Page 78 of Rival to the Billionaire

"Say it, baby," I murmur. "I want to hear you say it."

"I won't," she says, a bit breathless, her doe eyes fixed to mine. "I'll keep my eyes on you. Always."

A dark heat fills my body, and I know this is it. Opening her lips once more, Jenny accepts me fully.

I stop moving, my ass pressed against the wall, my balls aching with a need to release.

"Breathe through your nose," I tell her. "In… Out… Stay with me, baby."

The tension in her eyes builds.

"There you go, baby," I whisper. "Breathe. You're so good. So good."

A soft moan escapes her lips, which are wrapped around my shaft as I slide between them.

"You're so big." She removes her lips from my cock for a second time, her eyes widening to look up at me. "I don't know if I?—"

"You can, darling. Let me help you,” I tell her. "Concentrate on my hand.”

She repositions her mouth around me with a shaky breath as I slide in and out. The water has grown too hot. Sweat beads on my skin. I close my eyes, focusing on her mouth and the way she moves her head.

She saves me from the pain building inside me.

She is my salvation.

With a hard tug on her hair, I pull her back in, sliding all the way to the back of her mouth. My knees tremble with the amount of delicious agony I'm in as I say, "You're perfect, baby. I don't want to take you any further. You deserve a reward. Open your eyes."

She looks up at me, her eyes on fire, passion flaring inside them.

She dips her head, the water washing over her face. She nods encouragingly, pleading with me to do this.

When the minutes tick by, I know I won't last. I'm dangerously close to losing control.

"I'm going to come," I say, looking into her eyes. "I'm going to come. Are you okay?"

She meets my gaze, her arms tight around me as she lifts her mouth to speak, her eyes hooded with lust, her lips swollen. "I want you to come." Her words are barely above a whisper, then she takes me in, squeezing tightly, her mouth and throat working me.

The pressure builds, my back arching as Jenny's hand reaches up and squeezes my base.

"Jesus," I yell and bend, my hands grasping the wall. My entire body shudders, and I let it go. My release is unlike any other.

I have no idea what to expect, but I know when it happens, it's going to be hard. My body clenches, my muscles now tense, and my breathing is frantic as I pull out of Jenny's mouth, my fingers tight against her scalp.

A long, drawn-out moan escapes my lips as I release, thick and powerful into the shower's spray.

It is seconds before I can breathe, nearly half a minute before I can move. When I look down, I see Jenny's beautiful face, and I feel something for her that shatters the last of my anguish.

"Jesus, Jenny."

My head lowers, resting in her hair, my lips parted.

"Was that a good job?" she asks, her voice soft and enveloping.

I nod and give her a small kiss on the head.

"Good job?" I murmur, feeling my own moisture on my thigh. "That was the best job of my entire life."

She gasps and lifts her head, and my thumb reaches her mouth, pressing down.

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