My Dangerous Rogue by Paula Wong (english novels for students TXT) 📕

But now, her brain wasn’t functioning. All she wanted was to feel it again. For him to do it again. “Please,” she whispered against his lips. “Make me feel it again.”
“Feel what?” he asked putting his lips over hers, kissing her gently before pulling away again.
“To unleash what I am feeling inside.” She raised her hips and grind against his hardened erection. She was rewarded by a growl low in his throat.
“No,” he whispered, his voice sounding pained.
“Yes,” she whispered back, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately her hands unbuttoning his overcoat, sliding it down his arms and threw it on the floor, next to go was his white loose shirt, she raised it up his arms and over his head landing on the floor. Her breath contracted as she traced the hard muscles of his chest. No hair on his chest, she thought dazedly, that is odd, most of the time she had imagine men with chest hair, but for some reason, he doesn’t have any. She heard his breath quicken and looked up at those eyes yet again.
He looked down at her body, then to her gaze. “You are so beautiful. Too beautiful, but you have to wait.” He sat on the edge of the bed and took off his boots, throwing them against the hard wood floor then shoving off his trousers. Loretta felt her breath stop all together. She never seen such a man’s body before. In the garden, it was too dark to see anything. But now, he can really see him. His cock was fully aroused, as if begging for attention.
She licked her lips and motioned for him to come to bed. And he did, like a lost puppy obeying his master.
Their bodies molded as he kissed her yet again. Their tongues dueling, breaths quickening, bodies clenching with need to be filled. “Please Richard,” she whispered her mouth swollen from his long, torturing kisses. “I want to feel you inside me,”
He smirked. “Not so fast my sweet, I have to make sure you are ready.”
She frowned. “I am ready.”
He shook his head and bent down to take her other breast in his mouth, tongue swirling around the swollen peak, biting it hard. Pain and pleasure grew in Loretta which made her gasp and grow wet at the same time. His hand skimmed down to her flat stomach, then down till he caressed her pubic hair, parting them.
She trembled as his hand massaged her endlessly tormenting her, making her grow wetter by the second. She moved her hips guiding him to where it felt so good.
“Do you like this?” he whispered on her taut breast, moving on to the other doing the same thing. “Does it feel good?”
“Yes,” she gasped her eyes widening as something in her kept growing and growing. The urge of release suddenly not too far away. “Oh yes Richard,”
His fingers took hold on her bud and squeezed gently, sending electric sparks throughout her body. She hissed in a breath as the release grew. Richard kissed his way up her breast and neck and onto her lips which resulted in a fierce battle. At each time, their tongue meant his fingers parted her and began to shove two fingers in her wanting hole. “That’s it,” he whispered sensing her orgasm about to come. Faster and faster his fingers went, her breath became rigid as if she couldn’t breathe at all. Her yell was drowned by his lips, as his mouth laid on hers. His body held her as her spasms took over, her body trembling.
But that wasn’t all she wanted. Sure she may feel very exhausted, but she wants him. And she has a feeling he knew that as well. His finger slipped out and made himself comfortable above her. “Richard,” she whispered. “Please,”
He nodded. She moaned as she felt the tip of his cock nudging her to open. He parted her thighs to make her more comfortable and wrapped it around his waist. She motioned for him to continue, slowly he entered her until he was completely in her.
They lay there for a moment, staring into each other’s eyes. Beads of sweat, trickled down her forehead, him on the other hand was completely fine. Then he withdrew his body and entered her again, this time with a forced thrust.
Loretta moaned as he kept up the pace between them. She can feel herself struggling to keep his enormous size inside. Pleasure grew in her, as the heated flames in her body rose into a crescendo. Her hips automatically lifted as he thrust in. She loved the sound he made. A low passionate growl in every thrust, his breath stopping. The sound of skin on skin filled the room as he thrusts harder making her body yell for a release. His hand went to trace her inner thigh as he lifted her knee, raising it up to give a better penetration. She moaned and kissed him, which he eagerly responded back.
“Richard- I can’t.” she whispered her breath beginning to turn rigid once again, her release just around the corner.
“Come for me,” his hips suddenly thrusting harder than before feeling his own release about to arrive. She clenched the bed sheets with her hands as she closed her eyes, her orgasm taking over her.
He watched her spasms wreck through her body as his own orgasm came. He yelled out her name and pulled out just before his release came, spilling it on her stomach instead.
Richard collapsed on top of her, his head on her shoulder, his breathing hard and uneven. Loretta held him, while his spasms overcame him.
“This was not supposed to happen again,” she whispered closing her eyes. “This is wrong. This is not right Richard,”
“What is not right is why you seduced me,” With all of his effort, he raised himself off of her and collapsed on the other side of Loretta.
“It was the only way. I didn’t mean to-,”
“Hush,” he interrupted in mid-sentence of her explanation. “We’ll sleep. We can talk about this on morrow,”
Loretta bit her lip, she wanted to explain to him everything right then and there, hoping that he’ll understand. That he won’t be mad at her anymore. She’d hate for him to be angry at her. Why? Why wouldn’t I stand for him to be mad at me? That is something she is not understanding. Her heart rate finally slowed down and suddenly, her eyes lids felt heavy. But no, she doesn’t want to sleep yet. She wants to explain to him everything.
“But Richard you don’t-,” She was cut off by the sound of a soft growl on his throat.
“I am tired Loretta, it seemed that our little love making was enough to drain the energy out of me. I have to say, I never met a woman such as you before. You were…perfect.” He put his arm over her stomach, making her snuggle close to him. “And wild,” he whispered.
Her face suddenly blushed at his comment.
“The way you moan, the way your small body can fit-,”
“Alright! Alright. We can talk about it tomorrow as you wish,” she closed her eyes as she heard him chuckle. “Good night my darling. Sweet dreams,”
Loretta didn’t say anything just as sleep consumed her whole, letting her body enjoy the warmth of a handsome man next to her. And wondering, what will happen tomorrow?
Chapter 9

Loretta awoke the next morning. She stretched eagerly and sleepily looked up at the ceiling. The memory from last night replayed in her head. She put a hand on the opposite side of her, only to find that the bed space was empty. There was not any trace of a warmth body in place.
She frowned and let herself out of the bed, picking up her discarded clothes and headed in the bathroom to take a bath.
Once she emerged out, she was in the traveling gown she had worn the day before. Then made her way outside of the room and towards the dining room where she had found Richard sitting on the table, reading the morning paper. “Good morning,” she greeted smiling.
He didn’t respond with any words, only a nod as he set the newspaper down. “Excuse me,” he said standing up from his chair on the opposite of her, his voice unreadable no hint of any emotion at all. A stab of pain went through her heart. “I have some business to attend. Why not let yourself be comfortable? I will be back in a quarter after five,” Loretta glanced over to the grandfather clock. It was ten after eight. “But it is too early, can’t you not have breakfast-,”
“I already had breakfast,” he exited out of the dining room and made his way out of the door, stepping in the marbled stones and onto his carriage.
Loretta gripped the fork and knife on her hands. Had she done something wrong? She didn’t see any sign of the kind hearted man she had made love with last night. What only remained was the rogue she had met for the first time. She excused herself from the table and called for Paisley, his butler. “Please fetch me a carriage. I wish to go home,”
“I am sorry mistress,” he was a tall man, probably in his twenties, lean and serious. She can tell this is not a man to bother with. “But the master has ordered for you to stay in the estate until he arrives.”
Her mouth fell open, it took all of her strength to let them remain closed. “You have to be jesting! You cannot possibly hold me captive. I am a woman, not a child.”
“I am sorry,” he repeated yet again. “But you have to remain here.”
She crossed her arms. “And what will happen if I decide not to stay?” she asked raising a brow.
“The master told us to do everything necessary to let you remain here. Even if I have to bind you mistress,”
“Why that little,” She hissed. Damn you Richard O’Conner, do you hear me? Damn you.


“I have your daughter,” Richard said taking a sip out of the tea that Peter’s wife, Joanna provided. Their eyes widened and he knew that it took all of Peter’s strength to not rattle him then and there as he stood up, his eyes boring onto him.
“Where is she? How did you find her?” Peter demanded.
Joanna put a hand on her chest and let out a sigh of relief, today she was wearing a bright blue gown that happily matched her eyes, with short sleeve lacings and dark blue trimmings at the end of the gown. “Thank goodness she is alright.”
The bottom of their eyes both of shades of gray indicating that they did not have proper sleep for the last two days.
“She