Free Her Guardian Billionaire (Forbidden First Time Romance) by Belle Chastain Page B

down her side, he broke their kiss and grabbed her shirt, pulling it up and over her head. “So tell me, what do you want, Anna?”
    “I want you.”
    “How?”
    “Any way you want to have me.”
    He almost growled in response. He loved her feisty, fireball nature when they weren’t in bed, but he loved this side of her even more. “Good. Because I know just what to do.”
    In an instant, he unbuttoned her jeans, yanking them down her body before tossing them onto the floor. Her bra and panties came next.
    “God, I love your body.” He ran his hands up her legs, over her silky thighs and past her waist, pausing to fondle her breasts. He’d never get enough of how her nipples pebbled with a single swipe of his thumb, how she arched her back to give him more, how she mewled like a kitten when he stroked her.
    Pulling back, he slipped off the bed and she rose up with him, reaching out in protest. “No. Stay there and don’t move.”
    Anna fell back onto the bed and nodded. James padded over to the wardrobe, opened it up, pulled out a length of smooth, black rope, and closed the doors. Making his way over to the bed, he looked down at Anna and smiled. “Give me your hands, wrists together.”
    Her hands jutted out, wrist mashed against wrist as she bit her lip.
    “Are you nervous?”
    “No. Excited.” Her eyes ran up his body and as they met his, they sparkled.
    With gentle pressure, James tied the rope around her wrists, securing the knots before guiding her back onto the bed. After looping the excess around the headboard, he climbed on top of the bed and positioned her body—arms up over her head, knees bent, pussy open and waiting. Mmm. So nice .
    Straddling her body, he affixed the rope to the headboard and gave it a tug. Nice and tight. Excellent . “I’d thought about more—maybe a bar between your legs, some mild spanking. But not tonight. Tonight is all about you, Anna.”
    She nodded and licked her lip and James inhaled through his nose. His cock already strained against his jeans and he hadn’t even made her come. He needed to fix that immediately.
    He slid off of her and walked around to the foot of the bed, grasping her knees in his hands as he pushed her legs apart. “I’m going to fuck you tonight, my dear. Take your virginity and make you a woman.”
    “Yes, oh, please yes.” Anna panted out the words, her pussy clenching in expectation as she talked.
    “But first, I want you coming all over my face. I want you begging me to take you.”
    He leaned over and blew a hot stream of air across her folds and she cried out, her hips rocking up to catch his breath. Sliding his hands down her thighs, he massaged her eager skin, rubbing and stroking and making her moan, before reaching out and licking her clit.
    She cried out at the first swipe of his tongue, panting and moaning as he pinned her legs down with his hands. He lapped at her clit, swirling his tongue up and around, flicking the little nub back and forth until she thrashed beneath him. She tugged on the rope, thrusting her pussy up into his face as she groaned over and over.
    He’d never get sick of her pleasure, of how she lost all control beneath him, giving in to all the feelings whooshing through her body. Wrapping his lips around her clit, he suckled and she screamed, the orgasm hitting hard and fast as he refused to let go.
    She panted and moaned, riding out the pleasure, and he let go of one her legs, probing her entrance with his fingers before slipping two inside. Anna convulsed on the mattress, hands jerking at the rope, head whipping up, eyes popping open to stare at him. She could beg him to stop, but unless she said the word, he was bringing her over the edge again.
    As she stilled, he hovered above her bare mound, drawing it out, prolonging her agony. Until he licked again. Shock waves rippled through her body as her muscles clamped around his fingers. Her eyes widened, her mouth opened and he curled his fingers. “Come for