Page 36 of The Billionaires' Prize

He looks at me through his lashes, lust-drunk. “That’s it, beautiful. Ride my cock. Make me yours.”

I increase my pace, slamming down on him. He fills me so good. So freaking good.

My mouth drops open. I have no words, only sounds. All pleasure.

“You’re going to come all over my cock, aren’t you, Wildfire?”

I’ve got the same lust-filled haze. My body goes limp and hot and so ready. My muscles tighten, and I welcome the upcoming release.

“Mmhmm.”

“Always knew it’d be like this. Fucking perfect. A tight fit. You feel like a glove. Like you were made for me.”

I smile, hips driving down, raising up, and down again.

King presses his thumbs against my hip bones, changing the angle, and my clit grazes him just right. Once is all it takes before a tornado of pleasure sweeps me away.

“Right there.” Strong hands hold me down as he presses up into me. His body is rigid and gorgeous, straining as he unleashes in me. He throws his head back with a groan as spurt after spurt of hot cum floods my pussy. “So good. Hell. Yes.”

A delicious full-body tingle zings through me, and I come again. Stronger than the first. The top of my head feels ready to crack open. My skin is too tight. Too hot. And I can’t get enough.

I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.

The last forty-eight hours have awakened the monster in me, and she likes to play. To touch and be touched. To kiss and be kissed. She likes to taste and tease and grind. And she really, really likes to come.

I slump against him, delirious. I don’t think I’ve ever felt quite like this before. Like every little thing will be all right. Like everything is working in my favor.

It’s addictive.

I want more.

King lifts me like I weigh nothing and am not a limp noodle, turning me so I’m draped across his lap. Then he shoves my right knee away until I’m straddling him again. Backward this time.

I sigh, relaxing in his hold. He wraps an arm around my middle, pulling me close while his other hand explores. I shiver as his fingers tease a line down my belly, slide over my clit, and then push the cum back inside me.

“That was amazing.” He squeezes my right breast, emphasizing his words. “You are amazing.”

I purr low in my throat. “Ditto.”

“Can’t wait to do that again. Just gonna keep you full of my cum.” He whispers the words against my skin.

Holy smokes. And I thought I was hot before. That was before I discovered my bestie had a breeding kink.

Now that he’s given voice to it, I can see it so vividly. Me straddling him, cum painting my skin, strong hands massaging it in. I’ve never wanted that before. Never particularly liked the idea of cum in or on me. But his desire unlocks my own.

I shimmy on his lap, and he clamps his hand over my pussy, holding me down. The firm touch ignites me.

“You like that, don’t you?” he whispers, and I nod slowly.

I’m not sure I could admit that with anyone else, but Kingston is my safe place. I can tell him anything.

“So. Fucking. Hot.”

I smile, dropping my head back against his shoulder, sated. We should get out. Dry off. But I’ve waited for this for so long, and I just want to lie in his arms and memorize the feel of it all.

“By the way, I brought you a present.”

My heart flutters. “What is it?”

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