Farewell to Lust (Falling for the Billionaire #3) Read Free Page A

and then she stood before Bradley fully naked.  She touched her chest,
cupped her breasts, and let her fingers graze by her smooth skin, and then
stood there, arms at her sides, waiting for Bradley’s command.
    “Come here,” he said.
    His hands touched her arms and then
around to her back.  He pulled her in for a tight embrace that last only a few
seconds before he started to kiss her.  Starting at her neck, the tip of his
tongue was like a razor, moving across her neck and back.  The second time
across, he came up, moving over her chin and finally to her lips.  Becky closed
her mouth on his tongue and hurried to engage in a kiss.  Bradley slid one of
his hands up to the back of Becky’s head and he held her, taking over the
kiss.  His tongue was in control and Becky followed his lead.  There was
something very hot about being naked, having Bradley fully clothed, and just
kissing.
    The kiss lasted a minute or so
before Bradley broke the kiss, took a step back, and began to kiss down her
body.  He made it to her chest, one of his hands cupping one of her breasts,
his tongue leading down to her erect nipple.  He flicked her, ran his teeth
along her sensitive skin, and then kissed her nipple. 
    She moaned as he groaned and a
second later, the switch was flipped in Bradley’s mind as he pulled Becky close
and lifted her. 
    Becky let out a cry as Bradley
hurried her to the bed.  She wrapped her bare legs around him and started to
grind herself, wanting him to feel her warmth and wetness.  She could help him,
satisfy him, give him everything he wanted and needed.
    He dropped her to the bed and
climbed on the bed, picking up right where he left off.  Wearing a buttoned
down shirt and a tie, Bradley’s tie touched Becky’s stomach, tickling her.  She
started to breath heavily, fighting the urge to giggle as the ticklish feeling
started to mix with the pleasure as Bradley’s tongue switched between her
breasts. 
    She didn’t just kiss her, he tasted
her.
    His licks were deep and flat and,
slowly, he started to move down on Becky again.  His hands went for her
breasts, holding them in his strong hands as he got to his knees between her
legs again.  Becky opened her legs and brought her feet to the bed.  She had
never been so exposed and open for a man before, and not just in a physical
sense. 
    Bradley was as aggressive as the
night before, his tongue going straight to work.  The tip of his tongue began
at her smooth skin and came down, the first stop pleasuring her sensitive
clitoris.  He rolled his tongue along it, sometimes gentle, sometimes rough. 
The constant change made the pleasure intensify within Becky. 
    He focused on her clitoris, leaving
the rest of Becky’s slit aching for his tongue.  She began to thrust at him,
her hands clawing at the silky sheets.  Her heels were planted on the bed and
she lifted herself. 
    Bradley refused to move, staying at
her most sensitive spot between her legs.  As his licks grew faster and his
tongue pressed harder, Becky realized that he was going to make her climax with
his mouth.  She started to lose herself into her body and Bradley’s flicking
tongue.  She could feel the deep pleasure mounting and as she rocked her hips
up and down, trying to go with Bradley’s motion, she felt herself reaching
climax.  Bradley was so eager to taste Becky, his lips kissing her sweet
tasting skin, his tongue cutting everywhere all the time, non-stop, it left
Becky with her back arched, her eyes closed, and her body starting to shake. 
    Bradley’s hands gripped her breasts
tighter.  He pulled away from her sex for a moment to say one thing.
    “Yes, Becky,” he whispered.  “Come…
I demand you to come…”
    Becky cried out and thrust herself
hard, just in time for Bradley’s tongue to return to her throbbing clitoris. 
With just a few more hard flicks of his tongue, Becky’s entire body tightened
as her orgasm raged.  Then, suddenty, Bradley then slid