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

by Susan Fleming

  Henry then bent over and began to lick her cunt, causing Ruth to scream in pleasure and grab a fistful of his hair. Henry continued to lick her, enjoying the fecund, rich taste of her sex, enjoying the taste of the wetness that was coming out as she edged ever closer to a climax.

  Ruth began to rock her hips back in forth, desperate to press her sex against Henry's oh so skilled tongue. Henry felt her thighs attempting snap shut as the pleasure coursed through her body, but he reached out with both hands and spread them open as wide as he could.

  He could feel the pressure building up inside her cunt as the force her thighs were exerting on his hands increased. Soon, it was simply too much for Ruth to bear. "Please!" she gasped, "Please, husband, please!"

  She was pleading but she had no idea for what. Henry could tell that she instinctively felt the climax coming on, and was desperate to feel it. Her virginal cunt was starting to throb now, and was emanating a great heat that Henry relished as much as he could. The feeling of her red hot pussy upon his tongue made him harder than he had ever been before. He was truly going to enjoy deflowering her after this was done.

  The pressure was building, but this time it came in jerks. Ruth would let out a short, sharp gasp, and her thighs would attempt to snap shut. With each gasp, her voice became shriller and higher in pitch. Her thighs exerted greater and greater force upon Henry's hands, until finally, Ruth sucked in as much air as she could and let out a scream the likes of which Henry had never heard before. Her thighs now snapped themselves shut, such was the force of the climax that was ripping through her right now.

  Ruth was gasping again, short, shrill gasps, as if her body simply couldn't handle oxygen at this moment, that the ecstasy coursing through her was enough to keep her alive.

  Chapter 6

  A Real Woman

  Henry decided that it was time. He spread open her thighs, and pressed the tip of his cock onto her still throbbing pussy. Ruth looked at him, her eyes wide, but this time not with fear, but with anticipation. Her cunt was wetter than it had ever been before. It was truly ready for what was about to happen.

  Henry began to enter his bride, while saying, "Keep looking at me, Ruth. Keep looking right into my eyes. You are not to look away, do you understand?"

  "Yes... y-yes husband," said Ruth between gasps, keeping her eyes as wide open as she could. Henry could feel his cock spreading her pussy open, but she was so wet that he had to make almost no effort whilst putting it in.

  Henry then decided to get the first shock over with. He thrust his cock completely into her, and laid down upon his screaming bride. He began to thrust, his hips moving powerfully as he pushed his cock into Ruth and pulled it out. Ruth was moaning now. She felt no pain, Henry could tell. She was far too wet for him for this experience to be even remotely painful. No, she was feeling more pleasure than she had ever felt in her entire life.

  Henry continued to thrust, and was emboldened when he felt Ruth's hands upon his backside. He began to thrust harder, causing Ruth to moan ever louder.

  He felt his cock clenching as his own climax approached, but he was not going to let his bride off so easily this time around.

  He pulled his cock out and flipped her onto her stomach. She let out a yelp as she landed. "Get on all fours, woman," said Henry, "I would take you this way, now. Do as I say, and quickly now. Don't make me wait."

  Ruth quickly got onto her hands and knees. Henry pushed her head down onto the pillow beneath her, saying "No. Your backside must be up, but your head must be down. Good girl, that is how women treat their mean. That is how real women treat real men. You're a real woman now."

  Henry eased his cock back into her, thrusting gently, and then harder as he heard her begging for him to take her and make her a true woman, to make her his in every single way that he could.

  "You are a woman, now," said Henry as he thrusted, "This ain't a lie. But you ain't yet my woman. I gotta make you mine, and to do that I'm gonna release my seed into you. Do you hear me?"

  Ruth whimpered as she nodded, but stuck her backside out willingly. She wanted to feel his seed inside her. She wanted to be his woman because he was the only man in the world who would make her feel this way, the only true man. Now that she had felt his enormous cock inside her, no other cock would satisfy her.

  Henry thrusted, faster, harder, until he felt the pressure build up inside his cock. He released his seed into Ruth's cunt with a growl, roaring with each throb of his cock. No one, not a single woman, whore or otherwise, had caused him to climax like this. He was floored by just how intense this had been.

  He had released so much seed that it was starting to spill out of Ruth's cunt. He pulled his cock out, and turned his bride over to her side, lying down beside her whilst facing her.

  "Whose are you, girl?" he asked her.

  "Yours, husband," said Ruth.

  "It's good that you know that, now," said Henry, "Because now that you've felt this cock inside you, you ain't never gonna be satisfied by any other man."

  "Maybe I will," said Ruth mischievously, "If I find a man that has a bigger cock than yours."

  Henry smiled at his wife's open invitation to manhandle her. He raised his hand and struck her hard on her backside three times. "I'm gonna take you again, girl," said Henry, "I'm gonna satisfy myself until my cock runs dry. That's why I got you in the first place."

  Ruth willingly got onto her back, but Henry stopped her. "No," said Henry, "We are going to do somethin a little different this time."

  "What are we gonna do?" asked Ruth.

  "I'm gonna put it in your backside," said Henry.

  "My backside?" said Ruth, "Ain't no way in tarnation that I'm gonna let you put that huge thing into my backside!"

  "Like I was askin for your permission," said Henry, "Don't make me discipline you again girl. I will have you in every way that you can be had, and make no mistake about it."

  Ruth cowed beneath her husbands consternation, and said, "Alright, what do ya want me to do?"

  "Turn around," said Henry, "Your back needs to be towards me."

  Ruth obliged, turning around to face the wall.

  "Now stick your ass out, girl,"

  "Yes, husband," said Ruth, and she did as she was told.

  Chapter 7

  The Pleased Husband

  Henry grabbed her buttocks. Her backside was large and curvy, even though her breasts were small. It was a very attractive feature of her body.

  Henry spread the cheeks of her backside apart, and pressed his cock onto her hole. Ruth whimpered, and Henry put a comforting hand on her face to calm her. He then put his fingers in her mouth. "Lick my fingers, darlin," he said, "Your spits gonna make it easier for me to put it in."

  Ruth licked his fingers as much as she good, and when they were good and wet Henry rubbed the spit all over his cock. He had to ask her to lick his fingers again, because his cock was so large that the spit had proved insufficient.

  Once Henry's cock was well lubricated, he spread her hole open and back to slide his cock in. Ruth whimpered as it went inside. Henry had expected her to whimper. There was no way to make this pleasurable in the first few minutes. He had to open her up as much as he could.

  Henry continued to slide it in as deep as it could go. He was able to put his cock in about half way before he realized he could go no further. He then began to thrust.

  He put his arms around his bride in order to comfort her and proceeded to open her up. Her backside was tight, far tighter than her cunt, and it felt amazing to enter her this way.

  Soon, Henry realized that Ruth had begun enjoying herself. The feel of her man inside her was pleasurable no matter what, and she began to moan in pleasure.

  Emboldened by this, Henry began to thrust harder. Her backside was unbelievably tight, and Henry was unsure if he would be able to last much longer. He felt the pressure building up, and squeezed her breasts hard as he released his seed into his bride's backside, successfully marking her as his
in every single way it was possible to mark a woman.

  He pulled his cock out and sighed. Ruth turned around and rested her head on his muscular shoulder.

  "How was that for a first time?" asked Henry.

  "I've had better," said Ruth with that mischievous grin of hers.

  Henry laughed and said, "If ya want me to spank ya, just say so."

  "But it's more fun this way, darlin!" said Ruth, and shook her backside suggestively.

  Henry laughed again, and spanked his wife hard until she was begging for him to stop. Ruth gasped, her head buried deep in his hairy chest.

  Henry kissed his new wife on her forehead. He was not quite done with her for tonight, but he felt as though he should let her rest. He intended to take her at least four or five more times during the night, and he didn't want her too tired to continue before he was done having his fun.

  All in all, he was pleased with his new wife. She was a rude little city girl, but that just made everything more fun. Disciplining her was foreplay, he realized. Henry had the feeling that him and his wife were going to spending a lot of time in the bedroom

  Barebacked By The Professor

  A Pregnant First Time 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 true!

  It goes without saying that this book oozes with erotic sex appeal, and is filled to the rafters with a smorgasbord of acts that you certainly wouldn’t tell your grandmother about. Bodice-ripping, panty-dropping and glasses-steaming, the scenes contained herein are wickedly naughty!

  Although all the saucy characters are flirting with forbidden desires and sometimes taking the naughty fruit they really shouldn’t be, all are consenting adults over the age of 18 and not blood-related. What they are is passionate and eager to explore their carnal desires all day long.

  In short, this book is going to get you very, very hot!

  © Susan Fleming

  All Rights Reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any many whatsoever without the express permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental. The characters are all productions of the author’s imagination. Please note that this work is intended only for adults age 18 and over. All characters represented are age 18 or over.

  Table Of Contents

  Introduction

  Chapter 1: The First Encounter

  Chapter 2: Her Fantasy

  Chapter 3: The Discovery

  Chapter 4: The Date

  Chapter 5: The Aftermath

  Chapter 6: Stress Relief

  Chapter 7: The Ultimatum

  Chapter 8: The Consent

  Conclusion

  Introduction

  Rachel rejoiced when she received her college letter of admissions, as well as the promise of a full-ride scholarship. She’d worked hard for this chance, and was finally going to leave the clutches of her controlling family. She’d grown up in a small town and wanted to see the world. She was tired of their rules and wanted to live life on her own terms.

  She was interested in learning about human behavior and was grateful for the opportunity to do so. She had decided to study Psychology, and couldn’t wait to begin her coursework. She wanted to learn more about the subject matter because she believed that it would help her with her own problems. She had these uncontrollable…urges.

  She tried sleeping. She tried eating. But what she truly craved overwhelmed her. What she craved was a sin, but sins of the flesh were the most tempting and she wanted to indulge herself in the pleasures of the flesh. College, and freedom, were just a few short months away.

  Chapter 1

  The First Encounter

  Four years later, Rachel was in the Master’s program. She wanted to be a clinical Psychologist. She knew she was intelligent, ambitious, hard-working and full of potential. She had made a name for herself throughout undergrad, got the highest grades and was offered many job opportunities at various health facilities. Her decision to pursue her Master’s delayed her entry to the job market for a couple of years, but she felt she still needed to learn more.

  She need to learn because she still had cravings. As the years passed, her urges grew stronger. The feelings were more intense. She would have these…erotic fantasies. She longed for skin to skin contact. She wanted passion and excitement, to be grabbed, to be thrown against a wall and to have a strong, handsome man enter her, thrusting and pulsating within her. She wanted her body to reach unimaginable heights of pleasure at the hand of an experienced lover.

  While she was asleep, she would sometimes moan and cry out loud in the middle of her dreams. She was called a freak by her former roommates and was embarrassed to share a room with anyone. She found a way to keep her urges under control. It was a sin according to her religion but she felt like she had no choice.

  She grabbed her vibrator, placed it inside of her and began to feel relief. The vibrations calmed her urges. She regained control of her body once more and sighed.

  She immediately said a prayer asking the Lord to forgive her. She sometimes felt religion was pointless. She could not understand why God would give her these urges and yet it was a sin to properly deal with them. She didn’t understand why she still believed and had faith. Perhaps what she truly sought was spiritual and not religion. She went to sleep not finding any answers, but the first day of her post-graduate classes was tomorrow and she needed to be alert.

  Rachel woke up, gathered her books and pens for class and rushed to the lecture room. She was already 5 minutes late, so she needed to get there as soon as possible. When she finally arrived in the lecture room, she sat down, opened her notebook and was ready to learn.

  Rachel looked up and saw a real life Adonis standing in front of the class talking about Behavioral Psychology. She noticed that it was mainly females who sat in front, paying rapt attention to Dr. James. The students were not only taking in all the knowledge that he was providing, but they were capturing this image of physical perfection. She tried to maintain her focus but wanted the class to finish because her seat was getting wetter by the minute. She was grateful when he dismissed the class. She immediately ran to her room and began to play with herself.

  Chapter 2

  Her Fantasy

  Rachel imagined this Greek god thrusting in and out of her furiously. His muscles bulged through his clothes and his brown hair was thick and soft and she wanted to run her fingers through it, pull it. She imagined his strong arms and six pack abs and she wanted to touch and taste. She was moaning and moving around in the bed. She had never wanted someone so badly. In her mind, he enjoyed the fact that she was so fresh and so tight.

  She was a virgin and he was eager to teach her. He grabbed her breasts and continued furiously.

  “Now for our next lesson,” he flipped her around and made her go on all fours, “reverse psychology,” he entered her from behind and pulled her hair. He continued to pulsate inside of her which, his cock slick with her juices.

  She cried out, “Dr. James! Please stop!” He knew that she didn’t mean it and went even harder. He pulled on her hair harder and did not stop until she came.

  He finally came and gently pulled out, rolling to her side. He tried to catch his breath as he kissed her. Both were sweaty and breathless. They panted and were both sw
eaty. She was well-satisfied.

  He wanted to go another round. He lay on his back and pulled her on top of him. He entered her and wanted her to ride him. She rode him furiously, continuously moving up and down and in circles. Her face was a mask of intense pleasure and her high pitched moans pleased Dr. James who kept pushing himself further inside of her, intensifying the current position.

  Rachel was about to cum when he told her to wait. He pulled himself out of her. He began to touch her. He kissed and licked her neck and continued to move downwards.