Page 42 of The Billionaire's Assistant

“Then take me.” He arched against me, and any thought I had of slowing down fled.

I took his hands in mine and stretched them over his head, pinning him to the mattress. “I am going to take you, and I’m going to give you everything you need. I’m going to make you feel better than you ever have.”

“Please.” That one small word nearly did me in. How was I going a hold it together once I felt the tight grip of his body?

When I’d ravished his mouth again, I let go of his hands. “Keep them there. I want you like this, spread out for me to feast on.”

His eyes widened. I loved the flush that spread across his face, down his neck and chest. He nodded, and I smiled. I kissed his chest and stomach, nipping, licking, teasing him. I ignored his cock and focused on his hip bones, his groin, then lifted the heavy weight of his balls, making him moan.

When I pressed my thumb against his taint, he sucked in a breath. I leaned down, drawing his balls into my mouth, then licking them as I pushed his legs up to give me better access. It still wasn’t enough.

“Turn over,” I demanded.

He rushed to comply, rising up on his knees and sticking out his ass. I grabbed his cheeks, pulling them apart, as I swiped my tongue up his crack to the base of his spine.

He cried out. “What are you doing?”

“Has no one ever eaten this gorgeous ass, Benjamin?”

“No. Never.”

“There’s no better way to make you ready for my dick.”

“Oh my God, Miles. It’s too much.”

“No, it’s just right.” I slid my tongue over the tight pucker again and again. He clawed at the sheets as he whimpered. “You deserve this pleasure.”

“Please,” he begged. I pushed the tip of my tongue into him, and he squirmed, lifting his hips, pushing back against me. “I could come just from this.”

“I fucking love how responsive you are.” As I spoke, I let him feel my warm breath against his spit-slick ass. Then I reached under him to stroke his cock.

“If you keep doing that I can’t hold back.”

I flicked my tongue over him again before saying, “So don’t. You didn’t really think you were only going to come once tonight, did you?”

“Fuck. Miles.”

“You were ready to go off in the car and in the elevator. Show me how much you love this.”

I worked my tongue into him, fucking him with it slowly, then adding a finger, opening him up, getting him wet as I stroked his cock. He worked his hips, making frantic whines and whimpers, begging me. He sounded so fucking delicious.

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BEN

I’ve never even imagined anything could feel so good. I’d never imagined any man would want to do this to me. I was so blissed out, so close to the edge. His tongue was unbelievable.

“Miles, please.”

“What do you need, baby?”

His warm breath against me, the way he was willing to do anything to make me feel good, was making me need him even more. “I need to come. Please.”

“I’ve got you,” he said. And that was all it took. Knowing I was safe, I was able to let go. He thrust his tongue into me again and worked in a finger alongside it. It felt so fucking good. I cried out as I came, shooting my load across the sheets.

When he let me go, I slumped down, knees sliding out from under me. I was thoroughly worn out. Every part of me felt like Jell-O. When Miles spoke again, it sounded like his voice was coming from far away instead of right behind me.

“Turn onto your back,” he ordered.

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