Bewitching the Reclusive Billionaire Cowboy by Paige Cameron

soaked up her touch, her fragrance, her exotic flavor. He couldn’t get enough of her. Sliding down, he took her breast inside his mouth and sucked.
    Her hands held his head against her chest as his tongue licked across her sensitive nipple. She reminded him of when he’d lain in a cherry tree and eaten the sun-ripened, sweet fruit. Warmth rushed through his veins, and her scent sent his desire into overdrive. He wanted to plunge into her pussy, but he had to take his time. She was small and needed to be ready before he entered her.
    Moving farther down, he blew kisses over her stomach, then ran his finger between her wet folds and sucked on her clit. She screamed and raised her body to meet his mouth.
    Graham tilted her hips where he could taste and lick her juices. “You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted,” he said and glanced up at her face. Desire flashed in her golden eyes.
    His tongue flicked into her pussy opening, and he rubbed her clit with his thumb.
    “Take me, please.”
    He rose up and positioned his cock at her opening. Gradually, he entered her. His hungry cock wanted to push in faster, but he kept a tight rein on himself and watched her face for signs of discomfort.
    “I’m not going to break.” Gina raised her lower body and pulled on his buttocks to move him forward.
    His control slipped. His cock sank deep inside her. The warmth of her body and the silkiness of her pussy had him gasping for breath and trembling inside.
    “Are you all right?” he managed to ask.
    “You’re big, and the fit is tight, but it feels incredible.”
    Slowly, he began to go in and out, setting a rhythm that she matched. His blood zinged through his veins, and spirals of pleasure rolled across him. When her pussy clenched and he felt the ripples of her inner walls against his cock, he moved quickly two more times. Then he heard her moan and say his name.
    His cock released immediately, and their orgasms shook them both. Graham rolled and lay panting, perspiration shining on his body and his chest heaving. He’d never experienced this level of satisfaction ever. He moved his head to glance at her petite body. Her porcelain skin glowed, her curls were damp from exertion, and her rounded, rose-tipped breasts moved up and down with her deep breaths.
    Graham feared he’d made a grave mistake. She might easily become much too important to him. He got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. A quick, cold shower and he’d go to work on his book. If only it was safe to take her home. The longer she stayed, the harder it would be to let her go, to turn his back and continue living as he had. Why did this happen? He was fine the way he was, and he didn’t need a woman to paint, and cook, and smile her way into his life.
    When he came out of the bathroom, the bed was empty. He walked to the side and picked up a pillow. Her scent clung to his linens. Tearing the bed apart, he carried the sheets and pillowcases to the washer and threw them in, then started the machine. He wouldn’t sleep a wink tonight if he didn’t get rid of her fragrance.
     
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    Gina left his bed and went to her room. She’d felt his withdrawal when he got up. What had she expected? He wasn’t going to admit he cared, not without a fight. Maybe he didn’t. She hadn’t had many boyfriends and had only been intimate twice. She didn’t know men like Sylvia did.
    When he’d slid into her it was the most incredible feeling. His hard cock filled her to the max and pulsed against her pussy’s inner walls.
    Euphoria had swept from her feet straight to the top of her head when her orgasm hit. Her other experiences had left her wondering if she was frigid or if all the talk about orgasms was highly overrated. She didn’t have to wonder anymore. It was wow and wow again.
    Today, she’d continue with her plan. She wanted a serious relationship with Graham, and she wasn’t giving up easily.
    In the kitchen, she found a bowl and poured in