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

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by Susan Fleming


  He kissed her hard, his chest hair rubbing roughly against her nipples, making her stomach tighten in arousal. When she was rubbing her hips up and against him, he took her fast, burying himself to the hilt, and then held still.

  Julie gasped, the stinging burn of his cock ripping through her hymen left her breathless and in shock for a moment, but as he slowly started to move himself inside of her, the pain quickly relaxed and turned into a intense pleasure that had her fingers digging into his shoulders. Thrusting her hips up against him, she met him thrust for thrust, enjoying the way he made her feel.

  Marshal's groin rubbed against her clit as he pumped himself into her tight hole, and he nibbled his lips and teeth gently against her neck and shoulder, moaning against her as her nails left little red marks in his shoulders.

  Julie cried out in surprise when another orgasm had her entire body shaking underneath of him and she let out a squeal as he shuddered inside of her, his own release causing him to spew his hot seed inside of her. When he pulled out, he got up and got a wash cloth and got it wet and delicately cleaned up between her thighs and legs.

  “Thank you,” Julie murmured, humbled by him taking the time to wash her up after their first encounter.

  Marshal nodded, and then got back into bed with her, wrapping his large arms around her small frame and held her close until she fell asleep with her head on his shoulder and her leg over his.

  Chapter 6

  More to Love

  Julie had been helping Marshal with all his invoices, but Marshal took trades for much of the work he did as a doctor and the newest gift was a half side of dried pig that had been turned into jerky and needed to be stored. The smell was making her nauseous but she put it in the cellar with the rest of the stored goods. Then she stomped back to his house feeling grumpy with him. All the new stuff she'd been learning about him after she'd married him made her wonder if they'd rushed into things.

  Don't get her wrong, she loved the sex, and intimacy, and anything that felt that good shouldn't be wrong, but the temptation and sin of sex made total sense why they wanted you to wait for marriage. But Marshal upset her. They'd argued this morning before he left to help deliver another baby.

  Marshal had more money than he knew what to do with, he owned more than one working gold mine, and she still felt upset that he'd hid that from her when they first got married. Money didn't matter to her, but knowing that he was richer than he'd told her, and his being a doctor was because he wanted to donate back to humanity. She could respect that, and as a god-fearing woman she felt it was important to support him as his wife.

  But the lie of omission hurt her more than she wanted to admit. She started to cry as she slammed the door and went back into the house. She'd promised to make him bread, and angrily started throwing the ingredients into a bowl and got it ready to let it rise before baking it.

  She was angry through, logically, she could understand why he didn't tell her before he married her. Many women would jump at the chance to marry a man with money just for the money sake, and she picked him because he seemed nice and hard working and she admired those traits.

  Not knowing why it hurt her feelings so bad, she beat on the dough until it was almost ruined. Finally sighing, she stuck the bowl on the windowsill and covered it with a towel to leave it for a while.

  Feeling tired, she went to the sitting area and sat down on the love seat and promised herself she'd just shut her eyes for a moment. She was awoken to Marshal slamming the door open as he pushed it with his foot and carried in a baby goat.

  “I delivered a healthy baby, they gave me a healthy baby in return,” Marshal announced as the young goat made a strangled cry and struggled in his arms. But he had a death grip on it.

  Julie almost fell off the couch as she startled awake and watched the gigantic bear of a man subdue a cute baby goat. If she hadn't been half asleep and grumpy with him, she might have almost laughed at the comedy of watching him try to calm the goat.

  “What do you plan on doing with that?” she asked him raising an eyebrow in curiosity as she straightened her dress and stood up.

  “Sleeping in the middle of the day were ye?” he asked her and gave her a funny look.

  “You keep me up at night, I don't get enough sleep with all your attentions,” Julie muttered and then walked over to see the baby goat and barely caught it when he dumped it into her arms.

  “Julie, you don't seem to mind my attentions when I'm giving them to you,” Marshal said as he followed Julie as she took the goat outside to the barn and put it in a stall.

  “Did you have to bring the goat into the house, you couldn't put it into the barn yourself?” She snipped at him and put it in the stall and shut the door.

  “What is wrong with you Julie?” Marshal grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms in the barn and tried to kiss her.

  Julie turned her head away from him and burst into tears, shocking them both.

  “Oh my goodness, I am so sorry, I didn't mean, I'm sorry, I can't...” She trailed off and sniffled and then buried her face into his arms and let him stand there comforting her.

  “All of this over a goat?” he asked her gently and stroked her back, trying to figure out what was wrong with her.

  Julie shook her head, “No, I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm not really mad at you I don't think.”

  “Talk to me Julie, a relationship cannot work if we don't talk to each other or communicate, and sex isn't enough, it's the glue, or a band aid, but we need to have a good solid foundation if our marriage is going to be a lasting, happy one,” Marshal told her and kept patting her back, as she sniffled and the tears slowly stopped coming.

  “Why didn't you tell me about the gold mines?” she asked him, looking up at him with her big eyes.

  Marshal felt a moment of guilt and then hugged her tighter before answering her.

  “Because the gold mines weren't something I deal with on a daily basis. I can provide for you, but I was worried if I talked about it while I was seeking a wife, the wrong type of women would apply for the position. You were different. I picked you for a reason, but it had nothing to do with money,” he tried to reassure her.

  “I can understand that, but you didn't trust me enough to tell me before the wedding, nor did you tell me right after we were married. I had to find out because you left your papers out where I could find them when I was cleaning. Don't you think I'd have rather heard it from you first hand?” Julie sniffed and looked up at him, wiping at her eyes, feeling stupid for crying.

  “Yes, you deserved to know the truth. I'm sorry I didn't tell you personally, but I really don't even think about it that much. Having money, not having money, I can afford to give you anything you want, but being a doctor is what I love doing,” he said sounding slightly defensive. “I think I worried that the wrong woman would insist I quit being a doctor because of the money, I didn't want to give it up.”

  “I'd never ask you to give up being a doctor. That is one of the things I loved about your letters, it's why I picked you to begin with. I admire what you do, just please, no more secrets, I want to hear from you,” Julie told him and then kissed him, showing him that she was over her anger at him and forgave him for not telling her first hand.

  “Julie,” Marshal said as her hand started to wander over his chest and touch him intimately. He grabbed her breasts through her dress and then gave her a funny look.

  “What's wrong?” Julie asked him when he froze and just looked down at her.

  “When did you bleed last?” he asked her gently, the look on his face one of shock.

  “I don't remember, right before I came here I think,” Julie said thinking back.

  “It's been four months and your breasts are significantly larger. I think you may be with child,” Marshal said, and sounded like he was in awe as the realization of their child sunk in.

  “But, how is that possible?” Julie asked him, confused. “We weren't trying for a baby, r
ight now, were we?”

  “That's not how it works. You become fertile sometime in the middle between your bleeds, and then you get pregnant and you stop bleeding until your fertility returns after the baby,” Marshal explained.

  Julie started to laugh, “I know all that, I've been around enough pregnant cows and my mom to get the gist without the graphic details, but thank you. I think.”

  “Will this be a problem?” Julie asked him, nervous that their life and relationship would change if they added a child.

  “Only in good ways, I assume. I would love to see your belly swell with child, and hold our baby in my arms. I'll be here for you Julie, I'm not going anywhere. Having sex leads to children, this was a possibility anytime we copulate,” Marshal told her sounding matter of fact.

  “I know,” Julie said, shaking her head, realizing that he never quite lost his doctor mode, even with her. “A baby...”

  Julie placed a hand over her belly and realized that being pregnant definitely explained her mood swings, upset belly, and why she got upset over things that normally wouldn't bug her. Feeling better that she wasn't just going crazy and there was a logical reason for her behaviors, she kissed him passionately, in the barn.

  Marshal pushed her up against the wall and kissed her back, taking care not to put any pressure on her belly as his hands started hiking up her skirt and he touched her between her legs. His lips molded over hers and he pushed his tongue between her tender lips as he kissed her demanding and rough.

  He was gentle in most of his touches, but aggressive kissing turned him on and Julie enjoyed it. His hand found the sweet spot between her legs and his expert hands quickly worked her into a frenzy and a quick orgasm against the wall. Pulling her skirt up so he could push it against the wall out of the way, he picked up one of her legs and pulled himself out of his pants and took her right there against the barn wall.

  Julie could feel the way the hard wall felt ridged as her back slid against it as he thrust into her. He enjoyed their moments alone and the sexual heat that seemed to drive their behavior if they were alone together for more than a few moments. Lack of chemistry had never been an issue between the two of them.

  Feeling his body strain and tense up as his hips grinded against her thighs until he reached his own climax, she kissed him back and nibbled on his lip, her little mews and moans egging him on to go faster.

  When he was done, he helped her straighten her skirt down and kissed her one more time hard on the mouth for good measure before placing his hand over her belly delicately.

  “If you are pregnant, the belly will get in the way at some point, so if there's any positions you like that a belly might interfere with...” he whispered suggestively to her.

  “You sure you're okay with having a baby this soon after being married?” she asked him, feeling a little nervous about the whole situation. Babies and children weren't new to her. She'd helped out plenty with her younger siblings and got the gist on what to do with children, she pictured holding a boy that looked like Marshal in her arms and it made her smile.

  She could do this, as long as he had her back and would support her. She felt a moment of insecurity while she waited for him to answer her.

  “Julie, that's one of the reasons I wanted to get married. Not just because I was lonely, but because I wanted children, and I wanted a woman who enjoyed being a wife and a mother. You are the kind of woman a man dreams of marrying. I have no regrets. I know this will be a new adventure for both of us, but like the marriage and your travels to get here, we'll enjoy the ride,” he told her and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

  “No more lies of omission? And no goats in the house, right?” She asked him and then laughed when he hugged her.

  “I promise I won't intentionally fail to tell you something. I'm not perfect, but I'll do my best to be honest and give you all the information, and I will try to keep the goats in the barn and not in the house,” Marshal told her and cupped her cheek.

  “Okay, I can live with that,” she said smiling up at him.

  A few months later, a healthy baby boy was born. Marshal delivered him and then held them both together while the new mother nursed her baby and leaned against his chest, feeling content.

  “This is what love is supposed to feel like, isn't it?” she asked him and realized she'd never told him she loved him. "I love you, Marshal.” Realizing that he deserved to know.

  “I love you too, Julie. I told you we could get through this, now we just need to do this a few more times and we’re all set,” he teased her and then kissed the top of his newborn son's head gently.

  Forbidden Intimacy

  A Bad Boy 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 Stepfather

  Chapter 2: Moving In

  Chapter 3: Soon-To-Be-Siblings

  Chapter 4: Naughty Choices

  Chapter 5: The Burning Tension

  Chapter 6: No Inhibitions

  Chapter 7: Guilty Pleasure

  Conclusion

  Introduction

  Betty is your typical geek in school who wears dorky glasses and baggy clothes. She is not really ugly, but the way she dresses and acts do not really help in complementing her physical attributes. Her breasts didn’t grow until she was 16 and curves did not show until the year after that. She is indeed a late bloomer. What’s worse is that her baggy clothes do not accentuate her physical assets, so that people back in school still think of her as a little girl.

  Deep inside, Betty is already undergoing a sexual awakening. She has sexual desires but is insecure about them. She believes that she will only lose her virginity at the right time with the perfect partner. Will Betty ever suit up and start acting like a woman? Does she have the confidence to do it?

  Meanwhile, Zack is the popular boy in school. He’s muscular, athletic, and ruggedly handsome. Girls are crushing over him not just because of the obvious physical assets, but also because he is the star player of the school’s basketball team. He is definitely a dream boy for any girl in the campus.

  Betty secretly desires Zack, but at the same time she hates him for being an asshole. On the other hand, Zack does not even know about Betty’s exist
ence on campus. She only came to his notice when she was introduced to him by his father as the daughter of the woman he is currently dating.

  As their parents move towards the idea of marriage, Betty and Zack’s paths cross more and more, and they will become siblings by law. Will this affect Betty’s desires for Zack? Will Zack appreciate Betty’s beauty if she sheds the geeky look?

  Chapter 1

  The Stepfather

  Betty is already running late as she gets ready for school. While walking downstairs, she hears her Mom talking with her current beau: Zack’s dad. He is trying to convince her to move into their house so that they would no longer have to pay rent for their apartment.

 

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