Page 14 of The Billionaire's Gamble

“Oh, God. Yes!” she screams, fisting my hair in her hands.

I flick my tongue, circling around the throbbing pearl, fueled by her needy pants. She whimpers and wiggles, her body writhing restlessly.

“Please,” she begs.

I slip two fingers inside her, curving them upwards to her G-spot while I continue to suck her clit. She arches off the bed, her fingers leaving my hair to claw at my shoulders as her body trembles violently.

“Holy fuck!” she cries.

“Yes, that's it! Come for me, love,” I say against her tender pussy and another wave of pleasure echoes through her body.

“I need to feel you inside me,” she says, her voice urgent.

I love how she's always eager for me, to have me inside her. It fills me with a sense of male pride… or dominance.

I smirk and push my fingers into her. “Like this?”

“No, you. I need you inside,” she says, sounding more than a little frustrated.

“You need to be more specific. Do you mean my tongue?” I ask, licking and lapping her swollen folds.

“Your cock… Daddy,” she says shyly, her skin flaming up from embarrassment. I’m pushing her boundaries, but I want to see her all naughty for me.

“What my baby wants, she gets,” I say, chuckling. Then I spread her thighs, wedging in between them. “I want to feel you so bad.”

“Me too,” she says quietly, her eyes boring deeply into mine.

And she doesn't have to say anymore. I nudge the tip of my cock past her entrance, slowly sliding into her. A loud groan escapes my lips as an arresting thrill zaps through my entire body and soul.

“Fuck,” I mutter as I sink all the way into her, my cock buried deep in her heat.

Oh, this is what heaven must feel like.

If I died now, I'd have no regrets. No feeling beats being inside of her. None.

I start to move, teasing her with drawn-out, hard thrusts. Our breathing syncs as I rock into her, filling her right up.

“I’m so close,” I warn.

She wraps her legs around my back, squeezing me closer with the heels of her feet.

"You're so fucking sexy. So beautiful, my love," I mutter into her ear, kissing her jaw, her neck, all over her face. "You're perfect, Hannah."

She moans in response.

“Your pussy is so sweet I can fuck you all night,” I say, thrusting faster and harder. Her nails claw deeper into the flesh of my back.

I reduce my pace, reaching out to trail my thumb tenderly over her cheekbone, elongating the moment. I lower my mouth to hers, sealing my mouth over hers. I kiss her deeply, sucking herbottom lip into my mouth and raking my teeth over it. Then she lets go, splintering around me, squeezing her thighs against my hips until I lose control. I let out a bestial growl as my body shakes with the strength of my orgasm.

For a long time after we come, I remain buried inside of her, reveling in the sensation of her in my arms, in my life.

I am so in love with her.

Chapter Eight

Hannah

"We're here," I say as Dean pulls up in front of my hotel. I hear the disappointment in my voice, but I don't care. I hate that the weekend has come to an end.

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