Page 420 of Tormented Billionaire Romance Series

The elevator opened and we and the other people headed for lunch stepped out into the lobby. “No, it’s okay,” I said. “That place is fine. They serve good food, and it’s not their fault that…you know who…showed up that day. And, I need to work on not being neurotic about your past. It’ll be good.”

“You’re sure?” Elijah checked.

“Yes, I’m sure,” I said on the way out.

It gave me a very good feeling to know he was so aware of, and concerned about, my feelings. He was committed to showing me that he reallywasa good guy.

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After lunch, we climbed back into Elijah’s car in the parking lot. But before he started the engine, I reached over and touched his hand. He looked over curiously at me.

“Everything okay?” he asked.

“Very okay,” I said. “I was just remembering what I told you about the reason I let things happen between us. I told you that I’d fallen in love with you. I still feel that way.”

A soft, warm look came over him, one that made his perfectly handsome, masculine face even more handsome. “I wanted it to happen…not just for what it was, which was incredible, but because I fell in love with you, too.”

Elijah leaned over and kissed me. The kiss felt as if the pilot light were suddenly lighting up the burner after it had been out for a while. The fire was as strong as ever. We couldn’t stop. One kiss melted into another.

Eventually, while holding on to his necktie, I suggested, “Your place?”

He had the engine started and backed out of the space in nothing flat.

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If the elevator of his building had stopped between the lobby and the penthouse, anyone getting on would have been treated to quite a show.

Elijah had me up against the elevator wall. Our mouths worked hungrily at each other. I loosened and whipped off his tie while he slipped his hand up my skirt and under my panties, feeling for my pussy. His kisses told me how urgently he wanted it, and it was all I could do to stop myself from halting the elevator between floors, taking down his trousers, and releasing his dick on the spot.

When the car reached the top floor, we bounded out, Elijah’s tie in my hand and his hand going for his belt buckle.Was he actually horny enough to do it to me right here in the hall?No one else lived up here. No one else would see.

But instead, we crossed the short distance from the elevator to his door, he punched the code to open it, and in a flurry of movement, we were together in his living room with the door slamming shut behind us. I dropped his tie and grabbed him by his suit jacket lapels, and pulled him to me. We exploded into the most passionate kiss yet.

Elijah practically tore off his jacket and went for the buttons of his dress shirt. “Get your fucking clothes off; I want your pussy right here.”

Loosening my blouse, I whispered breathlessly, “On the floor?” Granted, his carpeting was pretty soft, but…

Whipping off his shirt, he said, “On the couch. Get your gorgeous ass naked.” He started untying his shoes. “Never mind the bed; I’ve got to get my dick in you right now.”

No words I’d ever heard in my life had excited me as much as those. Seconds later, I was down to my bra and panties and Elijah was totally naked, his erect cock aimed at me like a missile. He grabbed me, making me let out a yelp, and carried me with arms and legs wrapped around him to the couch, where he dropped me down on my back.

Moving like lightning, he relieved me of the last things I had on. I whimpered with anticipation as Elijah pulled my thighs up around his hips and did exactly as he said he wanted to do. In one smooth motion, he had the mushroom head of his glans through my labia and the steely, fleshy cylinder of his penis all the way inside my vagina.

Elijah’s body pressing me down onto the cushions of his expensive sofa and his cock penetrating my pussy once again made all the feelings I’d had on my own couch and in his bed come blasting back to life inside me with all the force and power of the blasting, thrusting beats of his throbbing member.

As broken hearted as I’d been at the thought of never having him on top of me and inside me again, still I had not been able to stop reliving those hours of being fucked so passionately, so savagely — so beautifully — by the most perfect man I’d ever met. Everything that I’d felt then returned to me now, and I held on to his muscular shoulders, crying out, “Oh yes, Elijah! Oh yes, fuck me!Fuck me!”

His breath hot against my face and his dick banging like a jackhammer inside my pussy, Elijah gasped and groaned, “Yeah…fuck yeah…FUCKyeah. Damn, Corinne, I’ve missed your pussy. You’re so fucking tight.Sofucking tight. I want your cunt so bad…”

My body and my sex welcomed Elijah home. I wrapped myself around him, receiving him and giving myself to him totally. And, he responded by fucking me harder than he’d ever done on that one perfect Saturday. His driving, pounding tool let me know without a doubt that he wanted it to belong to me and that he wanted my pussy to belong to him.

He sounded as delirious as I felt, humping me with all the power in his exquisite muscles, thrusting inside me so hard as to make me think we’d both go flying limb from limb. “You’resofucking tight. Your pussy’ssofucking tight. Oh,shit,Corinne, I need to fuck you. Oh…oh,shit…”

Consumed with joy at being battered and hammered that way inside my once-virginal womanhood by his awesome maleness, I sucked at his lips and chin and moaned up at him, “Don’t stop. Don’t take it out; oh God, ohGod,don’t stop. Fuck me, Elijah, just fuck me…”

I became the more-than-willing captive of Elijah’s lust. Reunited with his cock, submitting to his body, I knew that he could have my complete and willing submission forever if he wanted it. I would serve up my body and my pussy to him as much he demanded because this man was so uncannily beautiful, and he so obviouslylivedto fuck, that there was nothing else to do.

He kissed and nibbled my neck and shoulders, driving me ever more insane with pleasure. He gasped and grunted at me, “I love your pussy. I love you. I love your pussy.” He sucked where my neck met my shoulder. “I need your pussy. I love to fuck you. Oh, shit, you’re so tight. I love to fuck you…”

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