Page 67 of Billion Dollar Mistake

“You want to suck my cock?” His heated gaze watches me.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Good because I’ve been dreaming of watching your red lips wrap tightly around my dick as I fuck your sweet mouth.”

He smirks at my shocked state. His hands run through my hair in the softest caresses. But then, he wraps it around his wrist and pulls my hair tight. It’s a delicious sting on my scalp.

“Suck. My. Cock. Nova.”

I shuffle on my knees closer to his strong thick thighs covered in dark hair.

My hands hold his thighs before one hand tries to wrap around his cock, but he’s so thick that I can’t hold him fully.

“You’re so fucking eager,” he mutters.

I nod. Keeping my eyes trained on what I’m doing. I want to blow his mind. I’ve done this once or twice before, and I remember reading an article recently that said to use lots of saliva and your hands.

I bring my mouth to his cock and my breath makes it jerk against my lips.

“Don’t tease. Suck me hard,” he rasps.

His words are uneven, and I love the power I hold already.

“You look so pretty with my cock inside your mouth.”

I flick my gaze up and watch him stare down with the hungriest eyes I’ve ever seen. I smile. His hands are still pulling my hair, and I keep my gaze on him as I take him into my mouth and suck him hard.

“Ah. Fuck!” he shouts.

My hand on his thigh wraps around it, feeling the muscle contract. I flick my tongue over his tip and then take him as far back as I can. My eyes prickle with tears.

“That’s it.” He grunts.

Make it messy…the article says.

I ignore my head telling me to swallow the saliva and I push away any pain.

Pain makes me feel powerful. I fight the urge to gag and let him rock his hips at the same time I tighten my hold on the base of his cock and take him deep as I suck him deep.

“Nova. You’re so fucking good at this,” he mumbles through a shaky breath.

His words encourage me.

I let my teeth gently run along his cock before sucking him harder.

“Fuck,” he curses and begins to fuck my mouth.

He likes that. He likes that a lot. I repeat it. Until his breathing is so loud and he grows thicker in my mouth and hand. I inhale deeply and continue, loving every second of this.

His hand tightens in my hair, and he pauses. My eyes open to watch his darken.

“I’m going to come. And you’re going to swallow all of it.”

I smile around him. My teeth graze him again.

“Wicked woman…” he moans as he comes.

His eyes close. But I keep mine on his face, watching it crease.

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