Page 11 of Stolen Moments with a Bad Boy

Ten

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Two Months Later

I moved in my sleep as light and feathery kisses peppered my face.

“Mm,” I moaned.

Those kisses belonged to one man only. I knew his kisses like the back of my hand now. My eyes fluttered open. They met the oceanic blue eyes of my lover. Janeiro’s head rested on the pillow next to mine.

His upper body was covered in a light denim button down that clashed against his dark brown skin and brought out his pretty blues.

There were times I couldn’t believe this man belonged to me.

He was everything I desired in a man and good partner.

Janeiro’s heart was so big. He just needed the right woman to remind him of his softer side.

A woman that he was safe with and would never intentionally hurt him like his past did was what he desired and had now.

He was my heart, and I could never mistreat him. I cared about him too much.

“Morning, Bella,” he stated in his deep timbre.

He looked so fresh and clean. The mint from his breath filled my nose. I couldn’t wait to kiss him. Janeiro always smelled so good. He tasted just as good. That was one of the reasons why I couldn’t keep my hands or mouth off him.

“Good morning, my love. Are you going somewhere?”

He nodded. “Yup. We’re going somewhere.”

My brows merged together. “Where are we going?”

“With all that’s been going on, I thought we could take our first trip together. I have my private jet all gassed and ready to go. All you have to do is get up and get dressed. There’s no need to pack because I’m taking you on a shopping spree.”

My eyes widened at his admittance. I sat up abruptly, causing my blanket to slide down and reveal my naked torso. Janeiro’s eyes flitted to my exposed breasts, and he licked his lips. He made me chuckle because he couldn’t keep his mouth or hands to himself either.

“Janeiro, baby, thank you so much. I can’t believe you planned such a beautiful and thoughtful date for us.”

He sat up, taking his time as he kissed up my breasts then my collarbone.

“This is only for you. The only pleasure I want is feeling your body as much as I possibly can.”

Janeiro’s tongue made wet ellipses up to my neck while his fingers rolled over my erect nipples. My clit thumped and pussy grew wetter. The feel of his big body weakened me. Janeiro’s soft lips and cologne worked as a duo to subdue me further. I needed him in the worst way.

“Ahh!”

A soft gasp escaped me as my back gently hit the bed, and Janeiro’s mouth latched onto my dripping honeypot. His mouth never left me as his arms wound tightly around my thighs and yanked me to the edge of the bed.

“Oh God!” I shrieked from his sudden movements.

Janeiro continued to consume my pussy like I was a slice of peach cobbler. The way his tongue swept around my honeypot like a vacuum cleaner, I couldn’t help the way I sprayed his face and beard. Janeiro owned me. His head play took my body to heights I never knew existed.

My legs shook uncontrollably. The sounds of his slurps sailed straight to my clit, inciting my orgasm to come alive. Janeiro’s tongue tapped my clit, and I rained down on him like a storm.

“Oh my goodness!” I screamed.

I thrust my pelvis on his face as I rode the wave.

The grip on my thighs held me in place, but I held his head closely to my pussy so he wouldn’t miss a drop.

Once Janeiro had slurped me up like country gravy on a biscuit, he stilled.

Leisurely, he stood and stripped out of his clothes.

Janeiro’s eyes bore into mine as he stroked his large, long, and thick erection.

“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. There’s no God here, Bella. There’s only my strokes and your cries of passion. Assume the position,” he commanded.

Janeiro had drained me like a gas can, but if I didn’t toot this ass up, there would be hell to pay. I turned on all fours and put the nastiest arch in my back.

“Oh, baby,” he spoke in a tone that revealed his desperate desires. Janeiro slapped my ass cheeks, making my body lurch forward.

“Fuck, Ro!”

He rubbed the stinging area, only to slap my ass again.

“Damn!” I yelped.

Janeiro’s large body leaned over mine. He rubbed my ass, burying his full beard in the crook of my neck.

“No woman makes me feel the way that you do. It is my pleasure to suck your pussy bone dry, every day.”

Janeiro’s hands eased down my body until he toyed with my clit. His mouth nipped and nibbled on my lobe and neck.

“You tease me unmercifully. Every smile, bat of your eyelashes, the sway in your hips, or the feel of your fingers along my skin taunts me to the point where I’ll strip you naked in the public and fuck you without any remorse,” he whispered in my ear.

My body shuddered at the feel of his satiny beard until Janeiro swiftly pushed through my wetness.

“Shit!” I screamed from the sudden invasion.

I bit down on my blanket and grabbed on as much of it as I could.

Janeiro’s strokes were so powerful and filling that I always had to brace myself.

I’d caught his groove and threw my ass back, matching his strokes.

In this short time, I realized I was no match for Janeiro.

He fucked me like I was his side chick, but I loved his deep strokes.

They were deliciously rough, yet they felt amazing.

Janeiro’s body was toned and muscular and warm against my skin. The sounds of our grunts and groans serenaded us. His grip was firm on my hair. Janeiro made sure to leave his mark on my heart and soul every time we made love. He wanted me to feel him, and damn, I did.

I loved that man. I’d fallen so deep for him that no lifeguard or raft could save me. I didn’t want to be saved. What I wanted was to be with him until I no longer could. My love delivered a stroke so deep that it pulled out my orgasm and his. What a damn ride this was.

We’d landed a few hours ago in New York and enjoyed a hefty lunch together.

I still couldn’t believe he planned us a two-day getaway to New York.

I’d always wanted to visit, but I never found the time.

Janeiro found time. He was a man with a plan.

Actions meant more than words to him. That was a trait about him that I appreciated so much.

Currently, Ro sat in the designer storefront on Fifth Avenue and watched me intently as I modeled my clothes for him.

He wanted to see me try on every article of clothing I was interested in.

He leaned against the store’s large chair with his long and toned legs spread wide for me to stand between.

Damn, he looked good with his denim button-up partially opened, revealing some of the intricate ink on his neck and chest. Not to mention the way he chewed on his gum had me ready to sit on his face.

I twirled around, modeling the mini dress Janeiro picked out for our future date night. He couldn’t take his eyes off me. It was sheer as hell, but all the private areas were covered with built-in material.

“What do you think?” I probed.

Janeiro pulled me onto his lap. His lips immediately found my lobe like always.

“You look so fuckin’ good. It’s taking everything in me not to fuck you in that fitting room. Since I’m going to be on my best behavior, I say get the dress in black too,” he whispered in my ear, placing a sweet kiss on my neck afterward.

I shivered. This man kept me aroused. Janeiro was my everything, and I really would let him fuck me in that fitting room. I giggled and stood from his lap.

“You know I love that freaky shit.”

“Don’t I know it.”

Janeiro slapped my ass before I walked away to grab the other dress.

When I returned, Janeiro helped me carry all my clothes to the cashier.

After dropping his black card, we walked out with four bags in each of our hands.

My gifts weren’t enough for Janeiro. We walked down to the next store.

It was filled with jewelry and designer bags.

My mouth watered as my eyes scanned over all the purses. I really could get used to this life.

I was far from broke. Honestly, I was wealthy myself, but I’d never had a man that spoiled me this way, besides my daddy. Janeiro walked behind me and kissed my neck.

“You can have whatever you like. Meet me at the cashier when you’re done. There’s something I spotted.”

“Alright, baby.”

We shared a quick yet deep kiss before we went our separate ways.

A personal shopper followed me around the store as I explored and selected purses, scarves, head bands, socks, and jewelry.

I’d shopped so much that my ankles ached, and it was time for dinner.

When we made it to the cashier, Janeiro leaned against the counter with a small jewelry bag in his hand.

His eyes zeroed in on me. There was lust and love present.

My baby loved me. It was obvious, and soon, he’d tell me.

“You got everything you wanted, Bella?”

I nodded. “Yes, I do, my love.”

“Alright.”

Janeiro kissed my forehead. I finished the last of my champagne and waited patiently for the cashier to scan and bag my items.

The blonde hair, blue-eyed cashier looked up with tired eyes but a bright smile. “Your total today is fifty thousand dollars, sir.”

I gasped and looked up at Janeiro. “Baby, that’s too much. I can put some things away.”

Janeiro chuckled. “I could spend millions on you for generations, and it still wouldn’t scratch the money or assets I have. You’re my woman now, Bella, and you get nothing but the best.”

He handed the cashier his black card smoothly.

“Well, damn. It’s like that I see.”

“Yes, it is. Accept it because I will not change. No does not exist when it comes to you. Understood?”

“Yes, big papa.”

“Good. Now, give me those lips.”

I kissed m y man with urgency. Yeah, I could proudly say that Janeiro was mine . All mine.