Page 5 of The Billionaire's Final Treasure

“I’m not keeping any of this,” I say. “But I’ll wear it to look pretty.”

He frowns and begins taking it all off again. “Nothing can make you more beautiful than you already are, Kori.”

I lean closer at the same time he does. Our lips meet as his fingers tangle in my hair. I’ve been waiting for this moment, lost in dreams about his mouth all day. Finally.

I crawl even closer, leaning against his chest as his tongue parts my lips. Oh yes, this is what I want, and I open my mouth to him. He eagerly invades it, pulling me roughly onto his lap. My legs part and I pull up my skirt so I can straddle him as he leans back on the blanket. The hard bulge in his jeans pushes against my most tender spot and he grips my hips to slowly move me up and down along the thick length of it. Moaning at the burst of pleasure that courses through me, I start to shake.

I need more of this, so much more. I bite his lower lip in my frenzied need. He holds me tight, stilling my motions. “Slow down, little one. There’s plenty of time.”

But is there? And what if he rejects me when I tell him …

He pushes me back and takes my chin in his hand. “What’s wrong?”

I take a deep breath, his eyes dropping to my breasts with the same lust consuming me. The heat I feel gives me courage.

“I’m a virgin,” I whisper. “But I want you to show me …”

His eyes shoot back up to mine, dark and unreadable. Disappointment nearly knocks me over. In the blink of an eye, I’ve ruined my chance at a real adventure.

Chapter 6

Finn

Her admission has me floored. Her shy invitation makes my hands curl into her soft hips and I yank her close to erase the uncertainty on her pretty face.

“Let me show you how good you can feel,” I told her, swiping my tongue across her full lower lip.

Running my hand in her luxurious mane of hair, I gently tug her head back to kiss my way down the pale column of her throat. Her skin is silky, and the faint scent of her intoxicating perfume fills my nostrils.

“Yes, show me,” she murmurs, her fingers grabbing at my shirt jacket.

I lean back long enough to shrug it off, taking in the blanket I grabbed from my car, the candles and cheap food from the corner store. She deserves a four-star hotel, but I’m not sure I can hold out with her eager sighs reaching my ears. Everything about her is a temptation, harder to resist than cracking into one of my enemy’s safes. And much more precious.

“You deserve the world,” I tell her. “Not a rooftop.”

She pulls away from my kisses to shake her head, looking all around her. “I love the city lights surrounding us, the stars shining down, the breeze … and you. All I really need is you.”

My cock tries to burst through my zipper at her words and the earnest look in her eyes. I press her onto my shaft, and she moans and grinds against me. Pushing away her silky skirt, I see her little pale pink panties bunching between her thighs as she tries to appease the desire there.

“Let me touch you,” I say, caressing her through the thin fabric. When my fingers swipe over her clit, she jumps, gripping her knees tight against me. I smile and watch her eyes fall shut as I move up and down along her slit, the panties soaked. “You’re so wet already,” I marvel. “Just from rubbing against my cock.”

She shivers as I move the edge of her panties aside and slip my fingers underneath. “Finn,” she moans, making me push harder at the sound of my name coupled with the need in her trembling voice.

I find her swollen nub and ease her juices up to tease her there until she’s shaking on my lap, about to tear my shirt to pieces. Holding on for her life. Her breath quickens as I circle her tender clit.

“Has anyone ever touched you here?” I ask, increasing my pressure. I want nothing more than to shove her backwards, spread her legs and plunge my throbbing cock deep inside her little virgin hole. But not until she screams, then begs me for it. “Has anyone ever played with your body before? Made your pussy this wet?”

Her panting sobs make it hard for her to speak. Come, little girl. Come so I can fuck you.

“Tell me,” I command.

She shakes her head, looking at me with glazed eyes. “Only you. You’re the only one.”

“Good,” I say. “Good girl.” She smiles at me, knocking me off kilter. She’s so incredibly beautiful. “Haven’t you ever touched this sweet little pussy of yours? Do you know what’s going to happen soon?”

“It’s never been like this,” she admits. “Never so good.”

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