Page 93 of Beautiful Beast

Belle takes my entire dick into her mouth, the head hitting the back of her throat. I want to tease her and ask if she’s read another book, but I can’t get the words out as my arousal peaks to a whole new level.

And it’s not just what she’s doing to my dick.

It’s – her.

Everything about her and the way that she looks at me, treats me, and dare I say… loves me… just amplifies whatever we do sexually to stratospheric proportions.

There’s no longer a question – the princess is my girl.

She’s sucking me like her life depends on filling her mouth with my cum, and an unbearable tension fills my chest as pressure mounts at the base of my spine. Her tongue teases every nerve ending in my body, and the room begins to blur.

“Belle, you need to stop or else… Ah, fuck. I need to be inside you.” My words are choppy and blood rushes through my veins as my skin heats.

When she takes her mouth off me, I want to scream in frustration. Watching her strip to nothing partly takes the ache away because I know what comes next.

Her cheeks are flushed, her breathing is irregular, and I haven’t even gotten my hands on her yet.

“So, fuck me then,” she says.

In one smooth motion, I rise to my feet and kick off my jeans, advancing on her with the sole purpose of getting inside her.

All I want to do is grab her, force her back to the wall, and drive inside her until she’s screaming and shaking on my dick.

But she’s so goddamn sweet and innocent.

Instead, I force out a hard, long breath and get myself back under control before scooping her up and carrying her over to the couch.

My hands are drawn to her breasts, the hard peaks of her nipples like glass under my fingertips. I kiss her neck and she moans, but when I start to slowly drag my lips down her body, she grabs my hair and pulls my head up, a frown on her stunning face.

“What are you doing?” she demands.

“Kissing every inch of your glorious body before I make you come on my tongue.”

“I told you to fuck me,” she reminds me. “I won’t break, Adam.”

“Belle…” There’s no way that I can unleash on this girl. I’ve barely broken her in. “Just let me be the boss for once, okay?”

“You don’t think I can handle you. I can take rough sex.”

“There’s rough, and then there’s me.”

“So, let me have you then.”

She wraps her legs around my waist and tries to angle her hips to force me to slide inside her.

“Princess, please,” I growl. “I don’t want to get so lost in you that I hurt you.”

And then you’ll never want anything to do with me, and I can’t take you walking away any sooner than you have to.

“Give me a preview then,” she pleads. “I’m on the pill, we don’t need a condom.”

Jesus.

It’s not something I would have even considered in the past. An unexpected pregnancy or a sexually transmitted disease were not worth going bareback.

But I trust her.

“Please!” she cries.

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