Page 12 of Dating the Bad Boy

“You’re kinda tall.” I wrap my arms around his neck to hold on. He zeroes in on my bedroom and carefully sets me on my feet next to the bed.

“You’re beautiful.” He leans over and swipes his tongue across the seam of my lips, and I open up for him to slip it inside.

As he devours my mouth, I forget all about my thoughts, which center around how freaking tall our children will be. His hands slide down my back to grip my ass cheeks and pull me closer. I groan his name when he breaks the kiss and trails his lips down the side of my throat. I dig my nails into his muscular shoulders, bunching up the starched material.

His kisses stop at the neckline of my dress and he runs his tongue along the edge. My eyes cross as my knees nearly give out.

Somehow, he senses exactly what I need and gives me a little push, sending me sprawling back onto my pink, frilly comforter.

“Watch me.” He steps back and rips his white dress shirt wide open, sending buttons zinging around the room. Oh my, oh my.His perfect, chiseled chest is a freaking work of art. I bet I could bounce a quarter off his six—no, make it at least eight—pack. Stunning, intricate tattoos cover nearly every inch of his tanned skin. My eyes wander up and down a few times before stopping to stare into his amused eyes. “I like feeling your eyes eat me up.”

“You’re the one who’s supposed to be snacking right now.” I’m not sure where this boldness is coming from, but I’m pretty impressed with myself.

“I’m getting there.” He smirks and reaches down to unhook his belt and pants. He makes quick work of dragging his pants down his legs and kicking them away.

Sparks zap down my center straight to my virgin pussy as I stare at his impressive erection.

“Very nice.” I squirm, feeling wetness drip from my center at the sight before me.

“I’m glad you approve.” He smirks again, and I realize I’m already addicted to not only him but his very arrogant smirk, too.

He steps close and runs his hand up under my dress, dragging the material up with him. His eyes darken to nearly black as he stares down at my body. “You’re goddamn perfect.”

I sit up a little to help him with his task. After pulling the dress up and over my head, I drop back onto the soft bedding and sob his name as he leans over to run his tongue along the lacy of my bra.

“Touch me,” he growls against my overly sensitized skin. “I need to feel your hands on me.”

I slide my hands down his hard chest, feeling the eight-pack for myself, and stop to run my finger around the black skull to the side of his belly button. “I like these,” I breathe as a tremor moves through his massive body.

My hands shake as I explore every inch of his body while he learns mine. He spreads my legs and runs his finger up the inside of my thigh. “Please,” I beg him to continue up to the part of my body that needs his touch the most.

“Anything for you.” He circles my opening through the wet material of my panties, and my breath catches in my throat. I wrap my hand around his rock-hard erection and give it a little squeeze.

Without warning, he rips my panties right down the middle and presses a finger deep inside me with one thrust.

“Oh…” My thoughts scramble as he presses his thumb against my clit. His thumb circles my sensitive clit several times. I dig my heels into the bed and lift against his hand as pleasure flows through me. He adds a second finger and scissors them open, stretching me.

He kisses my lips, driving his tongue deep into my mouth as his fingers press deep into my core. When he adds his thumb circling my clit to the action, I come apart crying out his name.

While I ride out the storm, he crawls over my trembling body. I bite my bottom lip and glance down between our bodies as he lines up his massive cock with my not-so-massive opening.

“You’re mine,” he growls and flicks his hips, sliding all the way in with one thrust. As a sharp bite of pain tears through my no longer virgin pussy, I clench my teeth to hold back thegasp fighting its way up my throat. I take deep breaths as the discomfort shifts into little tingles of pleasure.

“And you’re mine.” I claim him forever before he kisses my lips and all the pain is completely forgotten.

Each time he withdraws and thrusts again, his dick rubs my sensitive walls, sending pleasure shooting through my veins.

He kisses my cheeks, along my jaw, and down my neck. When he picks up speed, I wrap my legs around his muscular hips and hold on for the ride of my life.

I lose track of the number of times I come before he finally loses control himself. His hips jerk against me a few times as he grunts my name. I feel warm, wetness filling me up and running down my ass crack.

He carefully pulls his cock free and drops down next to me. “I really like you a lot,” he whispers against my forehead. “I know it’s fast and I know you might not feel the same way yet. But I’ll do whatever it takes to convince you to stay with me forever.”

“There’s one thing you could do to convince me.” I rest my chin on his chest and smile at him.

He stares at me with a raised eyebrow. “What do you want, baby?”

“I seem to remember you promising to eat me up.”

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