Page 47 of BillionHeir
I am in the slightest amount of pain, but right now nothing could drag me away. I lick up the seam of her opening and feel the goosebumps that cover her body in reaction.
“Damn, you are sensitive,” I say as the feeling of my dick being crammed between me and the bed becomes even more uncomfortable. I don’t remember a time when I have ever been so hard, and I can’t wait to sink myself inside of her.
But first, she needs to come.
I use my fingers to tease her opening while I find her clit with my tongue.
“Oh, God, Maxwell!” Chloe groans.
It takes everything I have in me not to sit up and drive myself to the deepest part of her, but she is not ready for that yet. And good things come to those who wait, right?
My shoulder is screaming in pain, but I don’t stop eating her pussy as I add another finger and curl them up to hit the spot that makes her scream my name.
“Max!” she screams out as she comes unglued, arching off the bed and writhing in pleasure as she tries to get her breath.
I make my way back up to her head, kissing her once I finally make it. The pain was worth it to see the blissed-out look on Chloe’s face, like she has died and gone to heaven. It takes a few seconds before she finally comes back down to earth, but when she does, the smile she gives me is brighter than a thousand suns.
“Mmmm,” she says, reaching her arms up above her head to stretch, leaving me thinking about all manner of other things I could do to her as I watch with rapt attention. When she brings her arms down, she twists onto her side and kisses me. I don’t know what I was expecting, but she steals the breath from my lungs with this one, her tongue intertwining with mine in what has got to be the most seductive kiss of my life.
As we kiss, her fingertips trace their way down the center of my body to my pants. She slides her hand right past the waistband, underneath my pants and my underwear, gripping myrock-hard dick in her fist and squeezing me in the most satisfying way.
“Shit,” I hiss as she lifts her lips away from mine.
Before I can pull her back, she begins to slide down my body, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses down my chest to my abs, continuing down to my pelvis.
When she pulls on the hem of my pants, I lift my hips to help her.
In a flash my pants and boxers are gone. Her mouth drops open in surprise when she sees my dick bobbing in front of her face. I assume she got a quick glance back when she helped me shower, but this is her first time seeing my full-sized erection. Her expression transforms to a ravenous look as she locks eyes with me and licks her lips. I have never seen a more beautiful woman.
Without taking her eyes from mine, she leans in and swirls her tongue around the head of my dick, then sucks it into her mouth. Her head bounces up and down as she accepts me deeper and deeper into her mouth, coating me with her saliva. She wraps the bottom half of my shaft with her hand, stroking in time with her head to make it feel like she is taking me completely inside of her.
When she pulls me out of her mouth, I groan at the loss.
“God, that was good,” I say as she sits up on her knees and wipes her mouth with a smile that says she knows exactly how good she really is.
“I am only getting started,” she says, crawling over me until we are face-to-face with her knees on either side of my body. She hovers above me, her breast dangling down to brush my chest.
My dick arches up, sliding between her legs. I cannot tell if the wetness is from her mouth or her pussy, but it doesn’t matter. I cannot take it anymore. I am just about to slip inside when protection suddenly comes to mind, bringing me to a halt.
“Condom,” I say not so eloquently. “In my pocket.”
“In your pocket, huh?” she says, looking down at me with her eyebrow arched. “Do you think I am that easy?”
“Of course not,” I say, trying to avoid any misunderstanding. “I set up the date, and I hoped that it would lead to this, but I was in no way expecting you to do anything.”
I implore her with my eyes to believe me.
“Okay,” she says, looking away. I can tell that she is still not fully convinced.
“Hey,” I say, grabbing her face to bring it back to mine. “We don’t have to do this. If you are not right here with me, we can go upstairs and go to bed. It is your call.”
I watch as she makes her decision. Just when I think she is about to send me packing, she leans over and grabs my pants, searching the pockets until she finds what she is looking for.
She holds her prize up in front of her face as a huge grin spreads across her lips. She rips the package open and removes the condom from the foil, placing it over my head and methodically unrolling it down my shaft. Her fingers feel so damn good that I almost don’t want her to stop.
She gives me a triumphant look when she is done. I start to sit up, trying to get into a better position, but Chloe stops me.
“Oh, no you don’t. I am going to be on top,” she says forcefully.
