Page 75 of Off Limits (Alpha Billionaire)

She moaned and pressed her chest up to me. Her fingers tangled in my hair as she held me to her.

I had been a fool thinking I was capable of ruining her when the truth was, I was the one who would never be able to take another lover. I didn’t want to, couldn’t imagine ever finding nor wanting another pair of more perfect breasts.

No, I was going to have to marry her for self-preservation. Not to bind her to me forever, but because I was hers completely.

My cock protested its confinement as I continued to make love to her breasts. I devoured one nipple, and then the other, undecided as to which one was my favorite. I marked her where I sucked and pulled her soft skin into my mouth.

I wanted to mark her more, taste her more completely. The demands of my body to take her were growing, and I wasn’t going to be able to ignore them for long if I wanted to be deep inside her and not embarrass myself.

Reluctant to abandon the gift of her breasts, I placed kisses down the center of her body, pausing long enough to suck andleave a trail of small marks. Later, when she looked in a mirror, Jessica would see those spots and know that she was mine.

I hooked my fingers into her panties and dragged them down her legs. I had to shift my position so that I didn’t accidentally run into her bandaged feet. Carefully, against the better judgment of my desires and the demands of my body, I slipped her underwear over her feet before casting them away. I now had the woman I loved naked before me.

She looked up at me, and I knew she was mine forever. I may have had other intentions, but when our eyes locked and she mouthed the words, ‘I love you,’ I couldn’t get out of my clothes fast enough. I left everything discarded on the floor where it fell and crawled back onto the mattress, skimming my way up her body, feeling her skin glide against mine.

My balls tightened and my cock surged. Her body against mine was perfection. We had no need of acrobatics. We just needed each other. Mindful of her injuries, I spread her thighs and positioned myself so that my cock tickled and teased her pussy.

She moaned and rocked her hips up. I also let out a deep moan as I slid between her slick folds. This was where I needed to be. I needed to be in her, surrounded by her. I was so hard, and sliding into her was so easy.

I gasped as I settled all the way in, balls deep. She was so hot, so wet, so perfect. I pressed my hips against hers and reveled in the exquisite bliss of our bodies joined together. Part of me could have stayed right there like that forever, but the base need to take her urged me to begin thrusting back and forth.

Jessica’s little mewls were an aphrodisiac to my ears and more potent than any words of encouragement could have been. Herhips lifted, and she met me thrust for thrust. Her inner walls squeezed me tight. The sensation drove me to work harder, faster. I pounded into her, and she fell apart in my arms. She was frenetic, thrashing and crying out. It was a glorious sight to behold. I could have watched her in the throes of orgasm forever. And then mine hit, and I couldn’t see anything. I could barely hear. I didn’t know if the roaring in my ears was in my head or coming from my throat.

I pressed against her, wanting her to consume me fully. When the clutches of my ecstasy released me, I felt wobbly. All strength was gone. I did my best to not fall into her as I lowered back to the bed and bundled her into my arms.

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JESSICA

Istretched and watched Dylan. He had pulled his slacks back on and was pacing, his phone in his hand. I don’t think he realized I was awake. That or he was very focused.

“Everything okay?” I asked.

He looked up and smiled. My breath caught when he smiled at me. He was so handsome, and there was just something about the way he looked at me that made my stomach do flips.

“I’m trying to order delivery. This place doesn’t have room service,” he said.

“Delivery? Breakfast?” I really had no sense of time. With the curtains closed, I had no idea whether it was day or night. All I knew was he had kept me in bed for hours, showing me exactly how much he loved me. And if his feelings came close to his actions, he loved me a lot.

He chuckled. “Dinner. We’ve been in bed all day, and asleep for quite a bit of it.”

I lifted my arms over my head and stretched again. “I’m not complaining.”

The sheet that had been pulled up slipped, and suddenly, my breasts were exposed.

Dylan stopped moving and stared at my chest. He let out a heavy sigh and hummed. “Neither am I.” He tossed the phone onto the chair and slid back into the bed. His large, warm hand cupped one breast and he nuzzled the other one. “Who needs food when I have these to appreciate?” he mumbled against my skin. “You did this on purpose,” he said between kisses against my skin.

I gasped in a breath. His touch made it hard to think. I was about to say something, but the thought was completely gone. I let my head fall back and enjoyed his attention. And then my stomach protested, loudly.

He sat back with a laugh. “I guess you want food?”

Right, that's what I had been about to say. “I haven’t eaten all day.”

“You should have said something. I would have ordered food earlier. We need to keep your stamina up.”

“Stamina?” I asked.

“You don’t think I’m done with you, do you?” he teased.

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