Grey Wolf in the White House: The Trilogy (Paranormal BBW Erotic Romance) by Mia Harris

rolled
onto his back and pulled her on top of him. She had never seen him
in this position before; so vulnerable compared to how he normally
was around her in the bedroom.
    Smiling down at him, she grabbed his
hands and placed them on her breasts. His eyes burned brightly as
he cupped and squeezed her soft, creamy flesh, and she began to
tease him, thrusting her hips forward and back, and then from side
to side. Remy groaned, and she knew that it was working.
    “I need you so much,” he murmured. “I
want you to take charge of me. Do whatever you want.”
    For a split-second, the
ridiculousness of the situation occurred to Ari. I’m with the President of the United States… one
of the most powerful men in the world, and he wants me to control
him? And… he’s a werewolf. Sometimes I could swear that this is all
just a giant dream.
    “What are you smiling about?” he
growled.
    “I was just thinking about how much I
love you,” she replied, before sliding the tip of her tongue slowly
across her lips.
    Leaning forward, she kissed him, and
the second that her lips pressed against his, she knew that she was
definitely in the right place. He gently kissed her back, his warm
tongue softly entwining with hers, and after a moment, she nibbled
on his lower lip the same way that he often did to her. After
breaking the kiss, she moved down the bed, planting soft, warm
kisses on the tight, hard muscles of his chest and abdomen, and
that alone was enough to make him breathe faster.
    Her heart raced with a mixture of
anticipation and pure love for the man beneath her, and she smiled
wickedly up at him before sliding further down the bed, tugging his
underwear down and grasping his hard, smooth shaft in one
hand.
    Remy closed his eyes and settled his
head back into the pillow, and Ari began to stroke up and down with
her hand, holding him in a firm grip. When his legs began to twitch
slightly, she settled her mouth over him, licking and sucking the
tip of his cock, and then flicking her tongue gently over his
frenulum. He groaned as she did so, and she took that as an
indicator that she should continue. As she slid more of him down
her throat, she felt his hand on her head, tapping and gently
tugging her hair.
    “What’s wrong?” she asked.
    “Nothing. I just want to return the
favor, right now.”
    “But I only just started.”
    “I know. You can keep
going.”
    Ari finally caught on to what he was
requesting of her, and she climbed on top of him, moving further up
his body before turning around and facing away. His warm breath on
her inner thighs sent goose bumps prickling all over her skin, and
she gasped as she felt him reach his hands up and grab her hips,
pulling her back so that she was right above his mouth. Moaning
softly as she felt his warm tongue begin to slide up and down her
folds, she leaned forward and took him in her mouth again, bobbing
her head up and down and licking and sucking as he continued to
taste her.
    Remy’s tongue finally slid over the
sensitive nub of her clitoris, and she moaned with delight again as
he began to swirl it over her in small, delicate circles. It was
difficult to continue what she was doing to him when what he was
doing to her felt so amazing, but she somehow managed, sliding more
and more of him down her throat every time she brought her head
down.
    He began to groan softly with
contentment as she continued to envelope him in her mouth, and the
vibrations from his mouth sent shivers racing up Ari’s spine. A
warm pressure was starting to build deep within her core, and she
knew that she wouldn’t last long. She had been away from him for
too long, and her body needed a release from the sweet torture of
his mouth… very soon.
    Seconds later, he slid a finger inside
her warm, wet tightness, and Ari gasped, pulling her head up for a
moment.
    “Ohhh…. Oh my god… Remy,” she whispered
as little bolts of lightning seemed to burst through her veins,
turning the warm pressure