Page 6 of Billionaire Daddies Next Door

“Jesus, sweetheart. You’re tight.” Chase pulled his finger out of me and lifted it to my mouth. Spreading my wetness across my lips, he groaned and then leaned over more to lick it off. It was filthy and I should’ve been disturbed, but my pulse just beat faster. He dipped his finger inside my core again and then pressed it against my lips until I opened and let him slide it over my tongue. “Taste yourself. You’re dripping wet for me, sweetheart. You can say whatever you need to, but we both know this is all for me.”

I tasted myself and shuddered as an even stronger wave of arousal slammed through me. I pushed up and gripped the back of Chase’s head so I could pull his mouth to mine. Biting his lip, I tugged on it until he hissed and gripped my jaw in his big hand.

He tipped my head back until he had access to my throat. His beard was rough against my sensitive skin but his teeth were rougher. When I cried out, he growled and lifted his face so we were eye to eye again. “Ask me for what you need.”

My mouth snapped shut and I swallowed. “Chase, that’s never going to happen.”

He flashed a pained smile and slowly pushed off the bed. His eyes moved over my body for one long beat and then he turned around and started walking towards my bedroom door. “See you tomorrow, then.”

I jumped up and raced after him, moving on pure adrenaline and no thought. I grabbed his arm and pulled him around to face me. “What the fuck, Chase?”

He spun me around and pinned me to my bedroom door with both of my arms over my head. “Unless you ask me for what you need, I’m out. I’m not going to be the only one responsible for this when the sun comes up tomorrow. This is a decision you’ll make. Or maybe not. Your choice.”

I struggled against his hold and growled. “Why can’t anything just be easy with you?”

He scowled. “Seriously? Me? You think I’m the hard one?”

I couldn’t help the dirty smile that stretched my mouth. I pressed my hips into him and felt his erection dig into me. “I know you’re the hard one.”

“Dammit, woman. Just be less stubborn for two seconds and ask me to fuck you. We both want it. We’re both dying for it. Just tell me you want it.” His voice was harsh and his grip on my wrists tightened. “Say it, woman.”

When I pressed my lips together, he started to move away. I was weak and jumped up to wrap my legs around his waist to keep him there with me. “Fine! I want this. Fuck me, Chase. You asshole!”

He carried me back to my bed and tossed me on it. “There. Was that so hard?”

Whatever I was going to say was lost as he climbed on the bed after me and pulled me under his big, hard body. He pressed his hips into mine and nipped at my jaw. I dragged my hands under his shirt to scratch his back.

He sat up and yanked his shirt over his head before slowly leaning back over me and meeting my gaze. “You want to mark me? Do it right.”

A whimper of need escaped my mouth but instead of shame, I let Chase’s heated gaze make me feel like I was on fire. I dug my nails in at the top of his shoulders and dragged them down the length of his back, watching his face twist and pinch as I did. He was right. I did want to mark him. I wanted him to see me when he looked in the mirror for the next week.

With a growl, he dipped his head and sank his teeth into the top curve of my breast, through my tank top. I cried out and then his mouth was on mine, kissing me hard and deep. I pressed my feet into the bed and rocked my hips against his, needing more. Without breaking from his kiss, he reached between us and circled his fingers over my clit, through my panties.

Stroking me until I was a trembling mess beneath him, Chase lifted his mouth and looked me in the eyes. Then, with a wicked smile on his face, he removed his fingers.

I panted and wrapped my leg around his hip, trying to get the least bit of friction I needed to push me over the edge, but Chase wouldn’t let me.

“I want you naked.” He ran his eyes down my body. “I’m tired of imagining, sweetheart. I want the real thing now.”

CHAPTER 5

Chase

I rolled over onto my back and reached down to adjust myself in an attempt to alleviate some of the pressure. It was useless, though, because as soon as Joanie sat up and ripped her shirt over her head, my dick thickened and pressed angrily against my zipper. Holy hell, Joanie had a body made for temptation. I’d been stealing looks for nearly a year but seeing her bare for the second time in one day wasn’t anything I’d forget anytime soon.

Her full breasts swung invitingly when she went up on her knees to push her panties down her thighs. Her hips swelled from her small waist and she was hiding heaven between her thighs. From one touch, I knew she was going to feel like a fucking vice around me. I’d been dreaming of sliding inside her for so long that I didn’t want to rush it. I didn’t want it to be over before it even started.

Joanie straddled my hips and stared down at me. Her deep blue eyes moved over my chest and face before she met my gaze and planted her hands on my stomach. She braced herself and rolled her hips over me, dragging her sex over my jeans. Her eyes fluttered and she sank her teeth into her bottom lip.

I cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples, watching the way she jerked when I pinched harder. I should’ve known from her bad attitude she’d like it rougher. Nothing would ever be easy with Joanie. “Move up, Joanie.”

She did what I said without question. With her sex pressed against my stomach, she rolled her hips again and I felt her juices coat my skin.

“Higher.” I watched her move higher, bit by bit, and when I couldn’t wait anymore, I gripped her ass and yanked her forward.

She grabbed the back of her wrought iron headboard as she almost fell and then she looked down at me with wide eyes. “Chase…”

I moved her so her knees were on either side of my head and then wrapped my arms around her thighs so I could tug her lower. I flashed her a cocky wink. “Surely you’ve ridden someone’s face before.”

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