Her Sweet Liberation: Billionaire Secrets - Book Six Read Online Free PDF

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    "That’s my job Hargrave." She grabbed the top of his pants with one hand and cupped him aggressively with the other. The strength of his hard on was shocking. She watched his eyes roll back in his head and every muscle in his strong body go taut as her hand sized up his package.
    "Come on big boy. Lie down for me and let's uncage this beast."
    "No way." He gasped. "You lie down. I want you naked. Now."
    She squeezed gently and rubbed her hand against the pulsating rod of steel strapped down against his left thigh.
    "On your back big man, so this little girl can give you the time of your life."
    He put his hands to her wrists to force them away.
    "I don't do guy underneath. Now you owe me baby. Lie down. Get naked and don’t move a goddamn muscle until I tell you to."
    Her hands didn’t move. Jesus they were almost there. But was he serious?
    "You don't do 'guy underneath'?" She said.
    He reached his arm around her waist and pulled her against him. He groaned as he felt her soft naked ass under his hand, her abdomen against his near ready to explode cock.
    "That's right. Had a bad experience once. Now don't argue. Lie down and get ready to be fucked out of this world."
    "Dale, I don’t do 'girl underneath', not since--"
    "Are you kidding me?"
    This was a revelation. Maybe things were beginning to make sense now. His wild attraction to Lindsay had been unusually powerful, even for him and maybe this was the reason for it; a common experience, a shared fear.
    "I'll do anything you want me to Dale, just not that. No way."
    He lowered his mouth to her ear. He understood her now, he was sure of it, and he knew exactly what to do.
    "It's not up for discussion baby. You've had me out of my mind for months, screwing with my head, recording our conversations, telling lies about me to that creep Marco and now you have your sexy voice in my ear and your hand between my legs."
    He stared into her eyes. She knew he had a point. She had been the bitch to end all bitches with him and now she owed him.
    But what he was asking, as simple as it sounded, was something she just couldn't do.
    "I just saved your ass from the Russian mob Lindsay," he continued, "and now I want that ass. That ass is mine. All mine. It's time to give it up."
    "Dale, it's just… it was my first time. It was terrible. He just… we were just kids, he didn't force me but it was pressure, crazy teen prom night pressure. Ever since then I just can’t do it that way."
    Dale didn't say a word as he effortlessly raised her up and then laid back down o the bed again.
    "Dale, please, don’t ruin this."
    "I'm not some teenage punk Lindsay." He began to place slow, lingering, exhilarating kisses onto her neck and shoulders. "This is for keeps baby. I want you in my world and I don’t care what I have to do to get you there."
    "Then lie down for me. Please Dale. Just lie down."
    "I'm doing this for you baby. You need this. I'm going to take care of you now." His kisses went lower and she could feel herself begin to move inside again, responding to his heat and his desire. Maybe she could she do this? Maybe he was the one who could erase that awful memory from her mind and from her body - rebuild and make her whole again.
    "I'm going to take care of you and Nena, both of you, forever. You don’t have to worry about a thing ever again."
    He was unbuttoning her shirt  now, slowly unwrapping the gift of her body and it felt so damn good to her.
    He slid his hand down between her legs and gripped her, forcing her thighs first to close around his strong hand but then to open wide again a moment later, instinctively, allowing him to slide one long, expert finger deep inside.
    She moaned and arched her back. Another gift. The sight of her body curving upwards was almost unbearable for him. Would he be able to hold on long enough? He had never failed before, but this was heat like he had never experienced before. Was this what fucking was like when you loved someone? If