The Billionaire's Curvy Conquest - Complete (19 page)

I gasped when his hand slid between my full thighs and his fingers stroked my slickness. “I’m pretty sure my passion is about to drench your fingers,” I whispered.

He laughed then, a throaty sound that made me tingle from head to toe. “Promise me you’ll never change, Mrs. Reed,” he said.

“I’ll do my best. OH!” He plunged a finger inside of me and I trembled in response. “I want you, Mr. Reed.
Please.
I
need
you.”

He took my champagne glass and set it aside before pushing me down on the bed. “Open your legs for me, Cassie. Let me taste your need.”

I willingly dropped my knees to the sides until I was spread wide, my throbbing pussy wet and glistening. Mr. Reed licked his lips before pressing them against my hot flesh, licking and tasting until I was moaning in pleasure.

I came hard and fast, screaming his name as my hips bucked off the bed. He sucked my clit into his mouth at the peak of my climax, flicking his tongue back and forth over my engorged bud to prolong my orgasm.

I whimpered and writhed as my empty pussy clenched and released around a dark void as cascades of pleasure pulsed outward from my center.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, I pushed him away to catch my breath. My breasts bobbled on my chest as I fought to slow my heart rate.

Mr. Reed draped himself across my naked body and kissed me hard. He devoured my mouth like he had done to my pussy, the taste of my sex still on his tongue, while he struggled to get his pants undone.

“Wait,” I whispered. “I want to watch you undress.”

He pulled back slightly, a wide grin on his face. “Your wish is my command, Mrs. Reed.”

After standing up, he kicked off his shoes, unbuttoned his shirt and let it drop to the floor. His pants soon joined his shirt, followed by his boxer briefs.

It wasn’t exactly the slow, sensual striptease I envisioned, but it got the job done.

Now that he was completely naked, I let my eyes roam, devouring every inch of his beautiful body, from his broad shoulders and chiseled chest to his trim waist and strong thighs.

My eyes lingered the longest on his fully erect cock, which bobbed proudly, long and thick. I smiled hungrily when I saw the drop of precum that glistened on the rounded tip.

“Do you like what you see, Mrs. Reed?”

“Very much, Mr. Reed.” I got up from the bed and moved in close so I could wrap my fist around his stiff rod. “Very much.”

His breath got labored as I stroked him firmly, running my thumb over his slippery tip while cupping his balls in my other hand.

He put his hand over mine to still my movement. “If you keep that up, Cassie, I’ll be done before we even get started.”

“Then you had better fuck me before I die of longing,” I said, taking his hand and pulling him toward the bed.

“If I had known that putting a ring on your finger would make you so bold in the bedroom, I would have done it a lot sooner,” he said playfully.

His body covered mine again, only this time it was naked flesh against naked flesh. His hands went to my heavy breasts and his lips closed around my nipples, one after the other.

My thighs opened and his hips wedged perfectly between them, almost as if our two bodies were made for each other.

His stiff cock found my wet and ready opening and, with a single thrust, he was buried inside of me. The exquisite sensations of his mouth latched onto to my breast and his rod filling me so completely caused me to cry out. “Yes, oh YES!”

His hips began to move just slightly and his cock stroked my needy pussy. His movements were slow and controlled as he pulled just partway out before gliding back in.

My hands moved between our bodies and I gripped his ass while trying to quicken his movements. I was so ready for him to pound into me, but he wouldn’t have it.

“Not yet, my sweet, curvy submissive. I’m in control now.” He proved it by taking my hands and pinning them above my head. My lips curled up into a small, satisfied smile. “Ah, you like that, don’t you my sweet?”

“So much, sir,” I gasped. He rewarded me with a fuller, faster thrust. “Ohhh!”

“Tell me what you want, Cassie. Beg for it.”

“I want you to fuck me hard, Mr. Reed. Pound my pussy with your thick cock.
Please
.”

The force of his thrusts increased, but his pace remained slow. “I said beg for it, Cassie.”

“Please. Oh god.
Please
!”

“Please, what, my sweet?”

He drove into me harder and faster now and my eyes closed as my climax grew closer.

“Open your eyes, Cassie,” he commanded.

My lids fluttered up and I held his gaze, which was burning with red hot desire.  

“Make me come with you inside me,” I begged. “Please, Mr. Reed, make me
scream!
”

“Yes.” He smiled wickedly. “That’s it.” He pressed his thumb firmly against my clit and circled my bud as he continued to fuck me, in and out, in and out, in and out.

The steady rhythm of his cock driving into my pussy coupled with direct stimulation of my clit created the perfect storm of pleasure between my legs.

I whimpered beneath him, my own hips bucking up to meet his thrusts, my fists clenched around the bedding.

“OH. MY. GOD!”

I shuddered intensely as an explosive orgasm surged through my body. My pussy pulsed around his thick rod, squeezing and releasing as he continued to fuck me.

My body’s slick lubrication increased with my long, intense climax, which made it easier for him to thrust inside me, deeper and faster.

With my needs taken care of, Mr. Reed gripped my hips and rode me hard, his handsome face tensed and sweaty, his balls slapping against my ass with the force of his thrusts.

I wrapped my legs high around his waist and met his thrusts with my own, our bodies coming together again and again until we were both breathing in short, shallow gasps.

He moaned long and low just before he came, filling my channel with bursts of hot seed. His eyes closed as he continued to fuck me, his thrusts eventually slowing when his cock was finally spent.

Almost reluctantly, he pulled out and eased himself next to me, holding me close. I rested my hand on his chest, over his heart, which thumped wildly from our passionate lovemaking.

We stayed that way for a while, my hand over his beating heart, his arm wrapped around my shoulders, his fingers caressing my arm. The silence was soothing and comfortable, which made me feel closer to my new husband.

There was no doubt in my mind; we belonged together.

“Now that we’re married, perhaps you should start addressing me as David rather than Mr. Reed,” he eventually said. “At least when your mother is around. She doesn’t seem to understand our special kind of formality.”

“Did she give you the ‘why so formal’ lecture, too?” I asked with a giggle.

“Yes. Yes she did,” he replied.

I laughed out loud. “Can I still call you Mr. Reed when you’re being all dominating and forceful, and tying me up?”

“I can live with that, Mrs. Reed.”  He lifted his head and kissed my cheek. “If you give me a bit of time to recover, I’m happy to be dominating and forceful with you again.”

“Ohhh, I’d like that.” My fingers drifted down his belly and toward his groin. I stroked his cock, which was beginning to come back to life.

“Cassie, do you remember telling me that many men father children in their forties?”

“Yes. You told me that you wouldn’t want to bring any kids into this world.”

“Not without two loving parents who had a strong marriage,” he added.

“Oh yeah, that’s right.”

Where was he going with this?

“We’re in love,” he said. “And I’m confident that we’ll have a strong marriage, don’t you agree?”

I propped myself up on my elbow and looked at him with one eyebrow raised. “What are you trying to say?”

He took my free hand and entwined his fingers with mine. “I’m saying that I want a family. With you.”

Mr. Reed wanted me to have his baby? I couldn’t believe it!

“Well, what do you think, Mrs. Reed?” he prompted.

I laughed the joyful laugh of a newlywed woman in love. “I think there’s no better time to try making a baby than
now!
”

He pulled my soft body on top of his hard, steely frame. Our kisses started out sweet and deepened as our bodies stirred with desire once more. 

After the nearly frantic consummation of our marriage, we made love again, our pace slower. We took our time exploring each other’s bodies in ways that we hadn’t done before.

Just for tonight, there would be no blindfolds, no silk ties, no domination and submission. Just a husband and wife demonstrating their love in the most intimate ways possible.

I didn’t know what the future held, but one thing was certain. Despite our secrets, lies and confessions, David Reed and I had finally found our happily ever after.

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T
hank you for reading The Billionaire’s Curvy Conquest. If you enjoyed this story, please consider leaving a review.

I
had trouble choosing a cover for this collection. Here are a few concepts that didn’t make the cut. I’ve paired each one with a sexy quote from Mr. Reed. Enjoy!

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“A
t first, I didn’t see your face, only your profile, which highlighted your womanly curves. You had your hair down that day.” He put his lips against my ear and lowered his voice even further. “You should always wear your hair down, Miss James.”

~*~*~

“I
see a vision of beauty that’s incomparable. I see a talented young woman with the face of an angel and the curves of a goddess. I see an alluring female body with luscious breasts, an ass that’s meant to be spanked and hips built for riding.”

~*~*~

“I
think I’ve outdone myself, Miss James. Virginal white suits you, as I knew it would. Although the wicked bit of red offers a nice bit of contrast, don’t you agree?” His hand snaked under the hem of my short gown. “The red is practically
begging
for attention.”

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“M
y love for you is pure and unconditional, Cassie. If you ever doubt my intentions again, know that you should never doubt that.”