Page 49 of The Billionaire

His hands cupped my breasts as he repositioned himself and the tip of his head teased my wetness, sending shivers of pleasure stimulating my silky nob.

“Ohhhh,” I cried out.

“You are so wet for me. It’s so fucking sexy.”

“I am.” I whispered back. All this pent up tension, passion of reliving this month after month, the way his body rendered me paralyzed for his taking. His power over me was so majestically magical.

His lips and tongue ravished my neck, trailing my collarbone as my hands slid down his sides and reached for his throbbing cock.

“So eager. So hot.” He whispered as we both fought each other to have control, to take control, to dominate each other. I wanted to throw him on his back and pleasure him. He wanted to go down on me.

Finally, I let him win. He was so powerful and strong that I couldn’t object. His tongue trailed to my hipbone and made small teasing circles. Then he went straight for the kill.

His wet, rough tongue lapping across my begging mound. I squirmed and cried out as his tongue tipped just so and swirled across that right spot on my clit as his strong hands spread my legs and kept them from moving.

My body instantly shuddered at his expert touch and I knew seconds more I would come. I just couldn’t keep it from coming so quickly!

He twirled with his magical tongue over my swollen clit and sucked while his pouty lips added pressure causing my voice to cry out in high pitched moans I didn’t’ recognize.

“Oh. My God, Kyle!” Kyle. I could finally cry out his name.

With this encouragement he continued licking with that expert pointer tongue of his, harder and harder, faster and faster and just when I was about to come in one swift motion he rose and entered my smooth silkiness with his delicious soldier, collapsing on top of me as I cried out even more.

His lower abs stimulating my heightened clit as he filled me deeply, smoothly all the way to that spot I dreamt of day and night.

I cried out and wrapped my legs around him as his own vocal cries came out. He ravished my neck, my lips, my jaw as he continued to drive in and out of me, and I savored every last drop of his love making. I was his.

My orgasm, both in and out, coincided in one explosion of fireworks and I cried out, not caring that Stephen, the pilot, or whoever the hell else, might be able to hear me. It just felt so damn good! He made me feel so damn good.

“Kyle! Oh. My. God.” He drove harder, deeper, and then finally slower as my legs spasm and my entire body shook against him as he let out that sweet sounding moan, a really good one, and came himself.

I felt his heart beating fast as he collapsed onto my chest. We both caught our breath while gently rubbing our sweaty bodies together.

“Oh fuck, your body does something to me, McKenzie. I’m not letting you go. I’m going to show you the time of your life. I’m going to take excellent care of you.” He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me on top of him and kissed my dewy forehead as he still remained in me. My spent, sensitive walls continued to spasm.

I lay limp on his chest and listened to his heartbeat, breathing in his smell, the feel of his smooth skin against my cheek, the sound of his voice, taking in the moment of it all.

It was all so surreal. Who would have thought just twelve hours prior, I was at home studying, completely unaware how my life would change when Shelly brought in the mail.

“Okay, goodnight.” He teased and a small smile hung on his face as he burrowed his face between my breasts.

I couldn’t help but to laugh.

Even though my body was intensely connected to him and every fiber in my being desired him, there was a part of me that I always held back from being too too close. I admired his ability to be so . . . emotionally open, I guess you can call it. So eager and capable to show love.

He began sucking my nipples.

I squirmed with laughter.

“Has anyone ever told you you’re like a kid in a man’s body?”

Between sucks he said, “That’s the greatest compliment I could ever receive.” He sighed as he finally exited out of me and rolled over leaving me suddenly aching, empty, longing for his body to be connected with mine.

Oh my gosh, I was screwed.

“Okay, princess. How about you get cleaned up. I need you healthy for your little travels with me. No UTI’s.”

I slowly sat up and looked at him bemused.

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