It’s Just Business by Lauren Landish, W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 107262 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
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“You knew what you were doing when you chose this,” I comment in a murmur as I let my fingers slip along the edge of her bra, barely teasing at her skin. A blush sweeps across her chest and flushes up her cheeks as she only nods in response.

Without another word, I pull my shirt off before lifting Raven onto the long table, her legs parting to make space for me to stand between her thighs. She more than meets me, her touch sending tingles through my skin as I stroke her body, memorizing every curve as we continue to kiss. Cupping her ass, I squeeze hard, and she moans, liking the rough caress. I pull her against me sharply, pressing my hardened cock in my pants against her satin covered mound, and her soft, whimpering moan tells me that this is just the beginning of what promises to be a much-needed release for us both.

I kiss down her neck, leaving open-mouth kisses down her silky soft skin until I reach the tops of her breasts. With a smirk, I catch the top fabric with my teeth and tug it down, freeing her breast down to her hardened nipple, which begs for my lips and teeth.

“Yes,” Raven hisses as I suck hard on her breast. Once again, her back arches, and I fucking love it. The bold purity of her responsiveness is addictive.

This might be a revenge fuck. For me, and for her. I’m under no illusion that it’s anything but that. But maybe even because it’s a one-time thing, I feel compelled to ensure that we both enjoy every damn minute of it.

I want to touch, taste, and feel every inch of her body all at once. I’ve got five senses, and every single one of them wants to be overwhelmed by the woman before me.

I let myself be guided by her hands, her voice, and in the way she squirms, presenting her body to me, begging for the release that I can bring her, but I take my time, drawing out her pleasure.

I’m rough with purpose, listening and paying attention to her every hitched breath and needy moan. When her soft cries go from pleasure to a gasp on the edge of pain, I pull back, soothing the abused nipple with gentle kisses and long licks, sucking and licking and bringing her to the edge of her release each and every time.

“Please,” she moans. “I need you.”

Finally, I guide her to lie back, her hair fanning out beneath her in a dark halo. I slip her panties down her legs and over the heels she’s still wearing. I run my palms up her thighs, spreading them wide and humming deeply as I feel her soft lips part for my fingertips.

“So fucking wet for me,” I groan and love how her bottom lip drops open on a sigh of relief as I strum her clit. She’s at my mercy and so fucking close.

I watch, almost amused as Raven writhes, her hips lifting to meet my touch. Her nipples are red and raw from my mouth, and I’m pretty sure there will be a mark on her right breast tomorrow. The idea of leaving that reminder of our passion excites me.

She says my name again, pleading with me for more, and that’s my undoing.

I give in to her, slipping my fingers over her clit faster and watching with anticipation as her head falls back and her thighs tremble. “Good girl,” I murmur, although I’m not sure she even hears me over her heavy breathing and soft cries of pleasure.

I pause a moment to reach into my pocket at the last moment. Pulling out the condom, I rush to undo my belt, drop my slacks, and free my cock. I rip open the packet and prepare myself quickly, not wanting to hold back any further.

Just as the high of her release seems to dim, I pull her to the edge of the table and slam inside her in a swift, brutal stroke.

I still inside her, buried to the hilt, and give her time to adjust. She’s fucking heaven.

Her pussy is soft, warm, wet, tight… everything I could imagine. Her body tightens as her back arches on the table, and I take the moment to pluck her nipple once more. She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper, and I have to grab her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh to hold myself back from selfishly taking her before she’s ready.

When her body relaxes, I give her exactly what she wants. What we both want.

I fuck her deeply until my hips smack into her upturned ass and the backs of her thighs, thrusting in and out of her rough and recklessly.

Raven gives it back to me, though, locking her ankles behind my back and pulling me in, crying out in deep, lustful moans as I fuck her mercilessly. Her body shakes with every stroke, and time loses all meaning.


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