intertwining. His hands slide down, cupping underneath my ass. He lifts me from the ground, my body weightless in his strong embrace. The head of his cock presses against my slick, wanting entrance. I push my legs further apart, welcoming him.


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