Page 30 of My Bestie's Billionaire Brother

Charlie moans in response and begins slowly working his way down my body, kissing and sucking on my nipples before moving lower. His warm tongue finds my clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I cry out, running my fingers through his hair as he brings me to the edge.

Just before I topple over, Charlie moves back up my body. He looks me in the eye and asks, “One hundred percent sure?”

“One thousand actually.” I respond, reaching for his incredibly erect cock. I stroke it once, twice, watching his face contort with pleasure.

“Are you on something? Birth control, I mean…” he asks.

“I’m on the pill,” I reply. “And totally clean. I got tested not long ago.”

“Same here. Well…I mean…I got tested recently. All good.”

I nod and smile, pulling him to me. I can’t wait any longer.

He positions his cock at my entrance and enters me slowly, both of us gasping at the exquisite sensation. We fit together perfectly, like two pieces of a puzzle.

We start to move together, finding our rhythm. Charlie's powerful thrusts are met by my eager hips as we move together in perfect synchronicity. Our bodies slide against each other as the tension builds. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him even deeper inside me. The new angle causes us both to moan with pleasure.

"Oh God, Tess," Charlie groans, burying his face in my neck. His hot breath against my skin sends shivers down my spine.

I run my nails down his back, relishing the feel of his muscles flexing beneath my fingertips. Charlie captures my lips in a searing kiss, swallowing my moans as he picks up the pace. The headboard thumps rhythmically against the wall, but I'm too lost in sensation to care.

Charlie's hand snakes between us, his thumb finding my clit. I arch off the bed, moaning in ecstasy as he circles it with expert precision. The dual sensations of his thick length sliding in and out of me combined with the pressure on my most sensitive spot quickly push me to the brink.

"I'm so close," I pant, digging my nails into his shoulders.

He increases his pace, driving into me with powerful thrusts that leave me breathless. "Let go, Tess. Come for me," he growls in my ear.

His husky command sends me over the edge. My body explodes with pleasure, waves of ecstasy washing over me as I cry out. I can feel my pussy clench around him rhythmically, prolonging my intense orgasm.

Charlie groans, his thrusts becoming erratic as he nears his own climax. His muscles tense beneath my hands, his breathing ragged against my neck. I wrap my legs tighter around him, urging him deeper.

"Tess, oh God, Tess," he moans, his voice thick with desire.

I capture his lips in a passionate kiss, and hold onto him even tighter as he reaches his peak. Charlie shudders against me, crying out my name once more as he finds his release. The pulsing of his cock inside me triggers another wave of pleasure, and I come again, clinging to him as tremors of ecstasy course through my body.

We collapse together, breathing heavily. Charlie rolls to the side, pulling me with him so I'm draped across his chest. Hisarms encircle me, holding me close as our heart rates slow. I play with the hair on his chest, marveling at the lean muscles beneath my fingertips.

As we lay there in blissed-out silence, I notice a small scar on Charlie's shoulder that I’ve never noticed before. It's shaped almost like a crescent moon.

"What's this from?" I ask, tracing the scar gently.

Charlie chuckles, the sound rumbling through his chest. "Ah, that's a ridiculous story. Promise not to laugh?"

I prop myself up on my elbow, looking at him with amusement. "I’ll make no such promises."

He grins, his eyes twinkling. "Fair enough. Well, when I was about twelve, I went through this phase where I was obsessed with becoming a magician."

I raise an eyebrow, already fighting back a giggle. "A magician?"

"Hey, don't judge. I thought it would make me cool," he defends, poking me playfully in the ribs.

I’m super ticklish and jerk in his arms. “No tickling!”

Charlie takes his hands off me and I immediately miss them. “Okay, okay. Yeesh, I had no idea how ticklish you are. That’s definitely information I’ll have to store away,” he says with a devilish grin.

“Anyway, I convinced my parents to buy me this fancy magic set for my birthday. It came with all sorts of tricks—cards, coins, even a collapsible top hat."

His arms are wrapped around me again and I snuggle closer, resting my head on his chest. "Let me guess, you pulled a rabbit out of the hat and it bit you?"

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