Page 49 of Starting Over with Her Billionaire Boss

Daegan groanedlow in his throat as he savored the exquisite taste of Kinsley on his tongue. She was a divine nectar that he couldn’t get enough of. Each silken drop sent shockwaves of want pulsing through his cock. He lapped at her eagerly, hungrily, driven by a primal need to coax more urgent cries of pleasure from her lips. Her hips rocked against his mouth in a delicious, maddening rhythm, each sinuous roll an unspoken plea for more that he was desperate to answer.

Her fingers were clenching in his hair, tugging mindlessly as she lost herself to the sensations he was giving her. The little stings of pain only fueled his own desire. He was unraveling her with every deliberate swirl of his tongue. Pride and possessiveness surged through him; only he could drive her to become this needy, desperate vixen. He wanted nothing morethan to spend hours worshiping at her altar, wringing every last drop of ecstasy from her until she was spent.

Daegan didn’t lift his head from between Kinsley’s thighs until she’d cried out her release. Thighs trembling, she laughed deliriously as he fingered her through it. His breath came in ragged gasps as he fought to regain control, nearly coming himself against her thigh at the sight of her, the sounds she made. The taste of her still lingered on his tongue, a heady elixir more intoxicating than the finest wine, and it took every ounce of his willpower not to dive back in. She was sore, he reminded himself as he gentled the thrusts of his hand. But as he met her gaze, he saw reflected the same overwhelming need, the same craving for closeness, that thundered through his own blood. More than that, he saw the trust. This woman— this incredible, passionate, generous woman—had given herself to him, had placed her pleasure and her heart in his hands without reservation. And in that moment, as he held her gaze, he knew that he would spend the rest of his life striving to be worthy of such a precious gift.

Kinsley’s gazewas locked with his, unguarded desire tangling with the pure, stunning adoration she saw reflected there as she rode out the ecstasy he had given her. She could taste herself on his lips when Daegan kissed her. His fingers started stroking that spot inside her once again, relentless as he moaned her name against her lips. A second climax crashed over her in the tidal wave of the first, every nerve ending igniting in a blaze of pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.

She cried out into the kiss, her body going rigid and then shuddering uncontrollably as ecstasy pulsed through her,unrelenting. It seemed to go on forever. Peak after mind-bending peak, he kept stroking that spot and begging her to keep going, shattering her and remaking her anew. As Daegan held her close, his touch gentled, soothing somehow while he wrung every last aftershock from her quaking body.

His hand did not withdraw from her until the last peak eased and quieted, leaving Kinsley limp in its wake. She felt weightless, untethered, drifting in a haze of bliss and profound emotional connection. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes from an overwhelming feeling of joy, a sense of rightness and completion that she’d never known.

Daegan cradled her against his chest, peppering her face with reverent kisses. She could feel the thundering of his heartbeat beneath her cheek as small tremors ran through her; it made her own heart swell with tenderness. This, she realized, was more than just physical gratification. It was a meeting of souls, a merging of two hearts into one.

In that perfect, shining moment, with Daegan’s desire and adoration wrapped around her like a warm blanket, Kinsley felt cherished, worshipped, utterly consumed in the best possible way. She knew, with an unwavering certainty, that this was only the beginning.

As their lips embraced, his cock rubbed across her pussy. When she spread her legs wider for him, she felt it twitch between her thighs as Daegan groaned into their kiss. She keened when he finally began to slowly push inside.

The stretch of him at her opening was still so tight, but the deeper he went the better it felt. Better prepared this time and hungrier for his cock than before, somehow it felt even better when he pulled out and pushed back in. “Fuck, Kins,” he quivered through jagged breathing. His strokes were getting longer, though he still kept them slow.

She tightened around him with each thrust as his fingertips somehow found their way back to her nipples, which burned with desire for his touch. The still-hot embers of her fading orgasm were catching fire all over again.

As he bottomed out inside of Kinsley, he claimed her lips once again. She trembled with passion as she whispered, “You feel so good inside of me, Daegan.”

The moment felt so surreal,Daegan wanted to question his reality. “You feel so good wrapped around me, Kinsley,” he whispered in her ear between quick kisses on her neck. “Like we were made to fit together.”

The only regret in this moment was that Daegan wasn’t taking as much time with her as he would have liked. Her pussy gripped around his cock like a glove. The perfect fit.Shewas the perfect fit for him.Shewas his desire. He was ready forher—for Kinsley.

“Do you think you will able to come again—so soon?” he asked.

She nodded, reaching a hand out to hold onto him by the shoulders.

With each slow, purposeful thrust, Kinsley grew tighter as her inner walls began to shudder. He watched as her glistening wetness coated him every time he withdrew, before plunging deep inside her welcoming warmth again and again. Daegan could hear Kinsley’s breathing quicken, as her hips rolled and bucked against him, meeting each of his thrusts with equal fervor.

Soft, breathy moans escaped her parted lips before she bit them back, stifling her cries of bliss as their bodies collided againand again. Daegan gazed down at Kinsley, drinking in the sight of her beautiful face etched with rapture. Overcome with desire, his thrusts grew more forceful and urgent. He couldn’t help it. The exquisite sensation of her tight, hungry pussy enveloping him so perfectly refused to let him last.

In this moment, nothing else mattered. Not the past or the future, only the two moving together in pursuit of the ultimate pleasure. Daegan knew with a bone-deep certainty that this was meant to be. He wanted Kinsley above all else, longed to lose himself inside her and never emerge.

She tightened around him, her inner muscles fluttering and clenching as her climax neared. Determined to bring her over the edge with him, Daegan adjusted the angle of his hips. Driving into her again and again, stroking that spot deep inside that made her tremble and scream. “Daegan!” Her cries of passion echoed through the loft. The sound of his name on her lips only spurred him on, but he refused to go before she did.

“Finish with me, baby?” he asked, voice raw. His fingers trailed down her flesh until they reached her sensitive clit.

“Please,” her weak voice trembled, begging him as his thumb aided in her climb to the peak.

The sounds of their bodies meeting echoed off the old wood as the structure below them gave a resounding creak. His thighs tensed as his cock stirred inside of her. He could feel her pussy getting even tighter around him as she keened. Eagerly, he rubbed her clit, keeping her on the edge as his own breath quickened, so close to falling over after her.

“Daegan, I can’t stop—” she started to say before Daegan felt her constrict around him so much he could barely move.

“Come for me,” he demanded, reaching his own limit.

With one last powerful thrust, they shattered in unison. Kinsley arched beneath him as she rode wave after wave of pure bliss. Her pussy spasmed almost violently around Daegan’spulsing cock as he came hard with a hoarse shout, her rippling inner walls milking him for every last drop. For a long moment, there was only their pleasure, bright and all-consuming.

Slowly, they drifted back down to earth. Hearts hammering in sync, they clung to each other, loathe to let it end. Daegan rained gentle kisses over Kinsley’s face, tasting the salt of her skin.

It was long time before their breathing steadied amid the aftermath of their passion. Daegan was blissfully spent. Kinsley was barely awake beside him, her smile pure contentment.

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They walked backto the house under a blanket of stars, their footsteps soft against the gravel path. The faint hum of cicadas harmonized in the cool night air, and the soft glow of scattered porch lights was a secret welcome guiding them home. They felt like teenagers sneaking to bed after being out past curfew. Kinsley’s body still hummed from Daegan’s touch, pleasantly worn out from everything he had given her again and again.

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