Loving The Enemy Read online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Billionaire, Funny, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 55093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
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I felt cold and alone when he moved away and went to the door. I hadn’t even seen the little green light go off, but he must’ve heard something outside. I was a little disconcerted that he could be so removed from the situation when I was all but ready to lay prostrate at his feet panting in need.

I saw that I was very wrong when he turned back to me. That tic was going in his cheek again but this time I didn’t think it had anything to do with anger. One swift look at his trousers told me he was in very much the same state as I was and for some reason that made me feel very powerful indeed.

“Lay down.” His voice was gruff but I didn’t question his order as I reclined back against the pillows at my back. I must look like a wanton slut with the bottom of my dress up around my waist and the top pulled down beneath my heaving breasts. I didn’t care. I cared even less when he came over to me on his knees with the wine bottle in hand.

I watched him through slitted eyes as he held the bottle over my lower stomach. My muscles clenched when the cold wine touched the warmth of my flesh. I bucked up off the pillows when he lowered his head and sipped the wine as it ran down to my sex.

“Oh my…” My eyes widened in surprise when he followed the flow of the wine down between my thighs and all I could think was thank goodness I’d remembered to get a bikini wax. I had no choice but to open my legs wider when I felt not only his fingers but his tongue on my sex. My eyes which I’d closed at the immense pleasure once again widened at the cool feel of his tongue as it slipped inside me.

In my head I was screaming at myself to stop this, but my body had other plans. My hips lifted to meet his mouth, my legs fell open farther and my hands came down to pull his head closer, harder. Why hadn’t I done this before? Damn this was amazing. I knew I was skating close to the edge, but couldn’t seem to care enough to stop.

I’ve never felt anything like this before and each new thing he introduced my body to felt better than the last. He must’ve poured half a bottle of wine between my legs and drank it from my flesh. It’s when he reached for the olives and eased one into me while holding my eyes with his, that I knew I was in trouble.

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Jason

This had gone too far and yet not far enough. I still had my wits about me, but they were slipping. I pushed the cold stuffed olive past her pussy folds and watched as her flesh closed around it. Pushing her legs back until her feet were planted on the pillows and her pussy open for me to do as I pleased, I lowered my head and went in search of the olive with my tongue.

I sucked it from her body and caught it with my teeth, before climbing up her body to share it with her. I left half in her mouth and chewed the other before reaching for another olive. This one I inserted deeper into her tight pussy. That tightness now wrapped around my fingers and made my head swim with visions of lewd debauchery playing out in Technicolor.

This time I played with the olive in her pussy, pushing it around with my finger until it was time to draw it out with my tongue. This time when I fed it to her I left my lips on hers, feeding her my tongue before taking hers into my mouth, pushing the fruit from her tongue to mine until I took my lips from hers. While she was busy chewing my latest offer I released my cock.

She gasped and tensed up when she felt the thick bulbous head of my cock at her pussy’s entrance. “Relax, I’m not going to fuck you, but I have to feel you.” Her body refused to relax so I distracted her by taking her lips with mine and sharing another one of those blistering kisses.

She didn’t even realize that I was moving just the bare tip of my cock in and out of her, not going deep, but just barely teasing the tip of my cock with the sweet tightness of her hot cunt. I left her mouth and went back to her tits, almost mauling them in my need. “Stop, don’t move.” She’d lost her inhibitions and fear and was moving beneath me, trying to get more of my cock inside her. Not yet, not until there was no doubt in her mind about my intentions.


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