The Billionaire and the Con Artist: A Bad Boy Romance (Bad Girls Series Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

for him—and I don’t even know his name!
    All I know is that I need this man inside me. Forget everything else.
    I wrap my arms around him, pulling his head closer to me as I kiss him back just as hungrily.
    He picks me up and takes me to the bed, and in record time, he has shed his own clothes, distracting me briefly with his sinewy body.
    Christ, I didn’t imagine how much hotter he would be like this—his tanned sculpted shoulders, strong wide chest and rippling abs, the giant raging cock above powerful thighs.
    A wave of fear suddenly passes over me, catching me off guard.
    What the hell was that about? Guys like him don’t scare me.
    There’s no risk here—what we’re about to do is purely physical.
    I figure it’s just because it’s been a while, and I’m probably doubting a cock that size can push inside me without hurting me.
    Then again, I’m about as wet as can be.
    He covers my body with his, and his mouth tastes my neck, making me emit a moan as he teases the sensitive flesh.
    He continues nibbling and tasting my body, his mouth moving from my neck to my shoulders while his hard, muscled body hovers above me, his cock a tease just hanging out there when all I want is for it to sink into me.
    What he’s doing feels good—too good—and I just want us to get on with it, dive into the basics.
    All this slow tasting and teasing feels far too intimate.
    It gives me time to appreciate too many parts of him—the softness of his lips, the warmth and strength in his touch. I notice his thick, wavy brown hair I can’t help but run my hand through.
    I’m dripping in anticipation as his cock hovers above my heated, slick mound, threatening invasion while he gets to know my body with his lips and tongue.
    “I can smell your arousal,” he says hoarsely. “I know you’re soaking wet for me.”
    His fingers slide over my heated core, making me twitch at the electric sensations from his light, grazing touch.
    It’s almost too much for me.
    Then he starts exploring me there, slipping one finger inside me, letting out a deep groan as he invades my slick, heated core with his long, hard digits.
    He slides his finger in and out, curling it every now and then and taking me closer to snatching his head bald as my grip tightens on his hair.
    “I can definitely feel your arousal too,” he says almost mockingly. “Your pussy’s squeezing my finger, pulsing against it. You feel so tight. You’re not a virgin, are you?”
    None of your business, pal.
    But I know it’s rhetorical anyway so I don’t say anything, waiting for him to give me what I want.
    Please just push it in. Just push your cock in my dripping wet…
    “My cock wants in there so badly—but not before I taste you,” he says, then before I can think or say or do anything, his mouth has captured my cleft, making me arch my back and cry out loudly in surprise and pleasure.
    My brain shorts and I start to see white spots.
    Soon, I’m just a writhing, bucking mass of reaction to his warm, slithering tongue.
    I become dimly aware of him lining up the head of his cock with my begging entrance and become fully aware again once he starts pushing it inside me.
    He shoves it all the way in so that we’re practically pelvis to pelvis before he starts pulling it out and slamming it back into me with delicious rhythm.
    His hard, thick cock slides against my hungry walls in delicious massage, reaching parts of me that will rocket me into orgasm soon as he plows into me.
    I try not to look into his eyes as I pant and whimper while he drives his huge cock in and out of my warm, wet canal.
    He surprises me with a gentle brush of his thumb on my sensitive nub, and all hopes of holding out longer fly out the window as he takes me to clitoral orgasm, then makes me come again the same time he does from deep inside as he fucks me harder and faster.
    I moan loudly as our bodies contract against each other, the stranger sunk balls-deep in me as he comes with a deep,