Page 336 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
She immediately pulled back.
I helped her to her feet. “Now bend over, Mrs. Rhodes.”
She turned around and placed her hands on the table full of props.
I’d gotten so much better at controlling myself. But I still took my time, sinking into her, inch by inch. I wanted to savor this moment.
But it didn’t seem like Ash wanted to savor the moment. Because she started pushing back on the table, trying to get me to increase my pace.
Fuck it.I didn’t want to control myself either. What I wanted was to put a baby in her.
I’d had Nigel stop putting birth control in her green juice. And I’d been filling her whenever I got a chance. First thing in the morning. Teatime. Afternoon delights. Before we fell asleep every night.
I’d had her at every angle.
In almost every room in my apartment.
In a lot of rooms at the Society.
In my castle.
In my villa.
In most of my cars.
On Rob’s desk. I smiled to myself.
And there was nothing hotter than my cum running down her thigh when I pulled out.
She moaned as I slammed into her harder.
My wife liked it rough. And I loved being rough with her.
As soon as her pussy started pulsing around me, I came. Hard. Filling her.
She turned to look at me over her shoulder. “I love you.”
I slapped her ass. “I love you.”
She laughed, gripping me tight again.
Fuck.
She laughed again at the expression on my face.
I slowly pulled back, watching my cum trail down her thigh. I pulled out my handkerchief and wiped up the mess.
“My husband is such an old-fashioned gentleman.”
I smiled down at her. “My wife is a sex addict.”
She laughed and pushed on my chest. “You’re the sex addict.”
“Like I’m the stalker?” I raised my eyebrow at her.
“Mhm.”
“If you say so.” I helped her back into her poofy skirt.
