Page 80 of The Billionaire's Obsession: Florida

His finger delved along her saturated folds, slowly meandering deeper. “Like this?” he asked, his tone demanding.

“More,” she begged, ready to lose her mind if he didn’t make her come immediately.

“Like this?” He circled her clit, his finger gliding through her slick flesh.

“More. Damn it. More.” She was losing it, her body begging for him.

“Like this?” His mouth closed over her tender flesh, his tongue lapping, licking her arousal, consuming her.

Oh, God. Yes. Yes. Yes. Her hips lifted, trying to get his tongue deeper, faster. He parted her folds with his thumbs and buried his face in her pussy with a tortured reverberating sound, devouring her like a starving man, relentlessly flicking her clit as he completely consumed her.

“Yes. Please, Simon. I need to come.” She grasped his head, threading her fingers into his hair, moaning as she pulled him against her, rocking her hips as he pleasured her with his scorching hot mouth.

He groaned against her flesh, the vibrations pushing her slowly toward insanity. Her climax engulfed her, consumed her, her body catching fire as Simon laved her over the edge.

Nearly ready to sob with relief, Kara cried his name as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her body.

After he had wrung every ounce of pleasure from her that he could with his amazing mouth, Simon shed his boxers and crawled up her body. Kara opened her eyes, and saw the man she loved, raw and edgy, just the way she liked him. Just the way she loved him.

Kara’s body was sated, but her need to have him join with her was almost unbearable. “Fuck me, Simon. Now.” His erection jutted against the still-quivering flesh of her core.

“Mine,” he told her roughly. “You’ll always be mine.”

“Yes. Always.”

Simon positioned his hard cock at the entrance to Kara’s begging channel, entering her with one hard thrust, taking her breath away. He filled her, completed her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, wanting to be as close to him as she could get.

Simon’s mouth covered hers, suffusing her entire body with heat, taking her away to a place where only she and Simon existed. His cock pummeled her, Simon pulling almost completely out before entering her again, and Kara embraced the volatile mating. He was claiming her, and she wanted to be claimed by him.

Yanking his mouth from hers, he panted, “Tell me you’re mine. I need you. I love you. You’re never fucking leaving me.”

“I’ll always be yours, Simon. Nothing will tear us apart. I love you.” Her gasping admission was barely out of her mouth before she felt her orgasm building. Wrapping her legs tighter around Simon’s waist, she met his powerful strokes, their sweat-soaked bodies melding together seamlessly.

Kara flew apart, her body trembling and her channel contracting, nails biting into the skin of Simon’s back. She cried out his name, rocking her fiery body into his, milking his cock as her orgasm crested and then let her come back to earth slowly.

“Fuck. Kara. Kara.” Simon came, his explosive orgasm flooding her womb.

He rolled off her immediately, clutching her against him, pulling her into the protective shelter of his arms.

His chest still heaving, he choked out, “Did I hurt you?”

She shook her head, her body still quivering. “No,” she whispered, still short of breath. “You gave me exactly what I needed.”

Her need satiated, Kara kissed his forehead before burying her face in his neck, still trying to recover.

Somehow, Simon always seemed to know what she needed. Tonight, on their second Valentine’s Day together, he had given her his unbridled passion and his deep unconditional love. Certainly, he hadn’t needed to put himself in restraints to prove anything to her. But just the fact that he had been willing, had put himself completely at her mercy, humbled her beyond belief.

Kara sighed, wondering how she had ever been so lucky, how she had ever stumbled across a man like Simon, a man to whom she could surrender everything, a man who would always hold her love, her trust and her soul safely in his care.

“I love you. Happy Valentine’s Day,” she breathed softly against his neck.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart. I’ll love you forever,” Simon murmured against her shoulder, his arms tightening protectively, possessively around her.

Whatever challenges she and Simon might face, they would deal with them together.

“You’ll always have me,” she told him softly, sleepily.

“I know, baby. I’m the luckiest bastard in the world,” he rumbled.

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