Free Damien: Billionaire Bad Boy Romance by Ellen Harper Page B

gasped. She broke the kiss and arched her neck, throwing her head back and moaning loudly. It was the loudest sound I’d ever heard escape from her lips and hearing it turned me on more than I ever could have imagined. As I held her arms above her head, I used my free arm to grope her chest through her hideous clothing. Her breasts were taut and large and my cock throbbed with lust as I ran my hands over her skin. Audrey moaned. She closed her eyes and blindly pressed her face against mine, sucking on my lower lip and biting it gently with her teeth. Pleasure and desire swirled through my body as I led her over to the black leather couch and pushed her down. Audrey went flying through the air, landing on her back with her legs splayed. Eagerly, I dropped to my knees and crawled between her legs. Her crotch smelled amazing—like musk and strawberries—and my mouth watered as I reached under her sweater for the waistband of her baggy trousers.
     
    Audrey looked at me with a delicious, warm pink flush on her cheeks. “Damien,” she said softly. “Damien, what are you doing?”
     
    “I want to taste you,” I growled as I tugged the baggy fabric down Audrey’s slender hips and thighs. Underneath, she was incredibly creamy and pale. I watched her white thighs trembling before slapping them gently apart with one of my hands.
     
    “I want to pleasure you,” I growled. “I need you, Audrey. I need you now.”
     
    Audrey moaned as I slipped a finger inside the crotch of her white cotton panties. The material was soaked through with her arousal and the wet fabric slid along her body, causing her to cry out with pleasure as I tugged on her panties. She smelled incredible. I closed my eyes and inhaled, lowering my head to her inner thighs and licking the soft skin there. As good as Audrey’s pussy smelled, her skin tasted even better. I could practically taste the innocence there.
     
    With a growl, I grabbed the cotton fabric of her panties in both hands. Audrey gasped as I ripped them off her body and tossed the ruined fabric to the side. She was still wearing that hideous sweater but I eagerly pushed the material up to her collarbone, exposing her breasts, firmly secured in a white bra that looked like something a grandmother would wear.
     
    “This has to go,” I snarled, reaching in the back for the clasp. I unhooked it on the first try and ripped the material away from Audrey’s pale body. When she was practically naked in front of me, I growled with desire. Her perfect pale breasts were capped with big pink nipples and I shuddered as I rubbed my thumb over one of them, making it stand up in my hand.
     
    “Damien,” Audrey whimpered in ecstasy, arching her back and shoving her breasts forward into my face. “Damien, that feels so good!”
     
    “Good,” I growled. I moved from one breast to the other, crawling up on my knees and taking one of her succulent nipples into my mouth. “It better feel good.”
     
    Audrey let out a squeal of delight as I ran my tongue and teeth over her erect nipple. With my free hand, I traced light patterns between her thighs, alternating the pads of my fingers with my sharp nails. Audrey gasped and bucked her hips towards me. Her face was flushed with desire and she was panting eagerly. As I moved my hand closer to her pussy, she let out a delicious, low moan.
     
    “Touch me,” Audrey pleaded.
     
    I yanked my hand away. “You don’t get to tell me how to touch you,” I growled. “I do what I want, you understand? You’re mine, Audrey.”
     
    Audrey whimpered in response. Her whole body was trembling and I could see a little trail of moisture leaking out of her pussy. The sight was almost enough to make my cock explode in my pants, but I knew that I had to wait. I couldn’t fuck her, not just yet. I had to do something that would leave her wanting more.
     
    Without warning, I plunged two fingers inside the wetness of Audrey’s secret hole. She gasped as I began to