A Billionaire BWWM Romance 7: The Honeymoon Read Online Free

A Billionaire BWWM Romance 7: The Honeymoon
Book: A Billionaire BWWM Romance 7: The Honeymoon Read Online Free
Author: J A Fielding, Bwwm Romance Dot Com
Tags: United States, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Short Stories, Genre Fiction, Urban, African American, Multicultural & Interracial, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages)
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last
seven months. She was more responsive and more delicious than any of
the models and actresses he had ever been with. He never wanted this
moment to end. This feeling, him inside her, her walls clamping
around his mammoth cock, her hot breath on his shoulder and their
bodies entwined into one…it was all so perfect. More perfect
than the word perfect itself. It was not long before Meg felt an
explosion in her body sending her to another dimension she had never
known. She clawed at his back as she felt his cock spasming inside
her and her body marrying into the familiarity that was his body.
They suddenly gasped and shrieked in unison as their passion elevated
them to a place only they knew to be true.
    “Oh my God,” Ellis gasped in a loud whisper as he
collapsed on her. “I’m sorry,” he said as he pulled
away from her to look down at her.
    “Why are you sorry?” Meg was confused.
    “I didn’t mean to finish that soon,” he said.
    She smiled.
    “Neither did I but that was…amazing,” she said as
she felt his cock slipping out of her followed by a gush of hot fluid
that spurted on his thigh and then on the thousand thread count
sheets. Ellis looked down at her gushing pussy and then at her. “Like
I said…amazing,” she said again. And she was not
exaggerating. She had never had coital orgasm before. It was always
self stimulated. This was the first guy to actually fuck her into
another dimension - literally. Ellis laid next to her and cradled
her, counting his lucky stars and she draped a leg over one of his
thighs, slightly brushing against his cock. He kissed her and she ran
her hand on his perfect torso. Meg pulled away and smiled at him when
she felt him getting stiff against her leg. “Already?”
she asked. Ellis shrugged. That had never happened before. Meg smiled
and turned to grab another condom from the nightstand.
    “You sure?” he asked.
    She smiled and nodded.
    “I am especially curious about the consensual sexual slavery,”
she said with a smile. Ellis smiled and looked at her as he pulled
off the used rubber to roll on a new one. It may have been Steven’s
wedding but he was sure he was going to get more action that night
than the couple of the day.

Chapter 3
    For
most people, the ideal wedding night attire would have been some sexy
lingerie. Probably a black lacy number or a really sexy pair of bra
and panties. And even then, it would have probably been lace. Julie
sighed. Lace is a bit overrated, she thought as she looked at her
reflection and smiled. She thought she looked spectacular. She was in
a naughty policewoman costume that convinced her she was right to
pick this outfit over the naughty nurse for her wedding night. The
costume contained an extremely short dress that barely covered her
ass showing off the black thong she had on. The strapless quality was
just what she needed to add that extra oomph, exposing her beautiful
cleavage. She had coupled this with a black sleeveless jacket that
she chose not to zip up. After all, she didn’t want to cover up
all the nice stuff underneath. She straightened her hair and put on
an eight point billed capital before she applied a coat of midnight
berry lipstick. She smiled at her reflection again. If ever there was
a slutty… naughty (she corrected herself)…if ever there
was a naughty cop, it would have been her. Julie Miller-Davenport,
the slu-naughtiest cop on earth. She put on a pair of black peep toe
heels and took a long deep breath.
    “Baby,
you are killing me. Come out here already,” she heard Steven
through the door. A smile played on her lips as she opened the door.
She felt her heart skip a beat when she saw Steve sprawled on the bed
in nothing but his boxer shorts. The bulge in his pants almost
tripled in size when he saw her. She smiled even more broadly. He was
already nursing a raging hard on and she wasn’t even started.
“Whoa Officer,” Steven said as she slowly walked towards
him, her fur covered handcuffs
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