Page 94 of Protected By the Billionaire Ex-SEAL

“They’ll be here any minute.”

“No, they won’t. They’ll be late. Probably getting your gifts.”

My tongue tangles with hers, tasting every bit of her sweetness. She gasps when I clasp her hips and sit her right on my erection, but soon, she’s the one rubbing against it until I can feel myself getting harder. The friction is unbearable, but I want more, so I tug her panties to the side and kiss the moan from her lips when I slip a finger inside her, then another.

I groan when I find her so wet already—and so fucking tight, as she immediately clamps around me. It’s the best sensation there is, even more so when Raven rides my fingers with gusto.

We’ve spent so many months making each other feel good, but it still feels brand new every single time—like we can just never get enough of each other. Our kiss deepens into something desperate when I speed up the thrust of my fingers inside her, and soon, I want more.

Raven understands this, too, but she has other ideas as she slides off me and sinks to her knees. I open my mouth to protest, but at the sound of my zipper moving down, I can only close my eyes and brace for what’s to come.

Her tongue comes first, licking my tip before it curls around the base of my cock. Then her hand is there, stroking to a nice, easy rhythm, firm and perfect. My eyes snap open when I feel her lips wrap around me next, then suck with so much eagerness that I can only groan.

“Baby, that’s so good. You do that so well.”

She smiles around my cock. “Only with practice.”

“More than happy to be your test subject.”

I groan out her name repeatedly, then tug her hair when she laps me up and nearly makes me come.

“Not yet.” It’s a growl in my throat and I keep tugging until she’s in my arms again. “I want to be inside you when I come.”

“I want you inside me, too, darling.”

Raven calling me darling? Maybe that’s my favorite pet name, especially with how throaty and soft she sounds. I roll her around until she’s flat on her back then pull her panties off completely, kissing her until she’s warm and pliant.

“Christian, the baby…”

“The nanny’s got her. They’re out in the yard.” I position my cock at her entrance. “And the door’s closed. Please…”

If she says no, I know I’ll back off, but I’m relieved when she nods and finally lets me lift her skirt higher and push. Then I’m inside her, where it’s all hot and tight, and I nearly lose my mind at the initial sensation after being in her mouth for so long. I grit my teeth to keep my body steady, then wait it out until I can get a better grasp of my self-control.

She doesn’t make it easy as she continuously rains kisses on me, teasing and heartfelt at the same time. Her hands aren’t idle either, cruising over my skin until I feel like I’m burning up. But I try my best.

When I’m calmer, I finally move inside her, and it’s always a pleasure when her eyes flare and I see the effect I have on her when I thrust.

“You can moan, baby. It’s just us here,” I whisper in her ear while my cock pounds into her, firm and steady. “If you’re worried, you can just moan against my ear or my mouth. I just want to hear you so badly.”

As if my words are her trigger, she turns her head and moans against my throat, then wraps her legs around me. It deepens my connection with her, and it’s so good that my attempt at being calmer is already waning. Soon enough, I can no longer keep it slow and steady as she moves restlessly against me.

Wanting to give her more, I pull away from her, then guide her until she’s on all fours. She trembles with anticipation while I hurry behind her, and it isn’t long until I’m buried inside her again. I mute my groan against her shoulder, the sensations thrumming through me so crazy good.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so much tighter like this. Do you want me to keep going?”

Her nod and subsequent ‘yes’ are erratic. I take it as my signal and drive inside her, going deeper this time until I’m hitting that spot that makes her gasp and moan louder. She turns her head into the pillow to muffle them, and a scream flies out when I drag her straps and bra down until her breasts are free.

I thumb her nipples and knead her, adding to the sensations assaulting her. Then I move my thumb from her nipples to in between her legs until I find her clit, already tight and ready for me. A few flicks are all it takes to get her off that edge, her muscles squeezing so tightly that I begin to see stars.

“Yes, just like that. Good girl. Fuck, Raven. You squeeze me so well, you…”

I’m at a loss for words as my orgasm comes with a vengeance, snatching my breath and soul in one go. I keep pumping until there’s nothing left, emptying myself inside her until my bones have turned to jelly. When they do, I still have the semblance to roll us so I don’t squash her, and we collapse in a pile of bliss beside each other.

Automatically, my hand reaches for her while she wriggles to snuggle closer. We stay there for a while, stunned and sated, our breathing eventually slowing down as we catch our bearings.

“That was crazy.”

At her comment, I glance at her. Her dress is wrapped around her waist, but one strap is still down and exposing her breast. I note the buttons that are supposed to be on her dress are now scattered on the mattress.

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