Free Hollywood Holden: Los Angeles Bad Boys by Frankie Love Page A

my waist as I take in the view.
    "That bed is way bigger than a king-size," I tell him, relishing in this moment where we’re pressed together, looking out at the crashing waves.
    "You scouted the room pretty damn fast, woman," he teases, nibbling my ear.
    I spin to face him, reaching for my side zipper.
    He shakes his head ever so slightly, and reaches for it himself. Slowly, he unhooks the top, then slides the zipper down slowly, his fingertips grazing my ribcage.
    I know that once the dress falls to the floor I’ll be bare before him, having taken Sami's advice on the underwear.
    My eyes close; his breath is so hot as he steps closer to me.
    "It's a custom bed, if that's what you are wondering."
    I can't help but reveal my insecurity. "For all the fucking that takes place here?" I dare to open my eyes, look at him.
    He feels the jab; I see it in his eyes. "Harsh, Bex."
    "Sorry."
    "Do you want me to apologize for the women in my past?"
    "How far past are you talking?"
    His fingers freeze. "I didn't sleep with anyone this week, if that's what you're asking."
    "That's some restraint, coming from you."
    "Do you wanna do this now?" he asks. My zipper is pulled down; one shimmy of my hips and the entire gown will fall to the floor. "Because, baby, you have a sharp edge coming out. I want to make sure you can handle the cut."
    "I'm baby to you now?"
    "If you want." He tugs on the dress, and the fabric drops.
    I'm naked before him, and I inhale, exposed.
    "You avoided the question, Bex." His eyes are still on my face, and I'm both grateful that he's not staring at my tits and uncomfortable for how visible I feel.
    "I don't want to fight right now,'" I say truthfully, knowing if we start that fight, this entire fantasy will end.
    Poof. Up in smoke.
    For now, I want to keep this precious flame alive.
    "Good. Then stop talking and let me fuck you."

Chapter Fifteen
    Holden
    S he stands before me , completely undressed, her tits so full, her nipples erect. I watch as she reaches for the pins in her hair, letting her hair down, shaking her head slowly as her tresses fall, her eyes filled with desire. For me.
    I won't waste this moment.
    I undress–tug off my tie, discard my shirt, drop my pants.
    My cock is fucking solid. I step toward her, my eyes on her perfect pussy, and take her hand, setting it on my rod, guiding her as she strokes me up and down, as if she’s practiced, but knowing she has only done this once before.
    I've been with enough women to know that there are the haves and the have nots when it comes to being good in the sack. Bex? She's a fucking natural.
    She wraps her soft-skinned hand around my length, moving with a gentle rhythm, licking her lips the whole time, as if whetting her appetite. I hope she's fucking starved for my cock.
    God knows I'm dying for a taste of her sweet pussy again.
    I kneel before her, my arms wrapping around her waist, squeezing her ass cheeks and easing her gap apart, kissing her mound. My tongue teases her folds, already hot as hell for her to warm up.
    But just one lick of her perfection and I know this girl is more than ready to enjoy herself.
    "You're so wet, baby."
    Her hands run through my hair, and she whimpers above me.
    Good. I'm gonna make this girl gush before the night is through. Pussy juice is going to coat my mouth, and I'm going to lick her little cunt until she's worn out.
    I stand, pick her up in my arms, and carry her to the bed. "Holden," she laughs. "You're gonna drop me."
    "Yeah, I am, right in the center of this bed."
    I set her down, spreading her knees, and press my mouth back against her pussy, wanting more of her, all of her. I lick her up and down, ass to clit, over and over, and her knees buckle ever so slightly, but I ease them back down." Relax, baby," I tell her. I like using that term of endearment, because I know how shitty I was to her for so fucking long, and now I just want to be good to her. Take care of her. Make her happy.
    Starting with her