Page 31 of Forbidden Billionaire Rockstar

I push my tongue between her lips, desperate for more, and she opens up to me within seconds. It feels like every nerve in my body is on fire, desperate to feel more, and I roam my hands over her soft curves.

She moans against my mouth, the vibration going straight to my dick, and I lift her into the air before walking us over to the table sitting in the middle of the room. Since the papers have already been moved, I simply place her at the edge of the thick wood and nudge her chest until she’s lying on her back.

The world narrows to the points where our bodies connect. The heat of her skin sears through my clothes, her pulse a rapid flutter beneath my fingertips.

Mallory’s eyes land on mine, full of want, need, and incredible lust, and my heart stutters in my chest at the sight. Her thin pajamas barely cover her pussy, and I run a hand slowly over the fabric, her arousal already drenching it.

“You’re ready for me, aren’t you?”

She nods, eyes on me the entire time as I push her panties aside and run my fingers through her slick center.

“Spread your legs for me, sweetheart. Show me exactly how you want it from me.”

Without any hesitation, Mallory quickly discards her clothes until she’s lying bare in front of me and spreads her legs further apart. I don’t even have to guide her. She immediately runs a hand down her chest, over her stomach, and comes to a stop at her clit. She continues staring at me as she rubs small circles over the sensitive bud, beckoning me to come closer to her, but I’m too mesmerized by the image in front of me.

I’ve died and gone to heaven.

“Fuck,” I mutter. “You’re so perfect, you know that?”

She squirms under the compliment, her fingers circling her clit faster, and I slowly inch closer to her. “What is it you want me to do, sweetheart?”

“I need your mouth on me,” Mallory manages breathlessly. “Please, Jace.”

“Mm, I do like the sound of your begging.”

Her eyes burn a hole into my head as I kneel down on the floor, making sure to place myself perfectly between her legs, and I drag my hands over her thighs gently. She trembles under the touch, fingers coming to a halt on her clit, and I lean forward so that I can soak in the scent of her arousal.

“I could drown in you and die a happy man,” I whisper, then drag my tongue over her clit slowly.

“Shit,” she mutters, her hands coming to the top of my head as she grips the roots of my hair tightly between her fingers.

Her hips shift, grinding into my face as she searches for the pace she needs, and I clamp a hand down on her waist to stop the movements. I flick my tongue faster against her, drinking in every ounce, and ease my hand up the length of her stomach until I come to her breasts. She arches her back into me, breathscoming in more ragged as I roll a nipple between my fingers and simultaneously use my other hand to push a finger into her entrance.

She’s still got her legs spread wide for me, granting me permission that I vow I’ll never take for granted, and I thrust my finger in and out of her as if my life depends on it. I can’t stop until I hear her scream my name passionately from her lips. My dick is hard as a rock beneath my pants, but that’s not my concern.

All I can focus on is the pleasure coursing inside her body and making sure she gets the release she’s craving right now. No one but me is going to coax it out of her. My tongue and finger move in tandem with each other, the thick digit curling into her walls that results in Mallory clenching around me beautifully.

“That’s it,” I whisper against her pussy. “Let it all out, sweetheart.”

Mallory whimpers into the room, and her hold gets tighter in my hair, cluing me into her impending orgasm that’s only getting closer to the edge. I ease a second finger inside of her, knowing the added digit will get her right where I want her to be. She’s sucking in a sharp breath, mouth popping open, and I can’t tear my gaze away from her face.

There’s a sheen of sweat coating her throat, practically begging me to lick it away, but I put all my focus on her pussy. I tug gently on a nipple, careful not to cause her pain and only intense pleasure, and she jerks into my touch.

“Jace, I’m going to come,” she grinds out, her hips swiveling against me as her walls clench around my fingers. “God, yes,Jace!”

Her release floods over my fingers, coating me in the sweetest scent I’ve ever experienced, and I wait until her body sags before I slowly withdraw my fingers from inside of her. I swipe my tongue over her clit one last time, then rise from my place between her legs and lift my glistening hand into the air.

She watches, eyes wide and filled with glimmering heat, as I bring my finger to my mouth and suck her juices clean from them. I’m about to step away, but she bolts up into a sitting position and immediately reaches for my pants, desperately trying to tug them down.

“Sweetheart,” I whisper, shaking my head with a small smile. “As much as I’d love those lips wrapped around my cock, this was only for you.”

Mallory frowns, thousands of emotions swirling in her eyes, but it’s the rejection that catches my attention the most. “Uh uh,” I say while narrowing my eyes at her. “Believe me, I want it more than you could ever know, but your pleasure is just as good for me.”

“Maybe I want to make you feel just as good, ever think of that?”

I smirk and drag my thumb over her bottom lip, then lean down and press a quick kiss against it. “Then next time, that’s our deal.”

She blinks, watching as I back away from her and toss her discarded clothes at her chest. “That’s — that’s it?”

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