Free Seduced By The Bad Boy Sheikh: A Royal Billionaire Bad Boy Romance by Sarah Croix Page A

actually know if I was ready, but I needed it desperately.
    He reached for his bedside drawer and opened the first drawer, grabbing a condom wrapper. Without taking his eyes off me, he opened it and unrolled the condom over his cock with both hands as I marvelled at the size of it.
    Leaning into me with his whole body, I felt the tip of his cock brush against my pussy. Soft and careful, he held his position there until I couldn’t take it anymore - I thrust my hips towards him, my pussy lips parting and engulfing his tip. I bit my lower lip, expecting pain at any minute, but it didn’t come. Only when he pressed his mouth against mine, thrusting his cock deep inside of me did I feel it - it was like a shock that bit at my muscles, making me clench my buttocks. But in an instant it was gone. In a way, it was almost pleasurable.
    After that swift stab of pain, there was nothing but ecstasy for me. As I felt him slid in and out, his thickness straining and pushing against my inner walls, I was in a place so perfect and dream-like I wasn’t even sure if whatever was happening was real. It was too perfect to be real.
    I noticed him looking at me, eager to know if I was alright. I responded in the best way I could, with a deep moan that climbed up my throat and cascaded down my lips with the ferocity a wild animal. How could it be any other way? His cock inside of me felt like completion, vindicating all that time I had spent not caring about fucking other men. And I had been right, because how could any man in the world be more perfect than Aziz? It was utter madness to think it was possible.
    He went in and out softly, my legs wrapped around his back and pulling him inside me. My eyes were closed, my mind only capable of processing the gentle thrusts of his cock as if there was nothing else in the world but it. And, as far as I was concerned, there wasn’t.
    His body rocked against mine, the most delicious ebb and flow of bodies taking over until I couldn’t resist it anymore. The muscles in my legs made me tighten them around his back like a vice and, with both hands grabbing at his hair, I swayed my hips from side to side uncontrollably as mind-numbing electricity took my body by assault. I shook and I moaned, something primal taking control of me. It was new and it was wonderful. How was it possible that I had lived more than two decades of my life without knowing there was something so wonderfully delicious in the universe?
    I breathed out loudly, collapsing on top of the mattress as he stopped moving and slid out of me carefully. If sex was this good, I wanted to do it every waking hour for the rest of my life - forget about my studies or work, all I wanted was to feel Aziz inside of me.
    “It… was perfect,” I said, my eyes still closed. I felt him by my side, his mouth against my ear.
    “That…” he whispered, “was just an appetizer.”
    I shuddered, swallowing down the avalanche of rambling thoughts that filled my mind. An appetizer? How could that only be an appetizer? He responded by laying his open hand over my pussy, parting its lips with two fingers and caressing my clit with his thumb. My body shook as if I had been electrified, the slow and precise movement of his fingers making my body buzz in excitement. When he slid one of his fingers deep inside me, I wanted nothing more than to see why he had called my first time just an appetizer.
    My arm shot out by instinct, my fingers brushing down his firm and perfectly carved abs. Down I went until I found his cock; I curled my fingers around his length, feeling my own wetness on it, and started stroking him wildly as he kept on thrusting his fingers inside me. I was completely out of control, and there was no better thing than it.
    He slid down the mattress and, resting his hands on both my knees, parted my legs and nestled himself there. I could feel his face dangerously close to my pussy, and I felt a tinge of shame feeling him so close to my intimate