Page 6 of The Billionaire's Final Treasure

Imagining her innocently reaching between her thighs to finger herself nearly makes me come before she does. I hungrily push my fingers inside her.

“So tight,” I mutter, sliding in and out as her cries of pleasure increase. “I can’t wait to sink inside this tight, juicy cunt.”

“Please,” she begs, pushing hard against my hand. “Please.”

The moment I touch her clit again, she rears back and screams. The sound echoes back to us and disappears on the breeze as she falls forward into my arms. She keeps writhing against me, still hungry, still needing more.

I’m starving, and I have plenty more to give her. Cradling her shaking body, I lay her back and ease her panties down her sleek thighs, shoving her skirt up her body. The halter top falls open and I take a moment to admire her perfect tits, teasing each nipple to a tight peak.

“Yes,” she says, finding enough breath to speak.

I spread her legs and she wraps them around my hips, drawing me close. “You know exactly what you want, don’t you, little girl?”

She nods, meeting my eyes boldly now that I’ve awakened her. Her hands reach for my shirt, unbuttoning it to run her palms down my chest. I take it off and toss it aside, a smile on her lips as she looks me over.

“Untie your top and pull it down,” I tell her. “I want to see your tits bounce as I fuck you.”

She giggles nervously as she does it, then reaches for my waistband. “Let me,” she says. With shaking hands, she undoes the button and slowly lowers the zipper. My cock is ready to be freed and she wraps her hand around my shaft, tugging it from my boxer-briefs.

I suck in a breath, loving her innocent, somewhat clumsy touch as she strokes me up and down. I close my eyes so I can hold on. I want her to experience everything she wants for her first time being fucked, but God, I need to be inside her.

I push two fingers deep into her wet heat and my cock jumps in her hand. “Does this mean you want me?” she asks, a hint of mischief in her voice.

“I want you so much it feels like I’m being torn apart,” I admit.

“Then take me,” she sighs.

I don’t need another invitation. I take her hand away and slide her body closer to me, centering the tip of my cock at her tight opening. She arches her back as I press her hips down to the blanket, leaning over to kiss her mouth as I push my way inside her virgin hole. She’s even tighter than I imagined and she gasps and clings to me as I drive home, deep inside her. She’s like a vice around my cock and the urge to rut until her tight cunt sucks me dry is almost too strong to resist. My arms shake as I hold myself still so she can adjust to my size. I don’t want to hurt her.

She wriggles underneath me, whining and pulling on my shirt. “Finn, please, I’m ready. I want more—more of what you gave me already.”

With a growl, I begin with slow strokes, in and out, watching her eyes roll back as she sighs. “You want me to make you come?” I ask her. She nods absently, her hips lifting with my movements. “When you can’t take it anymore, I want you to beg me,” I say, watching with fascination as she bites her lip, the way her hands glide down her body to grip my hips. “Oh, little girl, you’re a natural at taking a man’s cock.”

Her eyes fly open and she blushes. “Just yours,” she says with a pout.

“That’s right. You’re mine now. Only mine.” Strangely enough, I mean it. This isn’t a game for me. The idea of any other man getting anywhere near her now brings me to a murderous rage.

“I love being yours,” she says. “I love taking your cock.”

I bite back a roar, thrusting harder. Everything about her makes it difficult to hold on. Sliding my hand down her body, I find her clit as I pound away inside her. Her hands fly to my shoulders, her short nails digging into my flesh.

“Tell me what you want. Beg me,” I remind her.

Her head thrashes back and forth on the blanket, her long hair spreading out in every direction. I move my hand away and she gasps.

“No, don’t stop. You make my pussy feel so good.”

I catch her gaze and don’t let her look away. “I love making your pussy feel good, but you need to beg me for what you want, Kori.” I lean down to kiss the side of her neck and whisper near her ear. “I can fuck you all night long, little girl. Again and again.”

“Please,” she shouts. “Please, please, please make me come.”

I slip my fingers between us, pushing harder and deeper as I touch her tender, swollen nub. Her screams are almost deafening, but so satisfying. Her pussy spasms around me and I can’t hold on any longer, spilling my seed inside her. I continue to rock against her body until my cock is drained dry and I finally fall on top of her, just as sated as I’ve made her.

“What are you doing to me,” I wonder aloud. How many women have I been with before this moment? As of now, it may as well only be the one who’s panting beneath me. It’s as if she’s erased the others from my memory.

“I can’t believe how good that was,” she says. “I thought it would be awful, I thought it would hurt, but you made me feel …”

“I know,” I say, kissing her soft lips. “You made me feel just as good.”

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