En cours de chargement...
April O'Connor has accepted the billionaire's offer. She'll carry Alexander Atherstone's baby, and she'll let him impregnate her the old fashioned way. But the passionate days and nights she's spending with the billionaire while trying to conceive are leaving her with a lot of unanswered questions. Just who is Alexander Atherstone and why does he want to have a child with her like this? Can April find a way to learn the truth?WARNING: This 9, 300 word story is a work of erotic romance with scenes of vividly-described sex between a regular girl and a powerful alpha male billionaire, impregnation, outdoor sex, exhibitionism, breeding, oral sex and a powerfully erotic conclusion.
EXCERPTI undid my jeans and slipped them down, standing in front of him in just a mismatched set of bra and panties. I wished for a second that I had made more of an effort to dress up for him, but then he stood up quickly and slipped his arm around my back - his hands so warm against my bare skin - and I knew he didn't care."Take me?" I whispered, my lips close to his ear as he embraced me. I didn't meant it to sound like a question, but after all the emotion of the evening, a part of me still worried he wouldn't want me to carry his child anymore.
But there was no sign of that. Instead, he gripped me tighter, his hands caressing my bare back. Finally, our eyes met - and I could tell he was feeling a million different kinds of emotion, but mostly a yearning. He wasted no time in telling me what he wanted."Stand over there, " he ordered. "Lean over the railing."I was never a big fan of heights, but I was compelled to obey - to do whatever he asked.
I stepped slowly to the railing along the edge of the rooftop. My hands gripped the rail. The metal was cool against my bare stomach as I leaned against it. I took one look down, then shut my eyes. High atop the Atherstone Tower, the distance to the ground was dizzying. He approached me from behind, his hands drifting down my bare sides and across my back. He fingered the clasp of my bra, then unsnapped it.
The feeling of outdoor air on my sensitive nipples shocked me enough that I let my eyes snap open, just for a moment - enough time to watch my purple bra fall from the edge of the building down into the abyss below us. I shut my eyes again. His hands ran across my bare breasts, brushing against my erect nipples. I could feel all of him now, pressed against my back. The thin material of my cotton panties and his suit pants did little to disguise the feeling of his erect manhood pressing against my ass.
I felt his lips against the nape of my neck, peppering me with soft kisses. The intensity of the situation was almost intoxicating. I didn't dare open my eyes, but the feeling of his touch, our bodies pressed together and the crispness of the night air brought an extreme arousal. I wanted more. As if reading my mind, he kept one hand on my breast and let another drift down the curve of my stomach.
His pushed past the waistband of my panties and with a gasp I felt his soft touch against my wetness. He let his hand linger there, just lightly brushing against my clit, as he tweaked my nipple with his other hand. I moaned softly into the night, pushing my ass back against the hardness in his pants. Finally, he let a finger slip inside me. The penetration sent a jolt of pleasure through me, so strong that I felt my knees buckle.
I opened my eyes and cried out - a mix of pleasure and terror, fearful that I might fall. But Alexander's strong arms gripped me tight around my waist."I got you, " he said quietly, his face close to mine. And I knew he was right.