Page 168 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10
So I gave her what she wanted. And what I needed. I fucked her harder than she probably knew she could take.
"Yes!" she screamed.
Her swollen breasts bounced with each powerful thrust. She pushed her palms against the trunk of the tree and started moving her hips in time with me.Fuck yes.My fingers dug into her flesh and she moaned again. She liked it rough and I knew how to give it to her. I reached around her waist and grabbed her clit between my fingers and squeezed. Hard.
She started to clench around my throbbing cock.
God.I rode her release, loving the feeling of her coming on me, her pussy gripping me like a vice.
But I wasn’t done with her yet. Not nearly. I pulled out and turned her toward me. She needed to make me come. Before I could thrust back inside of her, she grabbed my tie and pulled my face down to hers.
"James," she said and bit her lip.
Apparently she wanted it even harder, otherwise she would have been a good girl and called me Professor Hunter like I’d told her to. I grabbed her ass, lifted her up, and pushed her back against the trunk of the tree.So fucking naughty. So fucking perfect.I raised my eyebrow.Is this what you want?I thrust back inside of her wetness. She was so tight I could barely take it.
"What are you trying to do to me?" I groaned. I pushed into her and pinned her in place as my hands wandered away from her ass. Her legs wrapped more firmly around me as I squeezed her tits. First I’d thought that her hand fit perfectly in my mine. Then I thought that her pussy was made to please my dick. And now her breasts? They fit perfectly in my hands. This woman was made to be mine. I rubbed her nipples and she moaned against my neck.
Even the sounds she made drove me insane. I grabbed her arms and raised them above her head. If I had any more sensations, I’d explode too soon. I wasn’t done with her yet. My dick moved slowly in and out of her now, savoring the feeling of her around me. And our lips met. Her kiss was as intoxicating as everythingelse about her. And then it hit me. Everything was too slow. Too intimate. Too heavy. And that wasn’t me.
I bit down on her lips and slammed back into her.
"Professor Hunter!" she whimpered.
I went faster and faster, bringing back the rawness and intensity that I knew she wanted and that I needed. I wanted her to be sore tomorrow. I wanted her to know that she was mine even when we were apart.
I felt that low pull in my stomach and our orgasms collided. My cock throbbed again and again, more intense than the first time I’d had her. What the hell was that?
I knew she felt it too. Her whole body was trembling as I pulled her into my chest. My breathing was heavy, rustling her hair. And her ragged breath was warm on the side of my neck. I wasn’t sure how long I held her like that. With us both waiting to catch our breath. But eventually, I pulled out and set her down on her feet.
I’d fucked her. But I was very aware of the fact that a lot of parts of tonight had felt like more than that. Wasn’t that what I wanted? For this to be more? But I didn’t expect to feel like this…whatever this was. I could have held her forever in my arms. Kissed her slowly. And I wasn’t sure I knew what I wanted anymore. But as I stared at her in the moonlight, I didn’t want to fuck her. I wanted the grass to not be fertilized so I could lay her down gently and…Breathe.
I dropped my gaze from her exposed breasts and zipped up my pants. I was still in my full suit, that’s how desperately I’d needed her. No self-control. It was like I could feel myself slipping, but I had no will to stop it.
When I looked back up, she had one arm across her chest and her other hand in front of her pussy.
"You have nothing to hide from me," I said and moved her arms to her sides. My breathing was still uneven as I took her in from head to toe. Maybe I had nothing to hide from her either. But I knew that it wasn’t as simple when it came to me. She’d be gone as soon as I told her the truth. And I was getting worried that I didn’t know how to exist without her.
Obsessed - Chapter 24
Saturday
Penny ran her fingers through her hair. "Do I look okay?" she asked as she stepped out of the golf cart.
"Penny, you look stunning." Truly. She had that just fucked look I was growing increasingly fond of.
"I mean, does it look like we just had sex?" she whispered, even though no one was around.
I looked at the way her tousled hair fell unevenly on her shoulders. Her dress was wrinkled and a little damp from the dew on the grass. She started to smooth the fabric with her hands to no avail.
I tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Penny, it looks like I just fucked your brains out."
"Professor Hunter!" she lightly pushed on my chest.
"That's how I prefer you to look." I straightened my tie. "Now, I believe I owe you a piece of cake." I lifted her into my arms and carried her back to the terrace. She was so light in my arms. And for a moment, I thought I really could be good for her. I could protect her. I could actually have a positive influence on her life instead of a negative one.
I set her down on her feet and draped my arm across her shoulders as I escorted her back into the restaurant.
She kept her eyes downcast. It seemed like she was embarrassed like she always was in class. Why? Was it because she was worried she had sex hair? Everyone was staring at her because she was gorgeous. And she didn’t even realize it. I wanted to help her with that. Because she had nothing…nothingto be embarrassed about.
