Page 29 of The Billionaires' Gamble
Finally, he pulls me down onto his cock. The stretch takes my breath away, and my mouth drops open on a cry that never comes. His fingers flex into my hips, massaging as they encourage me to take more.
“That’s it.”
I’m a series of never-ending gasps and sighs as I slide farther down his shaft. I swear, every time is like that first time, where he nearly split me in half.
“Damn, honey. You’re so tight.”
I give him a quick squeeze with my inner muscles and then get back to work. The tub is massive, giving us plenty of space to maneuver. But the hard surface bites into my knees as I raise and lower myself on his lap. Hands on his shoulders, I bottom out and freeze because holy hell. In this position, he’s rearranging my insides.
“You okay?”
“Mhmm.” I breathe through it. That’s all I can do. He’s giving me exactly what I wanted. And boy, is he giving it to me.
I snicker at my own immature thought.
“Share with the class.”
I tell him what I was thinking, and he lets go of my hips, slides his hands up my torso, and cups my cheeks. When I’m looking into those dark, watchful eyes, he says, “I’ll always give you what you need. You know that, right?”
I swallow the lump in my throat. This man. “How did I get so lucky?”
It’s my turn to sink my fingers into his hair and kiss him like I’ll die if I don’t. Because I honestly feel like I will. My chest is so tight. Every ounce of me wants something I can’t even put a name to. I’m fucking feral for him.
Nipping his bottom lip, I grind against his hips. The water teases my lower back, adding to the impeccable sensations.
Beside us, my phone chimes. I ignore the text and lift up.
“That’s it, sweetheart.”
Ding.
I sink back down, the fit a tiny bit easier this time. I keep at it until I’m taking him as deep as he can go. Until my clit grindsagainst his dark curls. Until my brain lights up and I explode, a cry bursting from my chest.
He groans, and I can tell from the way he holds so still, holds me so still, he’s fighting off his own orgasm. His muscles ripple and strain beneath me. I can’t help but accept the challenge.
Just as soon as I return to my body.
Alex
As soon as Katherine comes down off her orgasmic high, she lifts her head from my shoulder. Her expression is soft, dreamy, and sated, but there’s a mischievous glint in her eyes.
“That was amazing.” She brushes a thumb across my lower lip. “And unexpected.”
She smiles, and then her gaze meets mine. “Sort of like you. Amazing and wholly unexpected.”
“Yeah?” I close my hands over her hips again and lift her off my dick.
“I knew you. Wanted you. Felt pulled to you, but never expected...” She waves her hand at the length of me. “You. All this. The whole package.”
“You like the package?” I tease.
I’m not trying to stroke my ego so much as keep her talking. Keep her riding my dick until we can’t move. Nothing feels better than connecting with her like this. Face to face.
She smirks and playfully whacks my chest. “You know I do.”
Leaning forward, she trails her lips up my jaw, nuzzling me before whispering in my ear. “I love your package.”
“Minx.” I lift and slam her down again. She just moans.
