Page 39 of The Billionaire Babe

My body arches into him when the hand on my back pulls me in tighter, and he swallows my moan. He is relentless as he kisses me, the heat from his hand moving from my back upward to grab my ponytail. With a tug, my head falls back. His lips don’t move from me as he kisses down my jaw to my neck.

“AJ…” I whimper, feeling out of control, my nipples pebbling, clit throbbing, and goosebumps littering my skin. This is the hottest thing I have ever done. He tugs my hair more, and I arch further, my breasts pushing out. His lips continue to go lower, across my shoulder. My bare skin aches for more of his touch.

“You smell so fucking good,” he murmurs as my head rests in his palm, while his other still tugs on my hair. I move my hands, running them up to his neck and digging my fingers into his hair. He moans as I massage his scalp, and I feel him hard underneath my ass. My hips automatically rock, needing some friction.

“My body feels like it is on fire…” I breathe out as his lips continue to suck and bite, kissing me down my shoulder and back up again.

“You make me so fucking hard…” he groans, his voice sounding pained. His hand falls to my hip, and he grips on to my side as I grind onto him, our jeans giving me a little more friction.

“Fuck. What are you doing to me?” Our kiss becomes more urgent.

“The same thing you are doing to me…” I moan as I kiss him some more. His hand travels to the front of my jeans, and I feel him pop the button. My heart races. I have never done anything remotely like this before, not even in private, but we are under the cover of darkness, with no one around.

“I am hard as a rock, but I can’t do anything about that because of my fight tomorrow. Let me help ease your burn, sweetheart,” he growls into my neck as he kisses and sucks my skin. His hand pulls down my zipper, and I lift, creating some space, desperate for his touch.

“Yes… please. God, yes,” I moan, feeling so needy it is almost embarrassing. His hand delves into my jeans and beneath my underwear.

“Shit… you’re so wet,” he growls as his finger glides through me, and I lift my hips, wanting more.

“It’s your fault, all your fault.” My eyes close as I continue to wither on top of him, his hands holding me exactly where he wants me. His face still buried in my neck, my arms anchor around him. I feel his finger slip inside, and I moan instantly.

“Jesus, give me strength,” he murmurs as the heel of his hand rocks against my clit, and he pushes his finger in and out.

“Oh, AJ…” I moan, biting my bottom lip, feeling my arousal grow.

“Keep rocking like that… grind on my hand… Good girl.” I whimper at his words. My hips move faster, his hand and fingers matching my speed. I feel my body temperature rise even more, my fingers gripping his hair tighter, and I am right on the cusp of coming.

His lips suck on my shoulder and neck as his other hand splays across my lower back, holding me tight, rocking me back and forth over his rock-hard length beneath me.

“AJ…” I warn. “I’m going to come.” I’m already out of breath and in mild panic because I can feel the pressure rising and I am not sure I am ready for it.

“That’s it, fuck my fingers, sweet thing. Give it to me.” He growls some more before he pulls back and takes my lips with his. He bites my lip as the pace of his hand increases and the feeling is overwhelming.

“AJ, AJ, AJ.” I breathe out his name over and over, my hips now rocking uncontrollably. Pulling back from his lips a little, I rest my forehead to his.

“Come, baby, let go. I want to watch you when you come on my fingers…” And I let go. My entire body quivers, like it has never orgasmed before. I feel like I was wound tight forever and someone let go of the string, and I am finally uncoiling.

“Ahhhhh! Ajaaayyyyy!” I can’t help it, I cry out. His pace slows as my clit throbs under his palm, and he rocks my hips more, dragging the entire orgasm straight from me like he is a magician.

I drop my forehead to his chest as I come down from the high, and he removes his hand from my jeans. Lifting my head up with one hand, I watch as he sucks his finger, cleaning me from his skin.

“Wow,” I say, still feeling a little out of it but so ready for more of him.

“You are a little addictive, sweetheart. I want to do that all over again already.” He murmurs.

“I didn’t realize that a bike was so… multi-purpose,” I say, wondering if my words are making sense. I am still floating on cloud nine.

“Neither did I. I’ve never done that on my bike before,” he murmurs, looking at me, watching for my response.

“I like being your first, AJ,” I say with a smile. “But you know, maybe we should do that again some other time just to… you know… double-check the safety of the kickstand.” My face breaks into a smile. He huffs a laugh and gives me a big grin, and my heart almost bursts. He looks hot with his grumpy scowls, but AJ with a full-blown smile… that is an image for the history books.

“Tonight, I will take you home. But after the fight, you are all mine, sweetheart.”

I have never been more ready for anything in my life.

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