Page 61 of Seducing the Billionaire

I alternate between long, slow licks and fast flicks with my tongue, her hips lifting from the desk, seeking relief as I build her up.

“Easy,” I murmur, tracing her hip bones with my thumbs, memorizing the softness of her skin, savoring the taste of her. “I’ll get you there.”

She reaches down, fingers sifting through my hair, clenching the ends, and I moan, loving the gentle way she tugs, her urgency spurring me on despite my request for patience. I have a feeling if she asked me to jump, I’d simply ask how high in response.

“Faster,” she says, tugging at my hair harder, the action unlocking a burst of lust within me. “Like that.”

I give her what she wants, nuzzling into her as I bring my thumb to her clit to tease her there.

Her hips buck, breaths picking up in speed as I work her, thighs trembling, fingers gripping me tight until she breaks.

I drink her down, relishing every bit of her as she comes down from her high, a sight I’ll be reliving tonight when it’s me alone in my hotel room.

Her body finally goes limp against the desk, a lazy grin on her lips as she tilts her head to look over at me. “Three for three,” she murmurs, and it takes me a moment to realize what she means. Three times I’ve made her come now—twice last night and once today. Three glorious, earth-shattering times. “And all within twenty-four hours.”

“A record, I’m hoping?”

Her smile grows wider. “Definitely for me.” She lifts up on one elbow, brushing her hair that’s gone wild back from her face. “But you? We need to double your score.”

I swallow hard, scared to hope for what I think she means as she straightens and slides off the desk, taking my hands to bring me up. Her arms twine around my shoulders, and she kisses me languidly, pressing her body tightly to mine.

My hips unconsciously push forward, nestling into her softness, my belly dipping low in delight as her nails lightly scratch down my back. Does she have any idea what kind of effect she has on me?

One of her hands snakes between us, over my pecs, my abs, my navel, down to my belt buckle, her fingers quick and light as she undoes it. I should object, stop her, remind her that this whole situation came about because I told her last night I would only do something for her. That I don’t want to take advantage of her.

But I’m weak, too excited to see what she’ll do, my pulse a heavy beat throughout my body as she unzips me and reaches into my boxers to pull me out.

“It’s all right that I touch you now?”

“Yes.” The word slips out easily, no other answer for her as she strokes me harder. “I can’t get enough of your touch.”

She leans away slightly, looking up at me from under lowered lashes. Her hair is tousled, cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded with desire. My bombshell seductress. “What about my mouth?”

A sly smile curves over her lips as she lowers herself to her knees, guiding my cock into her mouth, giving a light lick to the head.

“Oh, fuck.” The curse slips out as I grip the edge of the desk behind me, balancing myself as my knees momentarily weaken, the sight of my dick disappearing into her mouth almost too much to take. I stare up at the ceiling, half afraid I’ll come right now if I see anymore.

“Do you like that?” she asks, releasing me briefly, pressing soft kisses down my length.

“Yeah.” Is that my voice that sounds so hoarse?

“Is there anything special I should do?”

She wants me to think of something else? I only have two working brain cells at the moment, and they’re both screaming for her to suck me again. “What you’re doing is amazing.”

She continues to stroke me, her fingers a tight ring around my cock, and concentrates on using her tongue to swirl over the sensitive head, precum beading out of the tip. She licks it down, my eyes squeezing shut as I attempt to control myself, breathing in and out on long breaths.

I want this to last, to go on forever, to always have her mouth and hands on me, to revel in this connection. She takes me in further, and I make the mistake of looking down, my hips bucking as she bobs up and down, intent on her task, the suction incredible.

“Emma.”

She makes a questioning noise, never stopping, and I finally let myself go, giving in to the pull she has over me, an electric thrill running down my spine.

“Suck me harder.”

She hums happily, doing as I say, building me up, and I brace myself, my hand gripping the back of her neck as the climax overtakes me, washing over me in waves. I bite my lip hard, keeping contained the words that long to come out. How much I want her. How goddamned amazing she is. How I’m losing myself to her. There’s no denying it to myself any longer, at least.

She releases me with a pop as I finish, her smile so irresistible, I can’t help but bring her up to join me, giving her a long, luxurious kiss.

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