What's Yours Is Mine: An Alpha Billionaire Romance (Cerise Preston Story Book 1) Read Free Page A

Gazing down at her thoughtfully, he mused, “I’ve never met anyone quite like you, I’m glad you joined our team.” He reached out to squeeze her shoulder. Ceri was astonished at the jolts of electricity that rocketed through her at his simple gesture and had to work hard to keep herself from gasping at the sensation. Electricity crackled between them and the air around them thickened with anticipation suddenly. Instead of dropping his hand from her shoulder, Blake caressed her arm through the silk of her blouse. Unable to stop herself, Cerise tentatively reached her hand up and trailed it lightly over the fine fabric covering his thickly muscled chest. His slight intake of breath inflamed her, causing her to move in closer.
    At the moment, all thoughts of Blake being her boss and having a wife escaped her and all she could think about was the full softness of his finely chiseled lips. Seeing her gaze directed at his mouth encouraged Blake to move his hand from her arm to the small of her back, drawing her in. Her body trembled a bit as a searing need awakened her senses. She could feel the heat of his breath at her temple and tilted her face toward his. It only took a heartbeat for Blake to incline his head toward her, possessing her mouth with a savage hunger that took them both by surprise. Ceri was overwhelmed by her fierce reaction to the feel of his lips on hers and pressed against him, feeling the evidence of his desire. Enthralled, Ceri’s body was enflamed, her panties instantly damp with the heat of her passion, nipples hardening beneath the expensive lace of her bra. Blake groaned against her mouth, taking one of her hands and pressing it firmly to his hardened cock. Her knees nearly buckled with longing. She hadn’t been with a man in a very long time, her career consuming her entirely. She reveled in his powerful form and wanted to possess him in a way that he’d never forget. Throwing caution to the wind, she groped him hungrily through the fine fabric of his Italian trousers, liking what she found there. 
    Wrenching her mouth from his, she pulled back slightly. “I want you,” she demanded his attention. “Right here, right now.”
    “Fuck yes!” Blake growled, taking her mouth again while simultaneously undoing the buttons of her silk blouse. The fine fabric hit the floor in a hurry, followed closely by her delicate lace bra. Her creamy mocha-colored skin radiated lust and Blake dropped his head down to take one of her taut nipples into his mouth, suckling hungrily. Pushing him away roughly, she yanked the ends of his tie apart, taking it off of his neck, and quickly undid the buttons of his expensive shirt, impressed by the sculpted torso beneath. Practically ripping his suitcoat and shirt from his shoulders, she reclaimed his mouth, grabbing handfuls of his thick blonde curls, yanking hard. Gritting his teeth, loving the pain, Blake reached around behind her and quickly undid the button and zipper of her entirely proper suit skirt, letting it slip down to the floor. His fingers quickly went to the drenched V of her lace panties, causing her to writhe against him. Taking her lips from his, she sank her teeth into his shoulder as he lightly ran a fingertip across her clit, driving her to a frenzied madness. She responded by yanking his belt out of the loops, popping the buttons off of his trousers in her haste, and pulling his zipper down with trembling hands.
    His throbbing cock sprang forth, bumping against the passion-heated skin of her lower belly. She emitted a low growl from her throat and grasped his thick shaft in one hand, feeling its pulsing heat. His sharp intake of breath encouraged her in her explorations and she dropped to her knees in front of him. Blake’s head dropped back with a guttural moan as she flicked the tip of her tongue against the ultra-sensitive head of his erection. Cupping his sensitive sac with one hand, she tickled the ridge of his manhood with her tongue, driving