Bad Moon (BBW Paranormal Romance) by Jackie Sexton

was responsible. I didn’t have
impulsive rebound sex.
    He carried me over to the bed, a determined
look in his eye as he laid me out on my back and stretched his body
over mine, stroking a hand against my cheek as his eyes bored into
mine.
    "You're incredible," he murmured. No man had
ever treated me like this, not even either of my exes. I tried to
steady the fluttering in my stomach, but to no avail.
    "You don't even know me," I said, searching
his eyes for whatever he saw in me.
    "I could just tell by looking at you. The way
you talk, how you look...you're perfect."
    "Shut up," I said, biting my bottom lip as a
bunch of nerves burst forth, questioning why I was laid out half
dressed before this gorgeous man.
    "Okay," he said, bringing his mouth over mine
and exploring every corner of it with his tongue. I forgot to
breathe as he kissed me furiously, and after several intense
moments I pulled back, gasping for breath. He moved his mouth down
my neck, giving me hot, wet kisses down to my breast. I shuddered,
completely consumed with desire. He moved his tongue over my left
nipple, moving in slow soft circles before sucking on it, bringing
his other hand to cup my right breasts, moving it tenderly between
his fingers.
    And let me tell you, if that had been all he
done that night, it might have been enough to sustain my sexual
appetite for the rest of my life. Or at least, that's how I felt
right then. I didn't realize he could take it to a whole other
level.
But he did. Oh by all that is holy, he did.
    He continued to move lower down my body,
pausing at the top of my hip, hovering his lips over them and
gracing my skin with his hot breath. My eyes snapped open in shock.
Was he really about to do what my own boyfriend complained about
doing?
    'Ex ,' I reminded
myself. And why shouldn't I expect this treatment? I closed my eyes
and braced myself, digging my nails into the plush mattress beneath
me, curling the sheets into my balled up hands.
    With a single stroke of his finger down
against the inside of my thigh, a hot rush exploded inside of me,
begging for more, stretching out to fill my entire body with the
ache. He moved his strong hands over the fabric of my underwear,
tugging it down over my thighs.
    "I want you," I managed between ragged gasps.
He responded with a delicious, gruff groan, and dropped his head to
meet my swollen nub of desire, enrapturing it with slow swivels of
his tongue.
    "Oh God!" I cried out, arching my back so
that I pressed hard against his wet mouth. I took a peek between my
legs, and his bobbing head only drove me wilder, forcing me to toss
my head back again and close my eyes as a fever consumed me.
    Then he ran a finger underneath my chin,
dancing along the slick folds with a dangerous suggestion.
    "Yes!" I called out, the only encouragement I
could manage before he plunged inside of me, filling my throbbing
chasm with a sharp thrust, forcing a gasp out of my trembling lips.
He pulled in and out, diligently matching the speed of his moving
hand with his mouth, offering me no hope.
    I was gone. Completely overtaken by a shock
of electricity, unrelenting and in complete control of all my
senses. Aamir had committed, and every muscle, every fiber of my
being, was pulsing with bliss, racing to the moment when they
hugged me with tremendous force, seizing me in nirvana, releasing
me only after I convulsed and begged for mercy.
    "Holy shit!" I cried out, too far gone to
hate myself for being so tacky as I came. I was kind of tipsy,
after all.
    Aamir looked up at me and grinned, crawling
up over my body to embrace me in a strong, warm hug, my tight
nipples thrilled at the touch of his smooth chest against them.
    "That was amazing," I panted, curling a hand
around the back of his neck.
    "That's just the beginning," he said,
twisting a piece of my chestnut hair around his finger. "But only
if I can get you to go on date with me."
    "Kind of hard to go on a date when you're on
tour."
    "Come with me," he