Page 37 of Falling for the Hot Billionaire

Justine looked away, never being fully comfortable with my compliments, but they needed to be said, so I couldn’t help but send them her way.

“You don’t have to say things like that, Tyrell. I am already going to sleep with you. You don’t have to spend as much time as you did last time.”

She was impatient and her words made me laugh. Of course, that would be what she would say. I didn’t even know how to respond to that. I wanted to say more, but I knew that there was no point. She had one thing on her mind, and it wasn’t far off from what I was thinking.

“I thought you were going to let me take my time.”

Justine scoffed. “You have way more patience than what is necessary, so there is no need.”

I begged to disagree and moved down to my knees, at the same time setting her down on the edge of the bed. “I am going to respectfully disagree with you.”

Justine nodded. “Is that so?”

My hand touched her front, grabbing handfuls of her needy flesh and pressing my fingers around the delicate bits of her. Justine moaned with my touch and her body squirmed as my mouth went to the last piece of clothing that she was wearing. She had on a pair of cotton panties, the plain white kind that seemed to drive me up the wall and there was nothing that I could do about it. I tried to calm myself, but there really was no point. My hot breath seemed to rile her and she was opening wide, my hands trapping them open, because in moments, I was sure that Justine was going to want to shut them back up and I wasn’t going to let her.

“We don’t need to…” Justine started. I was already ahead of her though. We definitely needed to do this, no matter what she thought. I couldn’t believe that we hadn’t done this before. It had been so long since we’d been together. I hadn’t done everything because I thought that we would have more time. I was devastated to learn that we hadn’t.

“I need to.”

I couldn’t hold her legs open and get her panties off at the same time. I didn’t trust her to keep them open. She was already trying to get out of it. I wanted to be her first for everything and knowing that I would be, made it even better.

“Take them off.”

Justine took a minute to reply. She shimmied them down to where I could grab them and pull them the rest of the way down. Justine couldn’t look at me anymore. She was embarrassed about a lot of things, but that wasn’t enough to stop me. I tried my best to take it slow, but I didn’t want a slow reaction. I wanted the reaction that was going to make her scream. I’d learned that Justine was quick to get to it and it wouldn’t be long before she would be ready for more. I needed to get my taste while I still could.

I watched her hands grip the sheets and felt the shaking of her thighs around my neck and part of my head. Justine wasn’t trying to get me to go away. She was crushing my brain as a way to stop the madness. I wasn’t going to stop though, not until I made her hoarse or I passed out. It was a toss-up for a while there which one was going to happen.

When I was satisfied that she was, I moved on top of her, dragging her up on the bed as I did it. I wanted her in the right position. I needed her right underneath me and it wasn’t long before I was wedged in between her legs, and Justine’s glittering eyes were looking up at me expectantly.

“I’ve missed you, Justine.”

“Don’t lose me again then.”

I promised that I wouldn’t and slid in with a groan seconds later. I was never going to jeopardize anything. I was never going to let her go, there was no way.

She was just as hot, tight, and inviting as she had been the first time around. I had thought about that moment so much, leading to a moment like this, that I almost lost it right then and there. It would have been a shame to end it all so quickly, but I couldn’t help it. I pulled out after only a moment in her and Justine chuckled. “Are you having trouble?”

Her voice had a tone to it that made me look. It was sort of singsong, and it wasn’t hard to see what she was talking about.

“You’re killing me.”

Justine clenched around me hard when I pushed back in, and I did lose it. I was disappointed in myself, but at the same time it felt so damn good. It was hard to describe how good it really was. Justine felt amazing and her insides milking me was just too much. I figured in a way she knew that. Why had she wanted me to do that?

“You done?”

I couldn’t even look at her and laid back on the bed. Justine moved to get up and I asked her where she was going.

“On top, where I should have been the whole time.”

I thought that she would be as irked as I was about the situation, but that wasn’t the case at all. She was ready for Round 2 and I was too, so that was perfect. Seeing her on top of me, bare-breasted and full of confidence, made it far better the second time around. I hadn’t touched another woman since her, so I was ready to go after seeing her. Getting that first one out of the way, took a lot of pressure off for the second one. I had time now and I was able to take back control not too long after that. I didn’t stop until Justine was hoarse and I was ready to drop. I didn’t know how it was possible, but she felt even better than I remembered.

We laid next to each other for a time, settling down, and Justine wanted to know what was next.

“I was thinking we get something to drink. I have the driest mouth. It’s like a damn desert.”

She waved me off. “That’s not what I meant at all.”

“Yeah, well, what did you mean?”

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