Bought & Bred (Billionaire Breeding Erotica) / Bought by the Billionaire (ePub)

Jenna has enjoyed being on Gideon Westmore's payroll ever since the domineering billionaire purchased her virginity. But nothing can prepare Jenna for the newest role Gideon wants her to fill: mother of his child. Jenna is shocked to discover that getting pregnant isn't as easy as she thought. Can a steamy session in a restaurant bathroom get them back on track?

This standalone sequel to Virginity for Sale and Yes Sir contains 3800 words. Warning: for adults only! Contains explicit sex, creampie, and breeding.

Excerpt:

"Strip for me. Slowly," he said. This was the Gideon Westmore I knew and his commanding attitude put me strangely at ease.

"Yes sir," I said.

I unbuttoned the top button on my shirt as I stared into his eyes. He looked back at me hungrily. I knew that hunger was mirrored in my own eyes; I would never be able to get enough of him. I unbuttoned the next button, exposing my collarbone. I toyed with the third button, never breaking eye contact. I slowly undid the button, exposing the tops of my breasts and the very expensive bra I was wearing. I took equal care with the remaining buttons until my shirt was completely undone. I slid it off my arms and watched his eyes rake over me. I would never tire of him looking at me like that.

"I do have exceptional taste," he said. "Keep going."

I took my time sliding down the zipper of my skirt and then I shimmied out of it, wiggling my hips more than was technically necessary. I stepped out of my skirt and stood before him wearing nothing more than my bra and panties, my thigh-high stockings, and my very high heels. I stepped out of my heels and put my left foot on the arm of the oversized chair he sat in. I began to roll down my thigh-high with as much patience as I could manage. I was desperate for him to touch me but I was pretty sure he was desperate for me as well. I wanted to see how much I could prolong this sense of anticipation.

He watched me remove one stocking and then the other. As I rolled my right thigh-high off his hand traced my exposed thigh in a surprisingly gentle and intimate way. I glanced down, distracted, and that's when he struck. He pulled me me roughly onto his lap so I was straddling him. I could feel his hard cock straining through his pants and I ground myself against him. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss. Our tongues dueled for dominance as I continued to rub myself against him. My clit was throbbing and I desperately needed relief. I reached down to touch myself but he was faster, grabbing my wrists and pinning them behind my back with one hand.