Pretty Daring Read online Jessa Kane (Rags to Riches #5)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Rags to Riches Series by Jessa Kane
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
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“Ah, fuck, that’s so good,” he bites off, pumping his hips toward my touch. “I don’t feel like I’m alive without your hands on me. If I had my way, you’d be chained to this desk, you know that? Where I could sit you in my lap and keep you there all day. Where you belong.”

“Mmmm.” I tip my head back and let him suck a red mark onto my neck. “I think we can arrange that for your birthday this year.”

He lifts his head and I watch his pupils expand. “Yeah?”

I slide my hand out of his pants and play with my nipples, twisting my body side to side in a tease. “What else would I get the man who has everything?”

Ezra moans, his eyes fastened to my breasts. “God knows that’s true. I’ve got everything.” He presses his forehead to mine. “I got everything I need the second you chose me.” His lips jump at one end. “But I’m not turning down having you chained to my desk.”

“No. I don’t suggest you do.”

We share a quiet laugh. “Princess?”

“Yes?”

His hands slide up my thighs, fingers hooking in the waistband of my panties and tugging them down, down, until they’re stripped away. “I’m going to get you pregnant again.”

My body agrees with Ezra wholeheartedly. Wetness spreads between my legs more and more, slicking my folds as I watch Ezra take out his massive cock. He slaps it against my sex, his breath growing short—and then he slides into me with a hearty groan.

“Christ.” He slaps the desk hard. “Still as tight as the day I broke you in.”

I fist his shirt and pull him closer, whining and writhing on the desk. “Ezra, I love you. I love you. Let me make you a daddy.”

“I love you too, princess. Until the day I die.”

Then he proceeds to show me how much.

Ezra

Six months later

My wife keeps her promises.

I’ve never been hotter in my fucking life. Which is saying something, considering I’m a beast for this woman. Every morning, every night, she consumes me. Turns me into an animal that needs to fuck her to survive.

Today is my birthday and Ophelia is chained to my desk in nothing but a pair of red high heels. Her stomach is swollen with our third child, a son to complement our twin daughters. And she’s bent over, offering up that tight, ripe ass to me.

“Happy birthday, husband.” She wiggles that sexy backside in my lap and a spurt of come shoots from my tip, rolling down her inner thigh. “Anywhere you want. Anywhere.”

Jesus.

If I lived to be a thousand years old, I wouldn’t be able to process my gratitude for what I’ve been given. This incredible woman is my soul mate. Knew it the minute I saw her. Somehow, against all odds, I convinced her to love me. She’s an amazing mother. She runs her own successful business—and her pussy is a fucking dream come true.

I was late to work twice last week because I couldn’t stop eating it. God, it’s fucking sweet. Ophelia is sweet all over. Inside and out. I’m obsessed with her. If she knew how much, it would probably shock her. Although I have no idea why because even when we’re not together, I make sure we’re in constant contact. When we are together, I can’t stop kissing and touching her. I’m like a man possessed.

My wife is life.

I’ve built her this empire and given her the lifestyle she deserves.

But she’s given me so much more. I have the world in my hands because she loves me.

“Ezra,” she murmurs, tossing her long, dark hair back. “You’re making me wait.”

Shaking my head over her perfection, I run reverent hands down her back and grasp her beautiful ass. “You offering this pretty thing to me, little girl?”

“You own every part of me. It’s always been yours to take,” she says, looking back at me over her shoulder, expression dutiful. She tugs at the chains and pouts a little. “Besides,” she says, biting her lip, “I couldn’t stop you if I wanted to.”

Fuck.

Lust and anticipation crowd my gut and I unzip my pants, kicking her legs apart so I can see her asshole. I lick my lips at the sight of that little, pink pucker and spit on it, spreading the moisture around with my thumb and dipping it in and out. Adding two fingers. Minutes later, when her whimpers tell me she’s ready and I can hear her pussy dripping on the floor, I sink my cock into her sweet, unfucked backside and groan loud enough to shake the windows.

“Mine. All of you, wife. Mine forever.”

“Yours, Ezra,” she sobs, my body beginning to rock hers against the desk, faster and faster. “Always, forever yours.”

THE END

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