Page 26 of Off-Limits Silver Fox Billionaire

Josh stopped me, then shifted me into a spoon embrace. He slid a finger into my wetness again and began another slow slide that spiked my desire some more. Nothing I loved made me feel this rush of adrenaline but him.

His hot breath and hardness against my back drove me wild with lust.

His kisses stayed on my neck, his free hand massaged my breasts and kneaded them while his hardness pressed into my ass. I wanted it inside me. I tried to touch him, but I could only play out a few strokes.

My hands on him made him growl, then he stopped me, lifted my leg, and slid into me with a full thrust. We both gasped, fell silent, and stayed frozen for a second. Josh's harsh breath fell out first before I whimpered.

His right hand wrapped around my neck, and he angled my head back to give himself access to the croon of my neck again. When he slid out of me to the hilt, then pushed back in again, I squeezed my eyes shut and moaned deeply.

“Yes,” I urged, wanting him to take me with more intensity.

There was a spiraling part of me now that didn’t want this moment to stop. I had dropped all sense of reasoning when he first told me he wanted me. Now, I just wanted to make love to him and feel all he had to offer.

Every thrust of his hips brought us both closer to the edge of release. Josh found my free hand and linked our fingers, then he thrust in a few times before he pulled out and turned me around to face him. He framed my cheeks and kissed me deeply, then lay back and let me take the lead.

Straddling his thighs and watching the expression of passion etched onto his face as I rode him was empowering. He held my waist, slid his hands to my breasts and kneaded them at every chance he got.

“Bree,” he whispered in a hoarse voice when I did a slow dance with my hips and drew him in fully. I lowered myself onto his chest, toyed with his lips like he did with mine, then took his hands and put them on my ass.

There were no words, our slick movements dragged on for a long time till I felt another climax bubble inside me. I rocked into him, riding the waves of my climax to the end. Josh flipped me around and began thrusting into me with speed while I quaked.

I still hadn’t recovered from my own climax, but his fierceness stole my breath and built me up all over again. He emptied his seed into me with a loud groan, and I cried out too as his warmth spilled inside and filled me.

The next sigh out of my lips sounded more like a purr, but it didn’t matter. My body wouldn’t move because languid pleasure flowed through me, and my pulse was slowing back to its normal pace.

We lay together afterward, neither of us caring about how much time had passed till we fell into a blissful sleep while locked in the same embrace.

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I wokeup to the sound of running water in the background, and I opened my eyes slowly. Josh was no longer on the bed, but I could still smell him, and his spot was still warm. I rolled over there and hugged the pillow he had used to cushion my body.

“Josh?” I called when I finally gathered the strength to climb out of bed. My legs still felt jelly-like, and when I reached the bathroom, the steam didn’t let me see properly at first till he turned off the shower.

“Come join me,” I heard him say in that silky tone that always got me excited. “Let’s take a shower together.”

I stepped into the bathroom and treaded carefully because I couldn’t see a thing. When I hit something warm and solid, I knew it was Josh because his hands immediately snaked around my waist. I raised my head to look at him.

His green eyed sparkled as he smiled at me, then dropped a kiss to my lips. “How long did we sleep?” I asked.

“It’s just past midnight,” he told me as we stepped under the shower, and he opened it again. The warm water slid over my skin steadily, and his hands molded me to him first before he kissed me tenderly.

The slow kiss led to a more heated one, and soon our tongues merged in a sensual dance that made our passion heat up more than the warm water from the shower.

Josh's gentleness did not hide his hunger. His kisses were always intense, and he always touched me all over while his tongue worked it’s magic. My head spun and my body melted into his, wanting more of his touch.

Josh turned me around, then lifted my hands and plastered them on the wall. “Hold on tight,” he said into my ear as his hands molded my butt and pulled me closer to him.

I gasped when he arched my back, loving the passion and tenderness in his touch. I felt the tip of his hardness push into me first before he entered me fully.

Nothing could trump the feeling that swarms through me as he thrust in and out of me with slow precision. His hardness stroked every inch of my core and made my toes curl.

I loved the penetration and the way he kneaded my breasts, then shifted his hands to my neck and waist again. When he trailed a finger down my spine and pulled me closer to him for a kiss, I arched my back some more and that deepened his thrusts.

I was sinking deeper and craving more of him. His slow ministrations made it difficult for me to breathe and soon I was moaning to match the slaps of our bodies against each other, and the groans coming from him.

We shared a late-night snack in his kitchen after our long shower, and Josh took me again against the kitchen counter. I couldn’t get enough of him, and I hoped this one night would be enough for me to get rid of all my sensuous desires when it came to this man.

Deep down I knew the cocoon wouldn’t last, but I chose to ignore those thoughts and let myself indulge in this sinful pleasure for the moment.

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