ROMANCE: Billion Dollar Question (BWWM Billionaire Bad Boy Romance) (African American Alpha Mail Order Bride New Adult)

by Aisha Brooks

Henry nodded, to which Ruth responded by saying in a defiant voice, "I ain't puttin that thing in my mouth."

  Henry noticed her mischievous smile and realized that she was being rude just because she wanted a spanking. He decided to give her what she wanted. After he was done, he set her back down on her knees.

  "Now," he said, "It's time to teach you how to please me with your mouth."

  "Alright," said Ruth, "What do I do?"

  "Firstly, you need to open your mouth."

  Ruth did as she was told, and Henry inserted his manhood into her mouth. Ruth was barely able to take it, such was its size, but she gamely tried anyway.

  Chapter 5: The First Time

  "Now," said Henry, groaning with the feel of his cock in her mouth, "Move your head back and forth."

  Ruth obliged, and Henry felt waves of pleasure flow upwards through his body from his cock as it slid in and out of her mouth.

  "Use your tongue, girl," he said, "Lick it."

  Ruth did as she was told, licking her husband's cock as it entered her mouth.

  "Alright girl," said Henry, "Good... good... you are doing very well. I am going to release myself inside you, my seed. It's gonna come out and it's gonna be hot, and you're gonna swallow it understand? Yes... you're gonna swallow it like a good little girl."

  Henry let out a roar as he released his seed into Ruth's mouth. Ruth cringed, attempting to pull away, but Henry held her head in place, forcing her to swallow the hot liquid that was in her mouth.

  "That was good girl," said Henry, taking his cock out of her mouth, "Very good indeed." Ruth wiped her mouth and said, "Glad I could please you, husband."

  "We're done for tonight," he said, "But only because you're a virgin. Tomorrow, I'm going to enter you, and once I've done so, you can be sure that I won't let you off so easily. I intend to have my way with you throughout the night, so ready yourself for tomorrow girl."

  Ruth lay in front of Henry, completely naked, but her face showed that she was somewhat dreading what was about to happen. Henry had his cock out, but decided that he would give her a little something to make her more open to the idea of taking his manhood inside her.

  He began to tease her vagina with his thumb. Ruth moaned. "What are you doing?" she said between moans of pleasure, "I... I thought you were gonna put it in."

  "I am," said Henry, "But first I gotta make you feel good. That's what a real man does, after all."

  Ruth gasped in pleasure as Henry continued to rub the tip of her sex, the wetness in her crotch showing just how much she was enjoying it. Henry smiled and said, "It's good that you're pleased. Look at my cock! You have made me hard as well!"

  Henry then bent over and began to lick her cunt, causing Ruth to scream in pleasure and grab a fistful of his hair. Henry continued to lick her, enjoying the fecund, rich taste of her sex, enjoying the taste of the wetness that was coming out as she edged ever closer to a climax.

  Ruth began to rock her hips back in forth, desperate to press her sex against Henry's oh so skilled tongue. Henry felt her thighs attempting snap shut as the pleasure coursed through her body, but he reached out with both hands and spread them open as wide as he could.

  He could feel the pressure building up inside her cunt as the force her thighs were exerting on his hands increased. Soon, it was simply too much for Ruth to bear. "Please!" she gasped, "Please, husband, please!"

  She was pleading but she had no idea for what. Henry could tell that she instinctively felt the climax coming on, and was desperate to feel it. Her virginal cunt was starting to throb now, and was emanating a great heat that Henry relished as much as he could. The feeling of her red hot pussy upon his tongue made him harder than he had ever been before. He was truly going to enjoy deflowering her after this was done.

  The pressure was building, but this time it came in jerks. Ruth would let out a short, sharp gasp, and her thighs would attempt to snap shut. With each gasp, her voice became shriller and higher in pitch. Her thighs exerted greater and greater force upon Henry's hands, until finally, Ruth sucked in as much air as she could and let out a scream the likes of which Henry had never heard before. Her thighs now snapped themselves shut, such was the force of the climax that was ripping through her right now.

  Ruth was gasping again, short, shrill gasps, as if her body simply couldn't handle oxygen at this moment, that the ecstasy coursing through her was enough to keep her alive.

  Chapter 6: A Real Woman

  Henry decided that it was time. He spread open her thighs, and pressed the tip of his cock onto her still throbbing pussy. Ruth looked at him, her eyes wide, but this time not with fear, but with anticipation. Her cunt was wetter than it had ever been before. It was truly ready for what was about to happen.

  Henry began to enter his bride, while saying, "Keep looking at me, Ruth. Keep looking right into my eyes. You are not to look away, do you understand?"

  "Yes... y-yes husband," said Ruth between gasps, keeping her eyes as wide open as she could. Henry could feel his cock spreading her pussy open, but she was so wet that he had to make almost no effort whilst putting it in.

  Henry then decided to get the first shock over with. He thrust his cock completely into her, and laid down upon his screaming bride. He began to thrust, his hips moving powerfully as he pushed his cock into Ruth and pulled it out. Ruth was moaning now. She felt no pain, Henry could tell. She was far too wet for him for this experience to be even remotely painful. No, she was feeling more pleasure than she had ever felt in her entire life.

  Henry continued to thrust, and was emboldened when he felt Ruth's hands upon his backside. He began to thrust harder, causing Ruth to moan ever louder.

  He felt his cock clenching as his own climax approached, but he was not going to let his bride off so easily this time around.

  He pulled his cock out and flipped her onto her stomach. She let out a yelp as she landed. "Get on all fours, woman," said Henry, "I would take you this way, now. Do as I say, and quickly now. Don't make me wait."

  Ruth quickly got onto her hands and knees. Henry pushed her head down onto the pillow beneath her, saying "No. Your backside must be up, but your head must be down. Good girl, that is how women treat their mean. That is how real women treat real men. You're a real woman now."

  Henry eased his cock back into her, thrusting gently, and then harder as he heard her begging for him to take her and make her a true woman, to make her his in every single way that he could.

  "You are a woman, now," said Henry as he thrusted, "This ain't a lie. But you ain't yet my woman. I gotta make you mine, and to do that I'm gonna release my seed into you. Do you hear me?"

  Ruth whimpered as she nodded, but stuck her backside out willingly. She wanted to feel his seed inside her. She wanted to be his woman because he was the only man in the world who would make her feel this way, the only true man. Now that she had felt his enormous cock inside her, no other cock would satisfy her.

  Henry thrusted, faster, harder, until he felt the pressure build up inside his cock. He released his seed into Ruth's cunt with a growl, roaring with each throb of his cock. No one, not a single woman, whore or otherwise, had caused him to climax like this. He was floored by just how intense this had been.

  He had released so much seed that it was starting to spill out of Ruth's cunt. He pulled his cock out, and turned his bride over to her side, lying down beside her whilst facing her.

  "Whose are you, girl?" he asked her.

  "Yours, husband," said Ruth.

  "It's good that you know that, now," said Henry, "Because now that you've felt this cock inside you, you ain't never gonna be satisfied by any other man."

  "Maybe I will," said Ruth mischievously, "If I find a man that has a bigger cock than yours."

  Henry smiled at his wife's open invitation to manhandle her. He raised his hand and struck her hard on her backside three times. "I'm gonna take you again, girl," said Henry, "I'm gonna satisfy myself until my cock runs dry. That's why I got
you in the first place."

  Ruth willingly got onto her back, but Henry stopped her. "No," said Henry, "We are going to do somethin a little different this time."

  "What are we gonna do?" asked Ruth.

  "I'm gonna put it in your backside," said Henry.

  "My backside?" said Ruth, "Ain't no way in tarnation that I'm gonna let you put that huge thing into my backside!"

  "Like I was askin for your permission," said Henry, "Don't make me discipline you again girl. I will have you in every way that you can be had, and make no mistake about it."

  Ruth cowed beneath her husbands consternation, and said, "Alright, what do ya want me to do?"

  "Turn around," said Henry, "Your back needs to be towards me."

  Ruth obliged, turning around to face the wall.

  "Now stick your ass out, girl,"

  "Yes, husband," said Ruth, and she did as she was told.

  Chapter 7: The Pleased Husband

  Henry grabbed her buttocks. Her backside was large and curvy, even though her breasts were small. It was a very attractive feature of her body.

  Henry spread the cheeks of her backside apart, and pressed his cock onto her hole. Ruth whimpered, and Henry put a comforting hand on her face to calm her. He then put his fingers in her mouth. "Lick my fingers, darlin," he said, "Your spits gonna make it easier for me to put it in."

  Ruth licked his fingers as much as she good, and when they were good and wet Henry rubbed the spit all over his cock. He had to ask her to lick his fingers again, because his cock was so large that the spit had proved insufficient.

  Once Henry's cock was well lubricated, he spread her hole open and back to slide his cock in. Ruth whimpered as it went inside. Henry had expected her to whimper. There was no way to make this pleasurable in the first few minutes. He had to open her up as much as he could.

  Henry continued to slide it in as deep as it could go. He was able to put his cock in about half way before he realized he could go no further. He then began to thrust.

  He put his arms around his bride in order to comfort her and proceeded to open her up. Her backside was tight, far tighter than her cunt, and it felt amazing to enter her this way.

  Soon, Henry realized that Ruth had begun enjoying herself. The feel of her man inside her was pleasurable no matter what, and she began to moan in pleasure.

  Emboldened by this, Henry began to thrust harder. Her backside was unbelievably tight, and Henry was unsure if he would be able to last much longer. He felt the pressure building up, and squeezed her breasts hard as he released his seed into his bride's backside, successfully marking her as his in every single way it was possible to mark a woman.

  He pulled his cock out and sighed. Ruth turned around and rested her head on his muscular shoulder.

  "How was that for a first time?" asked Henry.

  "I've had better," said Ruth with that mischievous grin of hers.

  Henry laughed and said, "If ya want me to spank ya, just say so."

  "But it's more fun this way, darlin!" said Ruth, and shook her backside suggestively.

  Henry laughed again, and spanked his wife hard until she was begging for him to stop. Ruth gasped, her head buried deep in his hairy chest.

  Henry kissed his new wife on her forehead. He was not quite done with her for tonight, but he felt as though he should let her rest. He intended to take her at least four or five more times during the night, and he didn't want her too tired to continue before he was done having his fun.

  All in all, he was pleased with his new wife. She was a rude little city girl, but that just made everything more fun. Disciplining her was foreplay, he realized. Henry had the feeling that him and his wife were going to spending a lot of time in the bedroom.

  Faith In Love

  A Mail Order Bride Romance

  This deliciously dirty story is a part of Susan Fleming’s super-charged, highly lewd collection of love and lust, written in 2015. Those who attempt to steal any part of this goldmine and take it as their own risk being a fiery, hot death from a hunk bearing copyright notices—and she’s not about to play with you.

  This is a work of fiction—although we wish that people like this really existed, it’s nothing more than a figment of a very, very overactive imagination. Any resemblance to someone you know, a place you love or a thing you hold dear to your heart is nothing more than a craving in your heart that these carnal desires and actions were true!

  It goes without saying that this book oozes with erotic sex appeal, and is filled to the rafters with a smorgasbord of acts that you certainly wouldn’t tell your grandmother about. Bodice-ripping, panty-dropping and glasses-steaming, the scenes contained herein are wickedly naughty!

  Although all the saucy characters are flirting with forbidden desires and sometimes taking the naughty fruit they really shouldn’t be, all are consenting adults over the age of 18 and not blood-related. What they are is passionate and eager to explore their carnal desires all day long.

  In short, this book is going to get you very, very hot!

  © Susan Fleming

  All Rights Reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any many whatsoever without the express permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental. The characters are all productions of the author’s imagination. Please note that this work is intended only for adults age 18 and over. All characters represented are age 18 or over.

  Table Of Contents

  Chapter 1: Needing A Home

  Chapter 2: Traveling Alone

  Chapter 3: The Doctor Finally Shows

  Chapter 4: Getting To Know Each Other

  Chapter 5: The Marriage

  Chapter 6: More to Love

  Chapter 1: Needing A Home

  Julie Hannahs was a nineteen year old girl who was the eldest in the long line of children between her Christian, God fearing parents. They lived in a small town in Montana in the middle of nowhere, and she was making the decision to leave because her family couldn't afford to feed her anymore. In the eighteen hundreds, there just weren't a lot of husband choices, and it was either marry the old rancher down the road who was like sixty, or look somewhere else.

  The man had already buried three wives, and at least one was a suspicious death, there was no way Julie was going to marry him. She just couldn't bring herself to marry someone that old.

  Instead, she'd found a paper from California. A paper that was looking for brides for men who'd moved down there for the gold rush, who hadn't had a chance to find women. Julie had sold everything she'd ever had, including her bible to respond to one of the ads via a telegram response. She was going today into their small town to find out of he'd replied back.

  The man wasn't rich most likely though she didn't know for sure. She assumed a doctor made more than her family did who made just enough to survive. He was a doctor in a small mining town. He was in his late twenties, and was looking to settle down and have a wife and children. She imagined that the women there probably were the wrong kind of women if you wanted to settle down.

  Working with animals on their small ranch in Montana, she wasn't exactly an idiot when it came to reproduction and mammals. Humans or otherwise. Her parents might have never told her exactly in detail the act of sex or childbirth, but she'd seen enough with their animals to get the gist and know what was expected of a wife.

  She could do this. She could travel to find a husband, leave her family behind and become less of a burden on her already struggling family. There were currently nine children in the family ranging from two, to nineteen, and her mother was pregnant again. She just couldn't take food away from the other mouths to feed when she had options.

  Julie just didn't want to marry the man down the road, she didn't care if he had money, and she couldn't bring herself to marry a man older than her grandfather. Feel
ing like she'd made the right decision, she rode her horse into town, and then tied it in front of the little communications office.

  “Morning Julie,” Hank nodded when he saw her, pushing his glasses up his nose as they had a habit of always slipping down his face.

  Julie smiled at him, “G'morning Hank. Did I get a response back yet?”

  “Sure did! Let me go find it for you, I put it in the back so I wouldn't lose it,” he told her and disappeared through a wooden doorframe into the back of the building.

  A few minutes later, he came back holding a piece of paper in his hand, and read it out loud to her.