Page 94 of Billion Dollar Revenge

I'm quick to remove the bra. Even though it's so pretty. I just need her already. I’m desperate to get my fill of her.

I bend to bring my mouth to one of her puckered nipples. Sucking on one, then move to the other, giving it as much attention as the first. Her body vibrates underneath my touch as her fingers grip my hair in a vise.

When I move my fingers to the sides of her thong, shaky breaths leave her lips as if she is about to come.

Sliding her thong down her long legs, I see evidence of her readiness.

I grunt. “You’re wet.”

“Evan,” she whimpers.

“You're incredible,” I say, running my eyes slowly over her body, soaking in every inch of her.

Both of us stand naked. Our clothes scattered along the floor. We don’t speak. Our heavy breaths fill the air. I’m so feral for her, ready to have her. But as much as I want to take her here on my bedroom floor, I want to fuck her in my bed. She deserves to be cherished like the beautiful woman she is.

I lift her up and lay her on my bed. And fuck, she looks incredible stretched out on my mattress.

She parts her thighs, and I know I'm going to come quickly so I sit between them. Her pretty pussy makes a rumble leave my chest. “Fucking hell, baby. You’re killing me.”

Skimming my hands up her inner thighs, I enjoy her smooth skin until I reach her core. I flick my gaze from her hooded eyes and parted lips, down to her pussy that’s glistening for me, begging to be touched. Moving one hand from her inner thigh, I touch her clit, while my other hand keeps her legs parted so I can look at her when she takes my fingers.

“You’re so swollen and so fucking perfect for me.”

She bucks her hips, trying to get me to finger her. “Evan. More.”

I smirk, but I keep rubbing her clit in hard circles. Wanting to slow down a little to have her come once before I fuck her. “Soon. I promise. You’re doing so good, baby.”

After another couple of slow hard rubs, I drag my finger through her wetness and slide two fingers straight inside her. Her walls clamp down at the intrusion, and I watch her eyes roll back into her head. Pulling out slowly, I then re-enter her.

“You feel amazing,” I hiss, increasing the pace.

Her body rocks, meeting my rhythm, as she keeps her eyes closed.

Every time I’m all the way inside, she tightens. It’s fucking incredible. Her body is so responsive to my touch. Feeling needy to be inside her now, I curl my fingers down her front wall and rub my thumb over her clit.

Her eyes snap open, locking onto mine. “Do that again,” she begs.

My cock pulses, loving her begging, and the plea in her honey-colored eyes.

I do it again but slower. “Is that what you want?” I ask huskily.

“Yes,” she pants, urging me on.

She arches her back, but I keep fingering her. To help her come, I bring my mouth down on her clit and twirl my tongue hard on it, which has her gasping for air. “Evan.” My name leaves her lips in a high-pitched cry.

She’s so fucking close. I hum against her, unable to talk with my mouth buried in her pussy. I can’t get enough. I’m relentless.

I can feel her tension on my fingers, and her thighs tighten around my head, suffocating me, but I love it, and I don't bother trying to keep them open.

I want her to smother me with her pussy. I keep going and she's rocking her hips, chasing her release.

“Come, baby.” I slide one more finger into her pussy.

She moans loudly. Her pussy tightens around my three fingers, and she calls out my name in one long pant. It's seductive and almost poetic. “Evan-n-n.”

She’s quivering underneath me, coming as hard as she possibly can. But I don’t stop, I keep going. My cock throbs at the sight of her coming undone.

When her body finally goes limp, I slowly sit back and lift my head to gaze up at her. Fuck. Her face is exquisite.

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