Page 15 of Stalked By the Billionaire

His eyes don’t leave mine as his fingers move over my body, caressing my breasts as he pulls up my tee shirt and pops the button of my jeans.

Sitting me on his bed, he peels my clothes off until I’m only in my underwear. I really wish I put something nice and lacy on this morning, not the plain cotton I wear.

But the way Killian’s eyes flare, he likes what he sees.

I reach out and stroke his cock again before leaning closer to it. My eyes riveted on that hard part of him. Watching as it juts out from between his thighs. It’s thick and swollen, and moisture leaks from the purple tip. My fingertips sliding on the flesh that’s surprisingly smooth yet so granite hard.

I stroke my thumb over the precum leaking from the slit.

His flesh jumps under my fingertips, and more liquid oozes from the tip.

He hisses and his stomach muscles clench, before he grabs my wrist, stopping my exploration and kneels between my legs and presses my knees wide. His eyes drop closed as he inhales.

“Me first,” he whispers.

I’m sure the moment he murmurs his words I climax because I feel the gush of wetness between my thighs.

“Mm,” he murmurs as he looks through his lashes at me. “Tell me you’re mine, Gabby. I can’t do anything unless I know that.”

I look into his eyes, glad he wants to know I’m okay with this, though I’m sure I look okay.

“Yes, I want it,” I say.

“You’re mine?”

I nod, a smile creeping up my face. “I’m yours.”

He rises from his knees and his hands hold my face as he leans down and captures my lips in another kiss, before trailing kisses down my face, down my neck, over my collarbone, and down to my breasts.

He stands and shoves his shirt over his shoulders and it’s the first time I’ve seen him. And what a sight he is. My itchy hands trace over the hard muscles of his arms as he moves my bra away and flicks his tongue over my hardened nipple before taking my nipple into his mouth.

Shivers of excitement skate through my body and land between my thighs.

He leans over until I have nowhere to go but lay on the bed. He stops what he’s doing and places his hands on either side of my head.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

And I’m staring into his eyes as he waits for an answer. “Never more sure.”

He smiles.

“You’re my girl,” he groans, his hand coasting down my body slowly and my desperation for him builds. He hooks his fingerover the elastic of my panties and drags them down until they are around my ankles. He takes them, inhaling my scent with a smile before he places them on the pile of clothing already on the floor and kneels between my legs.

“Killian.” I slap my hand on his.

He stops, and his eyes widen, and I know he thinks I’m about to stop him.

“I’m a virgin,” I whisper, so embarrassed that I’m admitting this at this moment.

“So am I, beautiful,” he says and smiles. “We’re doing this together, sharing this moment with each other.”

I should have realized that he truly is a nerd, but somehow I forgot the man I bumped into just over a week ago. Now he seems so confident around me.

“But first, I know I have to get you ready,” he says, kissing my stomach again before his kisses trail over my hips and across the insides of my thighs. My legs tense as his hot breath gets closer to the apex of my legs. He massages my thighs with his thumbs, but when he inhales, I stiffen. “Mm, you smell delicious.”

My thighs soften at his words and his hands push on my thighs, spreading me wide before him.

My cheeks are pink at what he must see. Not that I have too much time to think about that because he licks my nub and I gasp.

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