Page 68 of Billion Dollar Mistake

I swallow him down. And when he stops jerking in my mouth, his eyes open slowly. Staring with such intensity. As if surprised by me.

I’ve astonished myself.

But maybe it was because I enjoyed it. I’ve never enjoyed it like I did just now. And I know it’s all because of the way he turns me on.

“That was…incredible. Fuck, you’re incredible,” he breathes, still trying to catch his breath.

His hand loosens in my hair and smooths it down. Then he leans down, grabbing my arms and helps me stand.

“Who are you?”

“Nova Lee,” I reply, cheekily.

“Yes, you are. And right now Nova, my star, I want to fuck you so hard.”

I feel his words between my legs. I ache for him. “Do it,” I challenge, my heart beating in my ears at the thought of him doing exactly that.

“Are you wet for me?” he rasps out as his fingers trail over the straps on my dress.

“Yes-s,” I stammer.

He groans at the same time a breathy moan slips from my mouth.

He captures my lips and I immediately open my mouth. Our tongues twirl hungrily as if we’d never kissed before. My hands dive into his hair, and he turns me around and walks me backward.

The backs of my legs hit the bed.

He tears his lips away from mine, keeping his face close. We stare wordlessly at each other as he slips his finger under the dress strap, and it drops off my shoulder. He does the same to the other side until it hits the floor.

I’m not one for expensive lingerie, so I have my Target red cotton bra and matching thong.

“Red…” he whispers.

I roll my lips together.

“My new favorite color.”

“Is it?’ I ask.

“It is now.”

Oh.

My lips part as I look up at him. I’m having a hard time accepting that this is actually happening. That he truly exists.

I keep my eyes on his face as he unhooks my bra clasp. My bra falls to the floor, and he sucks in an audible breath.

My nipples are tight, and he grazes his thumb over one.

“Ah.”

“So responsive to me.”

I mumble, but it’s not really a reply. I’m unable to speak coherently.

He lowers me to the bed. “Lie all the way down.”

“I don’t—” I start to say. “I won’t last.”

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