ROMANCE: Badass Boss (Billionaire Alpha Bad Boy Romance) (Western Mail Order Bride Calendar Contemporary)

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herself. He laid on the bed whilst she crouched down. She opened her mouth and began to suck. She felt like she was choking at first but then got used to it. He came in her mouth. She wanted to spit it out but ended up swallowing.
     
    He smiled at her and pulled her up to him, allowing them to rest before he was ready to go again. Then he made her get on all fours. He entered from behind and pulled her hair. He wanted to fuck her hard but kept remembering that she was a virgin. He felt everything. It was amazing to be inside of her. He enjoyed the full skin to skin contact as he felt more of what he had been dying to feel. Her ass cushioned his hips and jiggled with every thrust.
     
    He stopped, pulled himself out slightly, slapped her ass and pushed himself back in. He then moved to the bed, lay down and positioned her on top of him. He entered her and asked her to ride him. She bounced up and down. He was enjoying the visuals. Her big, beautiful breasts bounced up and down. He wanted to suck them again. He held onto them firmly and squeezed as she continued to ride him. He then turned her around, and made her ride him in reverse cowgirl.
     
    “God, she’s amazing,” he thought.
     
    He then made her lie down and he was on top of her. He was about to cum. So was she.
     
    His thrusts became more furious. He continued in and out, in and out until he released inside of her. He tried to catch his breath. He kissed her, caressed her face and fell asleep.
     

Conclusion
     
    Rachel missed her period the following month. She expected this. She wondered if she did the right thing. It was highly unethical but the journey was excellent. She lost her virginity and it was amazing. She felt like a new woman. It was worth the risk. Now, she had to deal with the consequences.
     
    She went to his office after her last class of the semester to tell him the news. He changed her grade to an A+ and smiled at her playfully. The A+ was definitely not for the paper. She left his office and began to walk to her car.
     
    He wanted to have sex with her again. He became hard just thinking about it. His phone rang. It was one of his best friends. He told him that he was going to be a dad. He said that he tricked a student into sleeping with him by failing her on purpose.
     
    Since he was the only person left in the department, he began describing the experience in vivid detail. Unfortunately, Rachel had left her re-graded essay behind and had come back, overhearing the conversation. She was appalled by his behavior. She was enraged. 
     
    She shouted and screamed at him. She told him that she was going to have an abortion. He begged her not to do it. He really wanted a child and was running out of time. That was how he felt before but he was falling in love with her.
     
    She said that she didn’t care. She slapped him across his face. He held her hand.  She tried to struggle out of his grip.
     
    He grabbed her and kissed her passionately. She calmed down slowly, then the passion began to spark. He threw her on the table and ripped her clothes off. She wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. He was attracted to the glow of pregnancy.
     
    “Now, I’m going to fuck you hard,” he said as he unzipped his pants.

Chosen To Be The King’s Bride
    A Victorian Romance

 
    This deliciously dirty story is a part of Susan Fleming’s super-charged, highly lewd collection of love and lust, written in 2015. Those who attempt to steal any part of this goldmine and take it as their own risk being a fiery, hot death from a hunk bearing copyright notices—and she’s not about to play with you.
     
     
    This is a work of fiction—although we wish that people like this really existed, it’s nothing more than a figment of a very, very overactive imagination. Any resemblance to someone you know, a place you love or anything you hold dear to your heart is nothing more than a craving in your heart that these carnal desires and actions were

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