ROMANCE: Unexpected Love Series (Military Bad Boy Billionaire Pregnancy Romance) (Young Adult Alpha Taboo BBW Contemporary) by WANDA EDMOND
Authors: WANDA EDMOND
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the look on her face.
“My buddy came up with the name.” He shrugged and took her hand to lead her inside out of the summer heat.
Inside business was booming, with every chair filled with burly looking men and woman getting tattoos. His employees, other bikers from the area, looking up and gave a nod as they entered. The walls behind each chair were filled with mirrors and above hung drawings, most likely done by the tattoo artists themselves. It was quite an operation to have been started in such a short time and Monica could help but find herself impressed. Alex led her with a smile past the booths and into the back area, down a long hallway. He stopped at a closed door with his name on it, below the title owner was etched into a golden plaque. Inside the room was cool and dark. It was quaint, with a single wooden desk and two leather chairs, the walls filled with amazing artwork. Monica walked along, admiring the work as Alex followed her with his eyes.
“You like the work?” He grinned.
“Yeah I do actually,” She smiled politely back at him, “Your tattoo artists are very talented.”
“Oh these ones are mine.” He stated proudly.
Monica turned back towards him, her mouth gaping in surprise. There were many portraits lining the walls of dragons and elves, skulls and other varying types of sketches. She was amazed at Alex’s hidden talent for art. With a sigh she smiled at him, and couldn’t help but wonder if there was more to him that she knew. He motioned for her to have a seat and she reluctantly stepped forward, watching as his eyes savored her body. The heat was rising again in her body and she could feel her cheeks flushing crimson red. He needed her, and that need was clear in his eyes. She sat down and looked up at her handsome lover, looming over her as he sat perched on the edge of his desk. He leaned down so close that she could feel his hot breath on her cheek.
“So,” he whispered, “Am I forgiven for the lack of communication?”
Though her mind was calling out to resist, seeing him once again and now seeing what he had accomplished she could no longer fight the urge. She leaned up until her lips met his and planted a long, deep kiss on his soft skin. The familiar salty taste of his body came flooding into her senses and she let out a soft sigh. Like an addiction, she savoring the feeling of him that her body had been craving for months. With a moan he lifted her from the seat with his strong hands and sat her on the edge of his desk. His kisses became deeper, more filled with desire as his hands found their way under her tank top to her curvy breasts. Monica closed her eyes, allowing him to caress her nipples until they were hardening under his hungry touch. She titled her head back, her long brown hair flowing behind her. With a grasp of her hips, he tugged the jeans from her waist and allowed them to fall to the floor below the desk. He peeled the tank top from her shaking body, stepping back to admire her body a moment with a grin. She looked amazing, sitting there naked on his office desk. With a low growl he dove back towards her, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking until her breast was wet and tender. Monica gasped. He continued to kiss down between her breasts, while his hand found its way to her thighs, parting them slightly and gliding up towards her wet mound.
“I missed you,” He whispered hoarsely as his hand began to play with her quivering sex, sending shivers down her spin, “I missed the way you feel in my arms.”
Monica was helpless to resist him as she lay back onto the hard surface, naked and shaking with need. He removed his jeans wildly and allowed his erection to spring free from the material. Monica’s eyes widened, how she could have forgotten how large he was. He leaned in for another passionate kiss, then scooted her to the edge, allowing her legs to dangle freely off the sides. He grinned and pressed his
“My buddy came up with the name.” He shrugged and took her hand to lead her inside out of the summer heat.
Inside business was booming, with every chair filled with burly looking men and woman getting tattoos. His employees, other bikers from the area, looking up and gave a nod as they entered. The walls behind each chair were filled with mirrors and above hung drawings, most likely done by the tattoo artists themselves. It was quite an operation to have been started in such a short time and Monica could help but find herself impressed. Alex led her with a smile past the booths and into the back area, down a long hallway. He stopped at a closed door with his name on it, below the title owner was etched into a golden plaque. Inside the room was cool and dark. It was quaint, with a single wooden desk and two leather chairs, the walls filled with amazing artwork. Monica walked along, admiring the work as Alex followed her with his eyes.
“You like the work?” He grinned.
“Yeah I do actually,” She smiled politely back at him, “Your tattoo artists are very talented.”
“Oh these ones are mine.” He stated proudly.
Monica turned back towards him, her mouth gaping in surprise. There were many portraits lining the walls of dragons and elves, skulls and other varying types of sketches. She was amazed at Alex’s hidden talent for art. With a sigh she smiled at him, and couldn’t help but wonder if there was more to him that she knew. He motioned for her to have a seat and she reluctantly stepped forward, watching as his eyes savored her body. The heat was rising again in her body and she could feel her cheeks flushing crimson red. He needed her, and that need was clear in his eyes. She sat down and looked up at her handsome lover, looming over her as he sat perched on the edge of his desk. He leaned down so close that she could feel his hot breath on her cheek.
“So,” he whispered, “Am I forgiven for the lack of communication?”
Though her mind was calling out to resist, seeing him once again and now seeing what he had accomplished she could no longer fight the urge. She leaned up until her lips met his and planted a long, deep kiss on his soft skin. The familiar salty taste of his body came flooding into her senses and she let out a soft sigh. Like an addiction, she savoring the feeling of him that her body had been craving for months. With a moan he lifted her from the seat with his strong hands and sat her on the edge of his desk. His kisses became deeper, more filled with desire as his hands found their way under her tank top to her curvy breasts. Monica closed her eyes, allowing him to caress her nipples until they were hardening under his hungry touch. She titled her head back, her long brown hair flowing behind her. With a grasp of her hips, he tugged the jeans from her waist and allowed them to fall to the floor below the desk. He peeled the tank top from her shaking body, stepping back to admire her body a moment with a grin. She looked amazing, sitting there naked on his office desk. With a low growl he dove back towards her, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking until her breast was wet and tender. Monica gasped. He continued to kiss down between her breasts, while his hand found its way to her thighs, parting them slightly and gliding up towards her wet mound.
“I missed you,” He whispered hoarsely as his hand began to play with her quivering sex, sending shivers down her spin, “I missed the way you feel in my arms.”
Monica was helpless to resist him as she lay back onto the hard surface, naked and shaking with need. He removed his jeans wildly and allowed his erection to spring free from the material. Monica’s eyes widened, how she could have forgotten how large he was. He leaned in for another passionate kiss, then scooted her to the edge, allowing her legs to dangle freely off the sides. He grinned and pressed his
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