Page 42 of The Bossy Billionaire

“Spread your legs, baby. I’m fucking starving for you.” My hands press her inner thighs apart, taking a moment to drink her in. She looks fucking amazing sprawled out on my bed, her legs spread wide. She is glistening for me, and I can't wait another moment before I have my lips on her in an instant. I barely hear her gasp because of my growl that vibrates into the room the minute I taste her. I am so loud it startles me.

I tease her a little with my tongue before I delve further, taking her clit in my lips and sucking.

“Oh… my… God…” she says breathily, her hips bucking. I spread my hands across the top of each leg and hold her in place as I do it again.

“Huxley… yes… ohh…” She is panting, and I am in heaven. I repeat the movement again and again, my tongue darting out, tasting her, devouring her, while my rock-hard dick weeps, feeling fucking needy for her.

I bring my hand up, teasing her with my fingers, circling her clit before I push inside with one finger. She moans at the touch, and I grit my teeth as my dick pulses, moving my finger in rhythm. She feels fucking amazing, her legs relaxing even wider as she sucks in a breath. Her hands fly up and hold on to the headboard, her back arching as she starts to quiver against me.

“Huxe…” she pants my name in between breaths, so loud I nearly come. When she bites her bottom lip, I groan. She looks so fucking hot, whimpering and writhing for me.

“That’s it, baby girl… you taste fucking amazing. Hold the headboard and come for me, Luce. Be a good girl and come on my face,” I murmur against her, the need I have to pin her to this bed and drive into her almost all-encompassing. I suck again and she convulses, her hands slamming into my head, gripping my hair tight as her legs close around my ears, and I suck on her clit, feeling her pulsate, riding against my face. “Hux… Hux… Hu—” she moans as her hips grind and she comes hard. I slow my lips, back to licking and teasing, exploring, and I groan, tasting her on my tongue.

“Fuck, Luce, you taste good…” I make my way back up her fucking amazing body, trailing her skin with my lips, kissing her at every opportunity. She can no longer hide from me. Not now that I have seen her.

I reach her chest, positioning myself between her legs, my dick throbbing as it rests against her stomach. Kissing her breasts, I take my time with them, teasing her, exploring some more, and even though she is still breathless, her back arches slightly into my touch as she moans. I smile against her skin, because I have never felt so good about making a woman come before.

“You are going to ruin me,” she murmurs seductively, her body all lucid, and I grin as I come face-to-face with her. Her eyes are lust-drunk, her hair tussled and splayed around her. Her cheeks are tinted pink, her lips red and a little swollen, and I lean over and bite the bottom one, like she does, before I kiss her thoroughly, leaving us both breathless.

“Good, because you have already ruined me,” I tell her honestly, looking in her eyes, knowing that there is no way out of this for me. She has captivated me completely, and she did from the moment we met. She has ruined me for all others.

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR - LUCY

He sits up and reaches for the bedside table, pulling out a condom, and I bite my bottom lip. I watch him roll it on. He is thick, big, and I swallow, wondering if we are going to work. If it will hurt a little.

“It’s been a long time,” I whisper to him, and his eyes land on mine in an instant. I see pure hunger. I have a feeling he is holding back, making sure I am okay, yet I can’t wait to get all of him.

“Do you want to stop?” he asks, and I almost laugh with how sincere he is being. I haven't felt this amazing in forever. I feel awake. Alive. Liberated. Normal. I feel like a woman.

“No. I want it all, Huxley,” I say to him, my hands running up his amazing body of ridges. He gives me his sexy smirk, and I flush instantly. “I don’t think you will fit…” I haven't seen a lot of men naked, but he is by far the biggest.

“Oh, baby girl, I will fit. And you are going to take it.” His eyes are filled with desire, and I smile at his bossiness. I watch his hand move up and down, pumping himself, his gaze burning across my naked form. The insecurities I felt earlier about my scar are now long forgotten, his kisses earlier melting them all away. My nipples pebble, and I am already throbbing below in anticipation.

“So bossy,” I tease, a smile dancing on my lips as my hand skirts across my chest. His eyes are alive at the comment.

“Beg for it. Tell me you want me, Luce,” he says as his nostrils flare slightly. He looks like a Greek god, sitting back on his heels, all defined, full of confidence, and so masculine. I already feel wet between my thighs again.

“I want you, Huxe. I want all of you,” I whisper to him as he leans over me, positioning himself between my legs. His nose runs up my jaw, his mouth finding my ear.

“And you will take all of me like a good girl,” he growls, and my eyes almost roll to the back of my head with how sexy he sounds.

He edges inside, and my breath hitches. My hands grip on to his upper arms, and I start to relax as he kisses my neck, leaning down and taking one of my nipples in his mouth. He pushes in farther, and I feel like I am going to erupt already with his strong body over mine, his lips on my body. I bite my bottom lip when a small groan rumbles from his throat as he lifts his head.

His forehead drops to meet mine. “You feel fucking amazing,” he murmurs, his eyes now flaming as he pushes in deep.

“Huxe. Move. Please.” I moan a little as my breathing becomes rapid.

“God, it sounds good when you beg,” he says, toying with me.

“Huxe, please,” I pant.

He starts to move. Slowly at first, then the pace quickens a little. He hooks my leg around his arm, lifting me a little, and I feel him even deeper.

“Oh my God, that feels good…” I trail off, my head pushing back into the mattress, my hands tight on his shoulders.

“You are so fucking tight, so beautiful and tight,” he groans out. I see the determination on his face, his cheeks flushed, his teeth grinding.

“I can’t take it… I can’t take it…” I pant out quickly, my breathing almost out of control.

---