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The Female CEO
(Nadine Leilani)
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The Female CEO -- Extract Nadine Leilani #3 in the
Lizzie in the Big City Series Copyright
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characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author
and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They
are not even distantly inspired any individual known or unknown to the author,
and all incidents are pure invention. The Female CEO Her
theory proved correct as she laid a path of soft kisses down her cleavage and
lifted one breast up in both hands, giving the nipple a kitten lick with the
tip of her tongue. Allison's lids lowered as the nipple began to harden under
Lizzie's attention. Lizzie grinned, happy that she was doing something right,
so she kept at it, lavishing first one and then the other breast with mix of
sucking, tiny bites, and languorous kisses, feeling victorious whenever Allison
let a needy moan slip or bucked her hips up. "Mmm fuck, Liz, here let me-" Allison deftly unhooked
Lizzie's bra and pushed her down on the long seat, leaning over her so that
their tits continuously brushed over each other with every movement of the
limo. Lizzie couldn't help but run her nails down Allison's back, trying to
find some outlet for the incredible coil of heat that was twisting around her
entire body. "Pardon
me, ma'am, but there seems to be a backup of traffic." A man's voice came over
the intercom; Lizzie immediately clapped a hand over her mouth. "If we head to
your secondary destination you may wind up missing your flight." "Screw
it, I'll be late. Do a few laps around the downtown area and I'll give you
further instructions when I'm ready." Allison snapped off the intercom with a
decisive click, and Lizzie pulled her back down into a kiss to dispel the air
of irritation. When she felt the other woman relax in her arms again she
allowed herself to wrap her legs around Allison's waist and writhe happily. "I
want to taste you so fucking bad. Get these off." Allison untangled herself
from Lizzie's legs and carefully took off her skirt, revealing only a garter
belt and stockings underneath. Lizzie paused in the middle of taking off her
jeans to just admire the length and superior tone of Allison's legs, following
the line all the way up to her wet, immaculately shaved pussy. Allison gave her
a minute to admire her before snapping playfully in Lizzie's face. The End |