Bought by the Billionbear(9)



Then he unzipped her dress, down to her waist. It had a built-in bra, so her breasts fell free.

“You have the most beautiful breasts,” he said. “Like pearl and roses.”

Then he unzipped the dress the rest of the way, and lifted her so she could slide out of it. Owen rolled off her panties too, leaving her naked under his hot gaze.

Instinctively, Raina started to flinch away. But Owen caught her face in his hands and made her meet his eyes. “You’re gorgeous. You have the most beautiful, sexy body I’ve ever seen. God, I want to f*ck you!”

His words made her smile and relax. She didn’t quite believe that she was beautiful. But she believed that he believed it. And she definitely believed that he wanted to f*ck her.

Owen cupped her breasts in his huge hands, caressing them with a hungry look in his eyes. He slid his thumbs over her nipples, making her gasp and arch her back at the intense pleasure of his touch. When he rubbed them between thumb and forefinger, they stiffened, responding to him.

And then she cried out aloud when he closed his mouth over her nipples, sucking and nibbling and licking. The wet heat of his mouth seemed to be all over her body. She’d never gotten so much pleasure out of her breasts, or even known that she could. When Owen was licking at her nipples, they felt almost as sensitive as her clit.

Raina had never been so turned on before. It wasn’t just that Owen was so handsome and had such a great body, it was that he was so into her— as much as she was into him. It made her so hot and wet, she could hardly stand it. And all he’d touched was her breasts.

Her pleasure built and built until she wondered if it was possible to come just from having her breasts touched. She didn’t want it to stop, but she wanted more, too. Finally she couldn’t stand it any more.

“Owen, I have to have you inside me,” she gasped. “Now, Owen. Fuck me now!”

“Yes,” he growled. “I will!”

He stripped off his shirt, and Raina admired his body. He looked like a professional athlete, he was so fit and muscular. Then he took off his shoes, and then his pants and boxers. His legs were just as strong-looking and big as the rest of them, but they weren’t what caught Raina’s attention.

His cock was hugely erect, pressing against his belly. Raina stared at its length, its width, its swollen head, uncertain whether to be excited or scared. Then both feelings came together in a thrill that made her head spin.

Owen took a condom from his wallet and put it on, his fingers rolling it carefully over his great shaft.

Size XXL, Raina thought. With an inner giggle, she wondered if, like his clothes, the condoms had to be custom made for him.

She bit her lip with nervous anticipation, waiting for him to plunge into her. But instead he leaned over and kissed her. She could feel the heat rising off his body, as well as the heat and lingering sweetness of his mouth.

Then he slowly pushed into her. She was so wet and ready, he easily slid in. But she couldn’t help a gasp as he penetrated her, both from his size and the sense of fulfillment.

“I love having you inside me,” Raina whispered.

She felt stretched and filled, but not in a painful way. The pleasure of having him inside her was mind-blowing, and so was the intimacy. She felt closer to Owen than she had ever felt to any man.

“You feel incredible,” Owen said. “Like wet velvet.”

Owen reached down and rubbed her clit as he began to thrust inside her. The combination of feelings, his slow strokes in and out of her sopping *, and the tantalizing caresses on her clit, sent wave after wave of tingling bliss through her. Her heart was pounding so fast, it felt like a humming car engine. She was overwhelmed both with sensation and with love.

Owen’s thrusts became faster, harder. She could hear his roughening breathing, and feel the slickness of his sweat as their bodies pressed together. Raina could even feel his heart beating, matching her own. She rode the wave of her pleasure until it broke over her, washing her away into a bottomless sea of bliss.


Raina heard herself scream as she came, helpless to stop herself. Owen kissed her harder and thrust once, twice, and then growled his own climax. Even through the condom, she felt the spurt of his hot seed.

Then they both lay relaxed on the sofa, warm and comfortable and close. Owen kissed her, and she ran her fingers through his dark hair. It occurred to Raina that they couldn’t fall asleep on his office couch, but she was too happy and lazy to say anything. And then she fell asleep.





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Owen woke before Raina. He leaned on one elbow and looked down at her as she slept in peaceful content.

She lay naked on the sofa, the luscious curves of her body displayed like a diamond necklace in a velvet box. Raina’s face was relaxed in sleep, her plump lips slightly parted. She was more beautiful than ever. Her curling hair was spread out in a pretty disarray, making him long to run his fingers through it. Her nipples were rose-pink against the ivory mounds of her breasts. Her soft thighs were slightly parted, letting him see a tiny bit of pink between her legs. Just looking at her was making him hard.

My mate. He could hardly believe that he’d found her. But their explosive sexual connection had sure as hell been real. In the seemingly shy Raina, he’d found a passion and a wildness to match his own.

She stirred, then opened her eyes. He was once again struck by their beauty, a rich brown like the trunk of an oak tree.

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