Page 81 of Billionaire Romance

“Is this a first too?”

“Yeah.”

I smile, “I like that. I like knowing that I’m the first. That I’m the first one that’s going to kiss your skin and touch your breasts and have you bare and underneath me.”

“Are you trying to seduce me, Eric?” There’s a small smile.

“I don’t know, is it working?”

“Yeah.” She lets her arms fall, rests them on my shoulders, and I can finally see all of that lace, and the pink of her nipples showing through and I have to taste them. I have to.

I place my hands on her hips and pull her between my legs. The way her skin feels under my hands is divine, and the little gasp she makes as I cover her with my mouth through the fabric of her bra…I think I’m the hardest I’ve ever been in my life.

Sally runs her hands through my hair and grips the back of my neck. I let myself laugh a little as I switch to the other side, because if she likes this, there’s much more where that came from.

I reach behind her and unclasp the bra, and she lets me pull it off and toss it away. I can see her breasts now, perfect and round and beautiful, nipples even more pink from my attention. “The things I want to do with these,” I say, grinning up at her, “would probably make you blush even more.”

“Like what?”

Sally’s eyes are wide and dark and glassy with the beginnings of pleasure. “Like what?”

I hook my fingers in her panties so that she’s naked in front of me, and I take her in before I speak. I take off my jacket, and my shirt.

She runs her hands across my chest, and because of what we’ve done already, it doesn’t seem like it’s the first time she’s seen me too, but it is. I stand, pulling her fully against me and to enjoy the softness of her body. “I want to relive our dessert night and drizzle chocolate over them just so I can lick it off and make you moan.” I pick her up and spin so I can lay her on the bed, hover over her, our faces close.

“I want to tease them until you’re so out of your mind that you could come from my lips on them.” I kiss her softly, settle my hips over hers so she feels what it’s like to be underneath someone, to understand that this is happening.

“I want to spread lotion on them, put my cock in between them and fuck them until I cover them in my cum,” I whisper. “And that is just the start of a very long list of things that I want to do with you, Sally. I’m greedy. I want every one of your firsts.”

Her eyes flutter closed as I kiss her again, and then I start to move. I run my lips along her jaw, and across her collarbone to her shoulder. I use my tongue on her skin as I kiss down the center of her chest and reach her breasts again, and I’m in heaven. They’re soft under my hands, and Sally moans as I tease them, rolling her nipples between my fingers and coaxing them into hard peaks before I take one into my mouth.

“Oh, God,” she says. “I don’t know why that feels so good.”

“It’s just the start, baby.”

I suck it in between my teeth, filling my mouth with as much of her as I can manage, tonguing her skin just the way I would—will—her clit.

Sally arches in to me, her hands falling on my neck again, pulling me closer, wordlessly asking for more. And so I give her more, switching sides, and sucking hard. I want to move down, faster, but I don’t. I move back and forth between her breasts, using my mouth until there’s no way they could be any harder, and Sally is moaning softly with every brush of my tongue. She’s ready.

I drag my hands along her sides, tracing with my tongue down around her belly button and lower. Lower to where I’ve been before but I can’t wait to be again.

Sally looks at me as I reach her pussy, and her eyes are glazed with that same pleasure I saw yesterday, and we’re not even there yet. But she knows what’s coming, and there’s no resistance as I push her thighs apart.

Wider than I was able to in the car. As wide as they’ll go. I want to see her. I want her laid out in front of me like a feast. Her hands are gripping the sheets, and I can already see that she’s wet.

Sally’s pussy is glistening, her thighs shining with arousal, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more perfect. A swirl of pink and shine that only I’ve ever touched. Sally is mine, and I know in this moment that I don’t want to change that.

I put my hands on the inside of her knees and press her legs wider. And then I devour her. Slowly.

I start with her thighs, licking the juices from her skin because God, I fucking love the way that she tastes. It’s rich and deep and it’s her essence. I clean her thighs with my tongue, my lips, and Sally is squirming under my hands and I haven’t even touched her pussy. And I’m not going to. Yet.

I move in circles, getting smaller as I kiss her legs, the top of her mound, and back to her thighs, slowly circling closer to where we both want me to be.

“Eric,” Sally says, voice breathless and wanting. “Please.”

“No,” I say. “Not this time.”

She knows what I mean, that I told her I wanted to spend a whole night teasing her. It won’t be the whole night. Just long enough.

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