Page 26 of The Billionaires' Prize

“Gabe!”

“Yes, Princess?”

Who knew tech tycoons had so much stamina?

“I need—oh!”

He bottoms out, holding there, stretching my pussy.

“What does this pretty little cunt need?”

His dirty words make me melt around his dick.

“Oh, you like that, don’t you? Are you in your slut era, Princess?”

My what?

His hips pull back, almost all the way out, and then he shuttles inside, lighting up my nerve endings. My legs are on fire as I reach for his thighs again.

“I’ll be in whatever—” My voice breaks. “—era lets me—come.” Gosh, I sound breathless. A fine sheen of sweat covers my skin.

I use what little energy I have left to squeeze his dick with my inner muscles. His head drops back, and he groans again. Such a sexy sound. I really do love making this man want me. He’s so aloof. So smart with his head in the clouds and the world at his feet.

It’s nice to feel on the same page. Even if it is the dirtiest book ever written.

“Such a good girl.” He kisses my leg again, just a quick peck, which is so unlike him. Or the him I thought I knew.

And then he lets me have it. Pounding so freaking deep.

And it’s all over. I’m done for. The combination of his hips fucking me like he means to break the sofa and his talented hands clutching my thighs sends me off.

I’m so turned on I shatter. Blow apart. And let out a cry of pleasure that echoes off the walls.

Gabe leans forward, bringing my knees to my chest, his eyes blazing into mine. His jaw is tight and I reach up, cupping his cheek. Through the glow of my orgasm, I squeeze him again, myinner muscles ringing him, begging for something I didn’t even know I needed.

He bites out a curse, hips halting against mine.

“Want my cum, Princess?” he grinds out.

I nod. But I can’t put words together in a coherent sentence.

“Is that what you want?”

Desire sizzles through me, hot and seductive. It’s like he knows me better than I know myself. But I’ll worry about that later. For now, I nod.

“God. I knew it. Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll give you every drop.”

The moan that rumbles from his chest is transcendent. Rich and throaty and needy. His hips go to town, driving that talented cock into my orgasm-slick pussy.

Miraculously, I feel my body tightening again. Another orgasm shimmers on the horizon, and then I’m falling. My muscles tighten and bliss pours through me, filling every corner.

Gabe grunts above me, his movements stalling as he spills inside me. One pump. A second. Slow and sure.

I reach for him, needing to be close. Needing to wring every drop of pleasure. It’s like I’m floating on a cloud, and everything has gone blissfully numb.

He collapses at my side, between me and the back of the couch. “Amazing,” he mumbles.

I snuggle into the circle of his arms and sigh, thoroughly sated.

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