Page 24 of The Tycoon's Shock Heir

‘Yes—yes!’ she cried, rubbing herself harder still.

In the quiet of the night she could hear the rustle of her dress and feel the friction of her bare feet on the smooth cotton sheets. And she heard the sounds of their flesh touching, hot and wet and insistent. And his breath. And his passion. And the knowledge that she could do this.

‘Come for me Ruby. Now.’

And she did.

The huge, hot orgasm burst forth, and she was aware of him lying there, telling her to keep coming.

Then she collapsed on his chest. His heart was pounding. A cry had died somewhere in her throat. His hands soothed her back, coiled round her hair, and then in a heartbeat he had flipped her over.

‘Glad I could be of some assistance there. And, now, if you don’t mind...’

His fingers hooked around her back and instantly found the top of the zip. With one hand he tipped up her chin and held her gaze, and with the other he slowly drew down the zip, all the way to the waistband.

Then he bent forward, kissed her lips, and with a final tug pulled the dress all the way down. She lay there, warm in her post-orgasm glow, naked apart from her black panties and her shameless desire. And it felt good. It felt wonderful to know how much he was loving her body and how much she was loving his.

‘You know you’re even more beautiful than I imagined,’ he whispered, unfastening his trousers and slipping them off.

The sight of him sent flames dancing all over her skin. She reached up to touch him but he grabbed at her wrists and gently pushed her down.

‘Oh, no. It’s my turn now.’

In seconds she was warm in his arms as his head dipped to place kisses on her mouth and then in a trail down the centre of her chest. Her back arched as she thrust her aching breasts forward, desperate to feel his lips there.

‘Please, Matteo...’ she breathed, staring down at his dark head outlined against her white skin.

He looked straight at her with devilish intent, holding his mouth in place for long, excruciating seconds as she tried to jerk her breast towards him.

‘Now, now...you’ve got to learn patience,’ he said, and smiled as he held her fast and then finally, slowly, brought his mouth down to hover over one pink nipple, his tongue dipping low until he finally closed his lips around it and tugged.

‘Yes...’ she breathed, her eyes scrunched up with pleasure, her back arching further towards him. ‘Yes...’

‘Oh, yes,’ he whispered into her flesh.

He teased and tugged and suckled her nipple until he’d had enough and then moved to the other. Instantly the cool air clenched around her damp skin and she looked down, held his head in place as he drew more and more pleasure from her with his lips.

In seconds he’d scooped his hands under her shoulders and lifted her gently further back onto the bed. ‘Do I have to be careful with your knee?’ he whispered. ‘I can’t hurt you, can I?’

She shook her head vigorously. ‘Only if you throw me across the room or drop me.’

‘I don’t plan on that. I’ve got much better ideas.’

‘Like what?’ she breathed, loving the way he was dipping his head to take care of one throbbing pink nipple and then the other in quick succession.

‘You’ve got too many clothes on,’ he said, kissing his way down to her navel, putting his hands under her bottom and holding her up like some sort of precious object.

‘I’m a feminist,’ she said, hooking her hands around his neck and pulling him down on top of her. ‘What’s good for you is good for me.’

‘You are strong, aren’t you?’ He smiled, circling her arm in his hand. ‘I probably wouldn’t mess with you.’

‘We can arm wrestle later,’ she said as she ran her hands over the satiny skin of his back and down to his shorts and began to tug them off. ‘Let’s have more fun first.’

But before she could grip them he’d rolled her onto her back and they were kissing. And kissing. And kissing.

More than anything else she wanted to feel every inch of him. With expert hands he pulled off her pants and his, and reached into his bedside table for a condom. She lay back on the bed watching as he held himself in his hand. He was long and thick, and she bit her lip with longing.

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