Page 64 of A Billionaire Dom

Davin

“Isit strange that I’ve missed you?” I asked as I rested my forehead against hers. “It’s only been two days.”

“I missed you too.”

My brothers were going to have a field day with this. I hadn’t understood it when they’d told me about Sofi and Jae. How they had this connection and how badly it’d hurt when they’d been forced apart. I’d been glad Deklin and Damon had found happiness, and that the women they’d chosen deserved the men my brothers were, but I hadn’t truly gotten it until now.

I cupped her chin, tilting her head up as I bent mine, taking her mouth. Possessing it. Possessing her. Not because I owned her but because she owned me, body and soul. She parted her lips, her tongue meeting mine as she turned to straddle my lap, leaning into the kiss.

My hands moved under her shirt, palms sliding up her spine, down her ribcage, thumbs skimming the sides of her breasts as I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra. How the hell had that escaped my notice?

A soft moan encouraged me, and I brushed my thumb over a nipple, feeling it harden under my touch. Then she rocked against me, and it was my turn to moan. I caught her bottom lip between my teeth and tugged on it, worried at it, before soothing it with my tongue.

Suddenly, she climbed off my lap, leaving my head spinning as I tried to figure out what I’d done wrong. When she pulled her shirt over her head, I realized she wasn’t upset and wasn’t asking me to slow down. By the time I’d taken off my own shirt, she had stripped down to a pair of black, boy-cut cotton briefs, and I had to stop and stare.

“Do you have any idea how sexy you are?” I asked.

She grinned at me and sent a pointed look at my crotch. “I have a pretty good idea.”

I stood and quickly lost the rest of my clothes. “Take your underwear off too.” When she reached for the waistband, I added, “Slowly.”

I wrapped my fingers around my cock, slowly stroking it as Linsey obeyed. The waistband dropped an inch, and she turned, giving me an unobstructed view of the absolutely gorgeous tattoo of falling leaves and a J.R.R. Tolkien quote that covered most of her back.

My eyes trailed the length of her spine and stopped where she was easing the snug cotton over her ass in the most excruciating way possible. After they –finally– dropped to the floor, she kicked them away and turned back toward me, not a hint of inhibition or unease on her face.

All thoughts of taking her to her bedroom fled. I needed her here.Now. The next round could be in her bed, although we would eventually need a bigger one for all of the things I planned to do to her. Right now, the floor would do fine, even if we did end up with rug burns in some embarrassing places.

I stretched out on the floor, and she moved over to me before I said a word. When I reached up a hand, though, she took it and waited for me to tell her what to do. I guided her toward my shoulders and then curled my hand around her calf. The muscles tightened under my palm.

“I want you on your knees,” I said, my voice rough. “Either side of my head.”

Her eyes widened, heat filling their dark depths as she realized what I wanted. “Davin…”

I put it as bluntly as I could. “I want you to ride my face, make yourself come.”

She shivered. “Fuck.”

“That comes next,” I promised. “Now, be good and do as you’re told.” I winked at her, and she laughed.

Damn, I loved that sound.

She moved over me, and I reached up to grab her hips, more to have something to hold onto than to take control. The moment she was close enough, I licked the length of her slit. She sucked in a breath and settled so that my mouth could reach all the places I craved.

I lost myself in the taste and scent of her, sliding my tongue as far into her as it could go, then moving up to her clit and teasing it. She cursed as I flicked the tip of my tongue against it, and then I pressed hard, making her hips jerk. I smiled.

Time to make her lose control.

Less than a minute later, I had her grinding down on my face, hips moving in short little jerks as she made the sweetest little whimpers I’d ever heard. Her muscles were tense under my hands, and I could feel her desperation, her need for release.

A touch of teeth and then suction almost hard enough to hurt applied to her clit, and then she was crying out. She slumped over me, gasping as she dragged air into her lungs.

I shifted us, pulling her down my body until her cheek was on my chest, and her ass nudged my throbbing cock. I was dying to get inside her, but I was giving her a minute to recover.

I wanted to have her numerous times tonight, and if I was too rough now, it would limit what we could do later. If she was going to be sore tomorrow, I preferred to have it be after I’d made her come so many times she couldn’t see straight.

When she raised her head, her eyes were shining. “Thank you. I needed that.”

I grinned at her. “My pleasure.”

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