Be My Princess: A Billionaire and Virgin Romance

by Lauren Wood

  His hands dropped from her face, but rather than stopping her, he cupped her breasts and rubbed his thumb over the material of her bra. “I’ve been picturing these swinging over me as you ride me,” he said in a thick voice. She leaned back and he nuzzled her cleavage. “Tell me what you like. Do you want me to touch them? Lick them? Nibble on them?”

  She tensed as he unsnapped her bra and supported her as he slowly slid it down her arms. Free, they sung low, and he moaned as he cupped on in his hands. He stroked a thump over one nipple, and she gasped as it immediately tightened.

  A slow smile curved across his face. “You like that, don’t you?”

  Her nipples had always been sensitive, and most men just pinched at them roughly. But Max was taking his time. He teased them until they were tight points, and then he leaned down and ran a wet tongue across them. Warmth spread through her, and she moaned.

  “You like that too, don’t you baby?” he whispered as he did it again.

  She nodded her head, but he wasn’t looking. He swirled his tongue over, loving her, worshipping her, and she knew he could feel her wetness below. He raked his teeth lightly over her, and she cried out.

  “Damn Cassie,” he murmured. “I bet I could make you come just from this.”

  She had no doubt that he could, but she wasn’t patient enough to find out. She pushed him down and slid her hips over him. “Enough. You still have entirely too many clothes on.”

  He pushed his hips up and ground himself against her. “Feel free to rectify the situation,” he said with a smirk.

  Cassie leaned over and pulled at his bottom lip with her teeth. “I think I’ll do just that,” she whispered, and she slid down his body.

  Max felt the tug of his pants, and he cocked his head forward to watch. She made eye contact, and she stared at him while she slowly slipped the button out of its loop. There was something so erotic about that half smile on her face, but then she dipped her head.

  God was she? Yes. She lowered the zipper of her pants with her teeth, and he inhaled sharply as her nose brushed along his boxers.

  “Damn,” he whispered.

  He watched as she wiggled her ass in the air, and when the zipper was down, she looked up and grin. “Liked that, didn’t you?” she said mockingly. He lifted his hips, and she slid his pants down the rest of the way. Before he could react, she hooked her fingers under the waistband of his boxers and slid those down to. He sprung up, rock hard and in desperate need of attention.

  She wasted no time.

  As she crawled back up to him, she ran her hands on the inner parts of his thighs and slid her tongue up his base. His hips jumped involuntarily, and his breath escaped him. Christ. His body was on edge from the way he’d teased her, and if he didn’t stop her, it would be over before it began.

  “Cassie,” he moaned as she wrapped her lips around him and slid down. He was big, and most women had to stop halfway down, but Cassie was something special. He cried out as he felt her throat muscles relax, and she practically slid all the way down. He hit the back of her throat and moaned. “Fuck, baby, you’ve got to stop,” he panted.

  He wrapped his hands in her dark hair as she pulled back up, and while he meant to force her off his cock, he couldn’t help but thrust his hips just a few times. She moaned, and it was nearly his undoing.

  The woman clearly loved to suck cock.

  Gritting his teeth, he managed to regain his senses and tug on her air until he fell out of her mouth. Before she could saw anything, he hauled her up and flipped her over. “Keep pulling tricks like that out of your hat, and it’s going to be over before you know it,” he grunted.

  He pushed at the under side of her knees while he settled in between her legs, and she grinned, straightened, her legs and pulled them all the way up.

  Flexible. Max moaned. The damn woman was flexible. He was going to lose all control.

  He slid a finger inside her, pulled it out, and tasted her. Her mouth dropped open as she watched him slide the finger inside his mouth. “Sweet,” he muttered. Wanting more, he dropped down and slowly licked her slip.

  “Max,” she cried out. “I thought you were going to…” her voice trailed off as he circled his tongue around her clit.

  “All in good time,” he murmured. “I feel like I’ve been waiting for a lifetime for this, and I don’t want to rush it. I want to do everything I dreamed about last night.”

  “What…” she moaned as he buried his tongue inside her. God, he loved the way her legs were shaking. “What else did you dream about?”

  He smiled. He’d dreamed about having her straddling him and riding. He dreamed about having her bent over a kitchen table. He’d dreamed about tying her to the bed and blindfolding her, and, just now, he was picturing how she’d look under the flow of the showerhead as he pressed her up against the shower and made her scream.

  “We’ll get to that,” he promised as he went back to loving her.

  She panted and moaned, and when he added a couple of fingers, she stopped breathing altogether. When he finally stopped teasing her and started running his tongue over her with determination, she squeezed his head between her legs and squealed as the orgasm rocked through her.

  God, he couldn’t take anymore. She barely opened her eyes when he was nudging at her entrance with her erection. “I wanted to give you more time,” he muttered as he tried to still himself. “I should give you more time.”

  She planted her feet on the floor and lifted her hips to take more of him in, and as he slid the first few inches in her warmth, he couldn’t control himself anymore. With a shout, he drove himself home.

  Cassie arched her back as he stretched her. “Yes,” she hissed. “God, yes.” He leaned over her and pumped his hips just a little, and her eyes widened. “There’s more?”

  He laughed shortly. “Yes, but I won’t give you more than you can take,” he muttered. She could see the veins in his neck strain as he tried to control himself.

  She drew her legs up, and he settled even deeper. “More,” she said hungrily. “I want more.”

  He moaned and slid just a little more in. Her eyes popped open as she tried to adjust herself. She’d never had anyone reach that deeply, and she’d never imagined that it could feel like that. He satisfied a deep ache that she didn’t even know existed. The more he threatened the scratch, he more she itched. “Fuck,” she whimpered. “Can you give me more?”

  He closed his eyes and finally sank all the way in. She immediately scissored her legs around him. “Don’t move,” she ordered. She wiggled her hips around in delight. “Max. That’s so good. Right there. That’s my new spot. That’s it.”

  He grunted. “Cassie, I love that you want to play, but I’m about to lose my mind here.”

  She licked her lips in anticipation. With a wicked grin, she managed to pulse her muscles around him, and he lost it. At the first full thrust of his hips, she knew that playtime was over.

  He slid all the way in and hit that spot that made her toes curls. Slow at first, and then faster, and soon she was digging her nails into him. As pleasure coursed through her in waves, she could barely hang on.

  “Don’t stop,” she cried out. She knocked her head on the floor and tried to keep up. He grabbed her legs and pulled them up. Balancing himself on his arms, he pumped faster, and she moaned. “Oh God. I think I’m going to die.”

  “Look at me,” he demanded. “I want to hear you scream my name when you come.”

  She locked eyes with him, and as he buried himself in her, she could take no more. “Max,” she panted. “Max. MAX!” She convulsed around him and gripped his hips.

  He dropped to rest his forehead on hers. “Mine,” he roared, and slid in as far as he could go before he emptied himself inside her. For just a moment, she saw the lion come out and join them.

  She dropped her legs, limp, and he rolled them over so she could rest on him.

  “Can’t do anymore,” she whispered.

  H
e chuckled. “I’d need a few minutes anyways.” He paused. “I own a woodworking business. I make furniture and cabinets and such.”

  She stilled. She usually hated when the guy got personal afterwards, but she knew that fighting it was futile. He tensed under her, waiting for her response. Even if she wanted to get up and walk away, her legs wouldn’t let her.

  “I’m a reporter. But I guess you already knew that,” she muttered as she nuzzled her face in the crook of his neck. He relaxed.

  “I still have both my parents. I have three sisters, and I’m the alpha of the local pride.”

  She propped her head on his shoulder and shuddered as he stroked a finger down her back. How was it that she was still responding to him? “I have an overbearing mother and no siblings.”

  “My favorite color is blue, I like classical music, and I try to spend as much time outdoor as possible.”

  She wrinkled her nose. “Black. Hard rock. And I’m a big fan of central heating and air conditioning.”

  “Action movies, football, and red meat.”

  She smiled. “Action movies, football, and red meat,” she echoed.

  “At least three kids.”

  She bit her lip. “In the future?”

  “Whenever you’re ready.”

  She wiggled on top of him. “Practice first, and then I think three kids might be in your future.”

  “And a wedding. I’m a traditional man.”

  She raised her eyebrows. This was getting serious quick, but what did she expect? There was no skirting around the truth. She belonged to him. And he belonged to her.”

  “Fall. I like the colors better,” she said with a smile.

  He laughed and reached up to kiss her. “Mine,” he said aggressively.

  “Mine,” she countered and wiggled her hips.

  “God,” he moaned. “You’re going to drive me insane for the rest of my life, aren’t you?”

  She was delighted to find that he was already hard again, and she slid her hips over him, inch by inch. “That’s my plan,” she agreed.

  It was slow and unhurried, and as he did things to her body that she never thought possible, she realized that some things really were meant to be. She had no doubt that he would love and treasure her for the rest of her life.

  And she would do the same to him. “Cassie Torrents,” she whispered out loud.

  His eyes widened, and as he gripped her hips, their lovemaking was no longer slow. As he pounded her, she gasped. “Like that, don’t you,” she managed just before she lost all capability to form words.

  And for the fourth time in just a few hours, he made her fall apart.

  And he was there to catch her.

  THE END

  BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE SERIES

  CHARISMATIC

  BOOK – 1

  Chapter 1

  “You’ve got to be kidding me; you’re not giving me that promotion, why not?” Lalena Sims yelled at her Captain.

  “Jackson is just a better choice for this new assignment.” Captain Henry Case told her.

  “How, he’s been on the force less time than me. I’m tired of this bullshit, every time something good comes up you pass me over.” She was angry and hurt. She’d been a cop, and a good one, for the past 10 years. Each time a great assignment came up she would be passed over for one reason or another.

  “Look we may need some new people to help protect the mayor soon; I’ll try to get you on that squad.” Captain Case stated. “No promises though, but I’ll try and pull a few strings.” He put his hands up in defense.

  “Fine, but you know I can go and do private security and get paid just as much, and with a lot less hassle.” Lalena stood up to walk out of the office. “But I really do love my job and would hate to leave. But come on Captain, you know as well as I do, I was more qualified than Jackson for this one.” She added.

  “The choice wasn’t mine Swan. If it had been I would have picked you. But I told you my hands were tied on this one.” He stated.

  She shook her head and left the office. Lalena went to the bathroom to compose herself, she didn’t want to walk out in the main room and still be upset. She was sure that some of the guys had heard her yelling in the Captain’s office. They all knew how she felt, some of them agreed, but others thought she was wrong.

  During her years on the force she had heard many times, “You’re too hot to be a cop, really you should be a stripper. You’d make a ton of money too.” This had been said by many of her co-workers. They were the men who often looked down on her, and wouldn’t see that she was a good cop, even though she was also good looking.

  Lalena couldn’t help it she was born looking the way she did. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her blonde hair was up in a bun, but it was long when down, it hung below her shoulders about half way down her back. Her piercing blue eyes would catch many people off guard as well. She was petite but strong; she had caught a few men off guard during her police training. She laughed at the memories of long ago.

  But she hated being stuck in the same job day in and day out, when she tried for promotions, turn downs were the normal thing. So she had instead tried to try for new assignments.

  “Maybe this mayor thing will come through.” She pumped herself up and tried to get her thoughts out of the funk. She really did love the idea of being a police woman, and the differences she could make.

  “Guarding the mayor?” She wondered out loud. She thought about the things she knew about their great mayor, Rico Zess. “He’s definitely a ladies man for sure.” She laughed.

  Lalena had seen more than one picture of the dashing mayor in the paper. He always had a new lady on his arm, never the same one in a row. But the mayor was also very handsome.

  “Hey Swan, how’s it going?” Dan Murphy asked her as she walked over to her desk.

  She looked over at Dan; he was a decent guy, but just not her type. He had asked her out a few times, and eventually she had gone out. Their personalities hadn’t mixed, and thankfully they both could tell. She shivered at thinking what a bad office romance would have done for her job.

  “I got passed over; they gave the job to Jackson.” She shook her head as she whispered the information to him.

  “What, Jackson? Isn’t that some serious bullshit?” Dan commented.

  “I know I let the Cap know how I felt about it too.” She stated.

  “Yeah I could hear you.” He stated.

  “Oh shit, so how many people heard it do you think?” She asked.

  “Enough, you’ll hear a few things I’m sure later on in the night. Just wait though; Jackson will be the biggest prick about it, if he hears.” Dan said.

  “He’s a prick anytime of the day. He doesn’t need to get a promotion to be that way. Fucking Jackson as the communication liaison with the woman’s hospital though, how fucked up is that shit?” She laughed.

  “Right, I think he’ll piss someone off on his first day on the new job.” Dan laughed.

  “Hell yeah, he’ll make some sort of racist and sexist remark for sure. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him go a full hour without something being said that was wrong.” She commented.

  “Oh I know I can’t believe the Cap could even keep a straight face telling you he was picked over you. I mean what better person for the job then a woman? Nothing sexist meant by it, okay, so don’t go chopping my head off.” Dan held up his hands in defense.

  “I agree with you Dan, don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you. If they didn’t pick me though, why him, that’s such a slap in my face. I really might go to a private security place. I mean it. One more time and I’m out of here.” She promised.

  “Oh don’t say that, I’m sure sooner or later something good will come up and you’ll get it.” Dan tried to cheer her up.

  “Well the Cap did say something about a new assignment for the mayor; he might be able to get me on it.” She informed him.

  “Guard duty isn’t all that fun, but with t
he mayor it might be quite the challenge. You know he’s pissed off groups of people during his time in office.” Dan stated.

  “Right, plus the fact that he is pretty sexy wouldn’t hurt either!” She commented.

  “Oh look who’s being all sexist now. Plus he’s quite the playboy would you really want to be with him?” He laughed.

  “I’m just saying what everyone else says. You have to admit even as a guy the mayor is sexy. Just because he’s sexy doesn’t mean I’ll fall into bed with him.” She laughed.

  “Never will I admit another guy is sexy. Maybe he is good looking, but sexy, never. I can’t see you even going near him with the amount of women he’s been connected with.” Dan laughed.

  “That Spanish heritage sure has helped his looks a lot. I tell you what just give me two minutes in a room looking at him and I’d be happy. I didn’t say I would sleep with him, but maybe, you never know!” She commented.

  “Sounds like someone might have a bit of a crush on the mayor.” He said.

  “I just appreciate men who are good looking. Why do you think I still talk to you all the time?” She stated.

  “But you didn’t say I was sexy, just good looking, there is a difference!” He stated.

  “Dan you know we just aren’t good as a couple. But you are a really great friend.” She stated.

  “I know it just sucks being stuck in the friend zone.” He admitted.

  Lalena shook her head, she didn’t have to have this conversation with him often, but sometimes it was such a pain. “I’m sorry Dan, but we tried and you know it just wasn’t something that was going to work.” She commented.

  “I would have changed to please you. I swear no one would ever love you as much as I do.” Dan said.

  “Please Dan; let’s not do this, not today. It’s been a really bad day for me so far, and I just don’t want any more drama.” She pleaded.

  “Fine, we don’t have to do it now. But you still owe me the time to give my side of the argument.” He added.

  “Some other day, okay?” She said.