Page 18 of The Billionaire's Naughty List

I lock onto my target, loving her, lavishing her with attention until her muscles start to quiver and her thighs clamp around my head.

"Give it to me," I say with my mouth full.

Her hips buck, sliding her clit where she needs it most.Fuck yes. Just like that. Use me, honey.

A groan rumbles from my chest and I swear she can feel it through my lips because she freezes for a split second andthen she shatters. A scream, not a word, just husky babble, fills the air. Her cunt clamps down on my fingers, shudders rolling through her like waves crashing against the shore. She whimpers my name and fuck if that doesn't make me feel like the king of the universe.

Her slow, sated smile makes me even harder. What the hell? I'm straining the bounds of my skin, wanting her something desperate. And I swear she knows it. Watches me from her spot against the pillows, hair fanned out, fingers wrapped over the headboard.

I take my needy cock in hand and give it a slow stroke. She watches me with hazy, lust filled eyes.

"Fuck, Lily. Just… Fuck?—"

She shudders. "You're so big," she moans the last word, and my vision blinks out.

"So I can fill you up, kitten."

"Mmm."

"You're going to like that, aren't you?" No more holding back. Now that I know she likes my words almost as much as my touch, I'm going to give her both. Readily.

"Mmmhmm.”

"Have I shocked all speech out of you?"

She grins, looking almost delirious. "Yep."

I crawl forward, settling on top of her. Her legs wrap around my hips and lock behind my back. Gods, if the cradle of her thighs isn't the best thing I've ever felt. All this soft warm skin, supple flesh.

"I like seeing you happy."

Which isn't new. But this is different. This is a new sort of happiness. Where her skin wears the gentle scratches of my scruff and her eyes are unfocused because she's out of her mind from the orgasm I gave her.

It takes considerable effort to lay here, when what I want with every breath is to shuttle my dick into her waiting wetness and feel her flesh hug me close. But I also love feeling her like this. Soft and supple beneath me, breathless with anticipation.

We were made for this. Two puzzle pieces a moment away from clicking into place.

"Please— Elliot?—"

"What is it?"

"I need you. Stop teasing me."

"I like teasing us both. Once I give in, there's no going back. You understand that, right?"

There's a soft little whimper that sounds utterly delighted.

She wants this. Me.

"I like the sound of that." But it's clear by the quiver in her voice she more than likes it.

"Yeah? You want me to keep you?" Because I will. I am. "Kiss and lick every inch of you? Eat your needy pussy for breakfast, lunch and dinner?"

Her eyes roll back in her head and she shudders.

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LILY

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