Page 73 of Billion Dollar Revenge

The touch of his tongue on my pussy is almost too much to bear. My lower back tingles and the heaviness between my thighs warms me. I’m close to coming. So close.

He holds one leg with one hand, spreading me wide while the other pours more liquor on my pussy, and the sounds of him sucking up the liquid are too much.

“Evan,” I pant, my hips rocking desperately against his mouth.

He doesn’t stop; he only mumbles against me, “I know, baby.”

I can’t stop the coiling of my muscles that are so desperate for relief.

“If you don’t stop soon,” I say on a shaky breath, “I’ll come.”

And as if that was the sign he needed, he turns it up a notch.

“Then come, baby. Come all over my mouth. I’ve got you. I’m right here.”

His thick, warm tongue slides through and enters me.

“Oh, God,” I groan. “This feels so good.”

My thighs close around his head, and he’s relentless with his tongue. His spare hand grips my hip firmly, holding me in place.

“Yes, fuck, Evan,” I stammer as he fucks me ruthlessly with his tongue. Then, suddenly, a wave crashes through my body. I gasp at the soul-reaching sensation. My eyes flutter, trying to fight the will to close them.

But I manage to watch. With my lips parted, I grip his head tightly and roll my hips as my orgasm tears through my body.He doesn’t stop gripping my hip or licking my pussy until he has every drop from me. “Fuck, you’re perfect, and so beautiful when you come for me.”

I go lax, finally allowing myself to close my eyes. My fingers drop from his head and my arms and legs flop from the powerful orgasm.

“Well, that was easy,” he murmurs, kissing my inner thighs.

I peel my eyes open and look at him, ignoring the way my legs are shaking.

His smug grin shows me how much he loved doing that to me. And I want that same feeling in return.

“Damn it. I missed out on sucking you,” I confess with a pout, hoping it will be my turn now.

His eyes widen, but he shakes his head with a dark chuckle. “Next time.”

My brow furrows as I stare into his dark blue eyes. “Why? Just tell me how you like it, and I’ll do it. I promise I’ll make you feel good.”

His fingers are on my face, in my hair, gripping me as if he can't get enough, causing these weird noises to escape my throat. “You don’t need me to tell you how to suck dick. I can see in your eyes how hungry you are for my cock, but Shell baby, right now, I fucking need you,” he says, kissing along my jaw, as if I'm the most precious thing in the whole world.

A desperate moan leaves my mouth as he settles himself between my thighs.

I rock my hips up, chasing him. His blue eyes are hungry as they travel all over my body.

His fingers brush along the side of my waist, causing a chill to run down my spine. Grabbing my thigh, he lifts one of my legs and lines himself up.

Another loud moan leaves my mouth.

“The sounds you’re making are driving me fucking crazy.” He closes his mouth over mine, as if he's trying to swallow them.

I'm so pent up and achy to have him inside me that I claw his back.

“Your nails feel incredible marking my skin.” He kisses me before disconnecting to slip away, grabbing a condom, rolling it on, and quickly returning.

My hands touch his shoulders, enjoying how big and strong they feel. I love how he, in his entirety, makes me and my five-nine frame feel small.

“So pretty.” His thumb grazes my bottom lip as if he's mesmerized as his eyes roam my face. “I adore your eyes. Something you do with your makeup accentuates your features beautifully and drives me even more wild for you than I already am.”

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