Free His Big Reveal: An Interracial BWWM Billionaire Romance (BWWM Alpha Males) by Dina Marie

swirled into his nostrils and lodged itself in his brain. Never to be forgotten. He inhaled until her scent mingled with every atom that made him a man, a shifter, and she was now a part of him too. “You smell good enough to eat,” he whispered in her ear low and seductive.
    Sascha stiffened briefly before her brain recognized the scent and the low timber of that voice. His warm breath washed over her making her stomach muscles tighten, her nipples harden. Slowly holding on to the edge of the bar she turned, a heated smile splitting her face. “Tell me more.” She hadn’t flirted with a man in ages but there was something about Grey Maxwell that made her lady bits stand up and take notice. She gasped when he leaned in, his strong arms bracketing her body within his warm protection.
    His lips brushed against her ear as he spoke. “First I would peel your fine ass out of this dress so my tongue could caress every inch it touched. Then I would wrap my tongue around those plump nipples and suck and bite and tease until you were begging for my cock, begging me to let you come.”
    “Ho-ly shit.”
    Two heads turned simultaneously at the breathy shocked words of the woman in pink. “Charley this is Grey, Grey this is my closest friend Charley.”
    Charley’s face flushed a nice shade of pink when he flashed that dimpled smile guaranteed to dampen panties of young and old alike within seconds. “Nice to meet you.”
    She stared for another minute before turning to her friend. “This tall slab of delicious is Grey?” At her friends nod she fanned herself. “In that case I’ll just get out of your way. I see an Eric Northman lookalike in the corner I’d like to ride. You’ll make sure she gets home?” Grey nodded, amusement in his eyes and she finger waved her goodbye.
    “Your friend is quite a character.”
    “You have no idea.” She often wished she had a fraction of Charley’s charisma and bravery. If she were Charley they’d probably be on their way to his place by now. Now that was a thought to consider. Research Sascha, remember your research.
    “Now where were we?” Before she could form a witty answer, she felt nothing but the heat of his body so close it almost burned. She heard that low growl that told her he was turned on and moments later felt his tongue swipe from her collarbone up to her ear lobe. A breathy moan escaped her mouth and his hands tightened on her hips.
    “You are fucking sexy Sascha, you know that?”
    She shook her head at his words, feeling sexy and bold. “No but I do know something.” She licked her plump bottom lip, drawing his attention there before sinking her teeth into it.
    “What?” His words were like a low roar.
    “You look good enough to eat too.” This time the growl that came from him made her pussy clench and caught the attention of a few other clubbers. His gaze never left her mouth. He leaned closer and closer until he was close enough to lick her bottom lip, her top lip until she opened up and let him explore the depths of her mouth. She fisted his shirt, not to get closer but to avoid falling off the bench because damn, that kiss had her on the verge of an orgasm. And Grey didn’t let up. His tongue touched and tasted every inch of her mouth and her lips while his hands held her tight, kept her tethered to earth while his mouth was sweet enough to send her floating to the stars. She broke the connection to catch her breath. And to avoid coming on a bar stood surrounded by people. “Wow Grey. You sure know your away around a pair of lips.”
    His smile was predatory as he tugged her off the stool and flush up against his hard muscles and stiff cock. “You ain’t seen nothing yet baby.”
    “Where are we going?”
    He pointed up to the glass walls on the second floor. “We have a private room up there. To talk.”
    Her shoulders sagged. “We?”
    He nodded. “You knew Sloan was here.” She groaned and he laughed. “He’s not so bad, just a little