Authors: Susan Fleming
ROMANCE: Badass Boss (Billionaire Alpha Bad Boy Romance) (Western Mail Order Bride Calendar Contemporary) (8 page)
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
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 sweaty. 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.
“I want to taste every part of you,” he told her. He continued to bite and to lick her. He caressed her body with his mouth. He made his way to her breasts and sucked and bit her nipples. He then traced his tongue from her chest to her stomach and then found his way down. He kissed, licked and lightly bit her clitoris. She shrieked.
Her body was electrified. She was about to climax again. Just then, her alarm broke into her daydream. She was shocked when she saw the time. She got out of bed and began to prepare for her next class.
Chapter 3
The Discovery
She was compelled to sit in front of his class and this time she wasn’t going to be late.
Rumors had quickly spread about the “tasty teacher”. He was a man shrouded in mystery. Some said that he had modelled to pay for his college tuition while others claim that he was seeing an Italian model, a Brazilian model and a German model all at the same time. There were also rumors saying he was a genius and graduated from Harvard at the age of 15. Others said that they saw him in porn movies and other shows.
Rachel did not know what to believe. The fact that he was so secretive made him even more enticing. He knew he was attractive. Most of the girls in the class were only there because he was teaching.
Today’s class was about Psychoanalysis. She began to daydream about him while he discussed Freud’s and Erikson’s theories. She was then rudely awakened by him calling her name during class.
Rachel was startled. She tried to keep her focus during lectures but it was hard to not be distracted by him.
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He knew that these girls wanted him. And they did.
Some had even tried but he frowned upon their advances. He liked his job and did not want to lose it. He was not really interested in any of them. He assumed that they were just party girls who studied during the day but got very wild at nights. He was a grown man, and this was not his scene.
He noticed Rachel staring at him. Her gaze lingered on and her eyes were filled with passionate desire. He looked at her and she looked away. “I thought Rachel would have been better than this. She’s the smartest girl in my class and has so much potential,” he thought to himself.
He hoped that she would not become another one of his students who drooled over him. She got good grades and was polite but she just seemed like every other girl, why should he show any interest at all?
He wanted to end the class because he knew what the students were really doing mentally. His students were just picturing him naked instead of picturing the applications of Psychoanalysis. So he decided to end the class early because he had a date.
He had hopes for tonight—he’d been with this woman for months, now, and they’d not yet had sex. He felt like he was going to explode.
He went home, changed and drove to his date’s house. He prayed that tonight he would have some company in his cold, lonely bed.
Chapter 4
The Date
Justine Silvio was a qualified Psychiatrist and was extremely attractive.
She wore rimmed spectacles and had her long, beautiful, black hair tied back. Normally, she dressed modestly for their dates. She would simply wear jeans and a top. But tonight, it appeared that she had other intentions.
She wore a stunning black dress that highlighted her curves. The dress was so tight that it looked as though it had been painted on. It had a plunging neckline which showed off her round, full breasts which were only complimented by her round, beautiful bottom which was so perfect that even God needed a week to admire his work.
Brian James was extremely attracted to her. They both based their lives on logic and reason and loved discussing Psychological and Philosophical theories with one another. He was so intrigued by her mind that sex was less important to him! But tonight, there was something different.
Her dress, her appearance brought out the animal within him. He cared very little about the appetizer that was in front of him on the table. He wanted dessert now.
He wanted to take her on the table right now and have her right there. He wanted the restaurant to see him enjoying his meal, eating and drinking her right there out in the open. He wanted all the other men who have been eyeing her for the entire night to know that she was his and only his.
Tonight, she didn’t only stimulate his mind but his cock, which had been hard since he picked her up from her place.
He’d been so distracted by her mind that it was easy to be a gentleman and not ask for sex for so long, but tonight he wanted to be an animal: a beast set out to ravish her.
She teased and toyed with him under the table. She appeared calm, cool and collected on the surface, but underneath the table, she was waging a battle that she was determined to win.
She raised her long, lean leg and began to rub his penis with the sole of her high heeled shoes. Brian tried to keep his cool. He wanted to take off her shoe and rub the sole of her foot.
When the waiter approached them and was prepared to take their orders, he felt like he could explode in his pants. She kept rubbing furiously and he was enjoying it. However, he knew it was a constant power struggle between the both of them and he wanted to win.
He kept a cool expression, although he wanted to take her in the bathroom, push her up against a wall and make her legs shake. It was a struggle to focus on his meal, but he managed.
She was going to pay for her transgressions later. He would not let her get off so easily. He smiled at her with wicked intentions and eagerly awaited the bill.
He paid for their meal, tipped the waiter and calmly left the restaurant with Justine. The night was still young and he was ready to enjoy what was left of it.
He unlocked his car, opened the door for her, and made sure that she was safely inside before closing the door. He got into the car, locked the doors and headed to his place.
While he was in the car, he began to multi-task. He rubbed and squeezed her thighs. He kept running his hands up her dress. She kept moving his hands and rejecting his advances. And thus the cycle continued until they finally arrived at his place.
