Page 80 of The Billionaires' Prize

“Fuck yes, babe. Fuck. Yes.”

She gives a throaty hum that sends a vibration from my dick to my brain, delighting every nerve ending along the way. I suck in a breath. Gotta keep breathing. But it’s like my body forgets how when she gets her mouth on me.

My balls draw tight.

Katherine sucks in a breath and me with it.

“Come for me,” King says. “Both of you.”

My eyes roll. Katherine cups my balls.

I explode.

Lifting off like a rocket bound for outer space. I’m gone. Over the moon. Flying with the cosmos as I burst across her waiting tongue.

She sucks me as she moans and then jerks back when she can’t take anymore. Her mouth is open, my cum on her tongue, and her head drops back as her body convulses.

I bend over, cup her cheeks, and pull her into a kiss. “Fucking incredible.”

She nods, clasping my wrists.

Then we tumble onto her mattress, a mass of satiated legs and arms. For long moments, the only sound is that of our ragged breathing.

“Your turn,” Katherine murmurs, rolling toward King.

He smirks, rearranging her against his chest. “Don’t worry about me, Wildfire. I came, too.”

“Hmm?” She lifts her head, staring down at his crotch.

“You didn’t think I was going to let you two come without me, did you? That was the hottest thing ever.”

“Hotter than lava?” I tease.

He nuzzles the top of her head. “Yep.”

“Hotter than the sun?” Katherine chimes in, humor lacing her tone.

“Absolutely.”

He slides out from under her with a quick “Be right back.”

Katherine scoots back into the circle of my arms, her ass nestling against my greedy cock. He’s still hard for her, which is miraculous.

“Has she shown you her toy collection yet?” Kingston asks as he returns, a devilish smirk gracing his sinful mouth.

22

KATHERINE

“Thanks for doing this,” I say to Roman as the elevator soars skyward to my apartment.

“Not a problem.”

I’m eager to get out of this suit and into something more comfortable. Something that doesn’t make me feel confined, like a cog in a dirty wheel.

Ding.

The car levels off, the doors open, and I wait in the foyer for Roman to give me the all-clear. He moves through my apartment like water around stones, easy and effortless. There’s an indistinct murmur of masculine voices from my bedroom, and then he returns, giving me a nod.

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