Page 50 of Billionaire Devil

Oh.

Colton licks my mouth, dipping his tongue and kissing me hotly. But he doesn’t linger. He moves lower, feasting on my nipples hungrily. Making a mess with his mouth and leaving me sore and sensitive.

Then he licks his way down my stomach, forcing my legs wider and holding them with his iron-strong grip.

I squirm because he’s so close now I can feel the hot strikes of his breath.Okay, this is crazily intimate.

He kisses me.

And this is a whole new kind of education. Because he wasn’t kidding about the berserker thing. He’s greedy and downright debauched. His mouth is everywhere, tasting and feasting with insatiable gusto. His rough fingers skate and prod, pressing into me, dipping in and out. Opening me likea flower. His fingers curl as his mouth closes around my clit, sucking strongly, and I cry out.

A tidal wave of pleasure overwhelms me, peaking and breaking in hot clenches that wrack through my body, milking Colton’s fingers as his mouth feeds.

I completely lose myself in the excruciating bliss, moaning his name as I writhe in surrender.

I have never, ever imagined the kind of pleasure Colton Maddox has just given me. “Mine,” he murmurs. And he’s still playing me, more gently now but no less insistently.

The rushes start again and are somehow even higher this time. His thumb glides over my clit in a silky, relentless rhythm as his tongue delves with sublime pressure.

I shatter all over again. I can feel my inner muscles squeezing as he tastes me.

It lasts a long time.

When I finally resurface, I feel like a different person. A calmer one. A happier one. One that knows that rapture like this exists. The endorphin rush goes beyond physical into something close to spiritual.

After he kisses and licks me for a while, lazily, like he’s not quite ready to disengage, he crawls up my body and lays next to me.

I love how blue his eyes are. How his thick dark hair is in wild disarray.

“Cole?” I don’t even mean to give him a little nickname. My brain isn’t fully functioning.

His slow smile kills me. “Yeah, baby girl?”

“Thank you.” It sounds weird but I kind of mean it. He’s just changed my life. “Now I know what I’ve been missing out on.”

“You’re welcome, darlin’. Thankyou. Now I know what heaven on earth tastes like. You’re going to need to get used to me doing that alot.”

I touch my hand to his chest and I notice then that his—wow. I’d almost forgotten about his…situation. Which has clearly gotten even more painful. It’s freakinghuge.And dizzyingly hard. It’s very…wet. Like it’s leaking. And extremely hot-looking.

I wasn’t expecting to be so…hungryfor it. My inner sex goddess feels insanely greedy, like she wants to rub herself all over it and claim it as her very own.

“I think I’m ready for my detention.”

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I’m addicted,it’s as simple as that. She’s so gorgeous andshe tastes so fucking good, I’m having trouble dealing with the extent of it.

She’s slim but curvy in such a feminine, luscious kind of way, all I can do is stare. And taste.And feast.Which I do until she’s crying my name and coming hard. I can’t remember ever being this fucking happy.

I’ve dated a lot of women, but always on my own terms. Relationships are something I’ve avoided like the plague. Mainly because the one that shaped my life was fucked up on so many levels, it put me off completely.

After watching two of my brothers fall ridiculously hard, I wasgladI was immune to that kind of bullshit.

But now, I suddenly getit. I could hardly stand to be in public with her. Dancing in the bar with other men near her,I felt like a goddamn wild animal. A hungry, feral tiger who knows exactly what it wants. An alpha beast who will kill anyone who gets in my way.

What the fuck?

If I’m losing my mind I don’t care.

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