Page 86 of The Billionaire

“Ugh!!!”

My head shot up again as well as my hips and began to buck against the want as if I could press harder against the sensation, then maybe I could make it to my beautiful grand release.

I bucked more and more and more, growing impatient and desperate, needy, hot until the vibration turned higher and higher and higher until I exploded.

My pussy got what she wanted.

I cried out as my jaw hung open and everything felt hazy. Nothing else mattered except the deep orgasm that once begged to be released.

“You look so damn hot right now.”

“Ahhhhhh….ahhhhhh…..!!!” I cried out as my entire body feels the fiery pleasure, and just as I thought I was nearing the end, he lowered the intensity down to the lowest, lowest, lowest and I cried out, a squeak, a high pitched cry as I’m brought to the beginnings of the highest most intense orgasm of my life.

I tried to reach for him but I can’t because I’m restrained…and I love it.

Ahhhhhhhh…

My body finally found the sweet release as I lay there soaking it all in.

Soaking…soaking….soaking….

I lay in the after math of the never-ending orgasm and felt the aftershock of pleasure of the light vibration against my throbbed swollen clit. Everything was vibrating now and all I could do was continue to bathe in the vibration of every single fiber of my being feeling like it had been lit with electricity. I felt so much vibration still, that my body didn’t even feel or know the vibration was shut off and the toy was removed from my body. Yet I still felt the tingles from head to toe and my heart rate felt as if I ran a fast sprint.

Adrenaline.

“Congratulations. You’ve just survived your first forced orgasm session.” He slid his mask up and kissed my lips passionately.

“I’m sorry for leaving you there, babe. But I knew you were about to receive the orgasm of the century. I know how these things work.”

I was still out of breath, in denial, in wonder, in complete awe of the sensations I was feeling that at the slightest touch of his finger down there, I bucked wildly. I didn’t even recognize the way my lips felt down there. He slid his finger up my stomach and felt my heart rate and laughed lightly.

He then walked along side of me as he slid his fingers down my stomach and lightly, delicately separated my swollen lips and leaned down and lightly, ever so lightly, trailed his tongue delicately over everything swollen and my body clenched and my head tossed. My inner walls clenched as the ribbed of his tongue trailed down from my begging opening and up to my clitoris, reminding me that nothing else in the entire world could ever feel as good as him.

He slowly licked his fatted tongue over my swollen inner lips and I cried out as at the slightest touch of his tongue, the tightest tap, sent me once again to orgasm and I longed to touch him.

“I want to touch you!” I say breathlessly. “ I want to—”

I cried out as he’s in control now and knew just how to send me over the edge, but this time was different. I knew my gem looked like a completely different ball game this time with the swelling. Everything was so sensitive, so swollen as he pointed down with his tongue and slowly, slooooooooooowly did that thing I can’t resist and I lay back and close my eyes and see stars until finally, I was drained of every last energy as my body renders itself a prisoner to another orgasm.

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