Page 157 of Money Reigns
“Please,” I whisper, breathless. “I need it.”
“You waited so well,” he says, one hand bracing at my lower back. “Now I get to reward you.”
He pushes inside. Slow. Deep. Thick. Until he’s fully seated and I’m trembling, braced against the couch arm with nothing to hold onto but the fire building inside me.
I cry out, needy, breathless, aching.
“That’s it,” he grits. “Take it, sweet girl. Take every inch of this cock.You earned it.”
He pulls back, then thrusts in harder. My body jolts with the force of it. My moan breaks open in the quiet room.
“You like when I use you like this?” he growls, fucking me harder now, his hand gripping my hip like a brand. “Bent overin our penthouse? Wearing what I bought you, just to get fucked in it?”
Our Penthouse.
“Yes, War! yes—”
“You’re mine, Olivia. Say it.”
“I’m yours,” I gasp. “All yours,pleasedon’t stop.”
He doesn’t. He pounds into me with ruthless rhythm, every thrust sending shockwaves through me. My pussy pulses around him, desperate, greedy. My nails dig into the upholstery. I’m shaking, my orgasm so close it hurts.
His hand slides up my back, into my hair. He pulls gently, just enough to arch me back toward him.
“You gonna come for me?” he murmurs against my ear, voice rough silk. “You gonna milk my cock like the good girl you are?”
I shatter.
It rolls through me fast and hard—pleasure so sharp I scream. My whole body clenches, hips jerking as he holds me in place, thrusting through every wave until I go limp in his grip.
And still he doesn’t stop.
He growls my name, slams into me once more, and spills deep. My body pulses around him, greedy for it. Welcoming every drop.
We stay there, tangled. Sweaty. Spent.
His hand loosens in my hair, trails down my back. He bends, kisses my shoulder, then my spine.
“Thank you for wearing it for me,” he murmurs again, softer now. “You’re perfect.”
I melt.
Because I am completely his andfuck,I love when he makes me feel like this.
I never want us to end.
Chapter thirty
War
I’ve never been this happy in my life.
With Olivia beside me, I don’t just own the building, I own the whole fucking world.
She’s glowing.
Mine.
