Page 154 of My Big, Fat, Secret Billionaire Baby

Heat and salt flood my tongue as I bury my face in her. She cries out, thighs clamping around my head.

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” I growl against her pussy. “All that righteous anger has made you just…wet.”

“Leo—”

“Sit on me with all your weight,” I command.

“Leo—”

“Do it.”

And she does. My head is pinned to the bench.

Fucking hot.

I spear her with my tongue. Her back arches and a broken sound tears from her throat.

“Youcravethis.” I suck her clit, relentless. “Craveme.”

Her hands scramble for a grip on the squat rack above us. “I can’t—oh God—”

“I’ve been called many names before.” I reach under the bench, fingers closing around the vibrator I keep stashed there with a Velcro strap.

Don’t judge.

The sleek black wand hums to life. She freezes.

“Relax, my vixen. Let me show you what you’ve been missing.”

The second I press it to her pussy, she convulses. “Wait—too much—”

But the vibrator’s hum drowns out her protests.Sabrina’s thighs quiver around my head, her pussy glistening under the gym’s harsh lights.

I press the toy harder against her clit, watching her breath hitch.

“You’re shaking,” I murmur, dragging my tongue up her slit. “But not from fear.”

“Leo—please—”

“Please what?” I flick the vibrator to its highest setting. Her back arches off the bench, a broken moan tearing loose. “You want me to stop? Or do you want to drown me?”

She grits her teeth, sweat slicking her throat. “I… it’s too—”

“Too much, my vixen?” I replace the vibrator with my thumb, circling her swollen clit. “Your body says otherwise.” I plunge two fingers into her sopping wet pussy. “Fuck, you’re dripping. Like you’ve been waiting for this moment for years.”

Her hips jerk, trying to escape the stimulation. But I wrap a hand around her ass, pulling her down. “Sit on my face. Good girl. Now let go, Sabrina.Now.”

Her orgasm hits like a dam breaking. A gush of warmth floods my palm, her juices streaming down my wrist, my face, her thighs.

She cries out, legs clamping around my head as she soaks me and the bench beneath us. I lap at her, groaning as her flavor explodes on my tongue. Sweet, earthy,addictive.

I cum then, too. Although there’s nothing directly stimulating my cock, I can’t help myself, and groan even louder as the strings of cum spread across my abs. When I’m done, my dick stays fully erect. Waiting expectantly for its turn.

“That’s one,” I growl, lifting my chin.I can feel her fluid all over my mouth, her scent clinging to my skin.

She pants, chest heaving. “More…”

“Oh don’t worry,” I smirk, sliding the soaked fingers of one hand over her trembling belly. “You just painted my face. There’s going to be many more.”

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