Page 59 of The Billionaire's Heart

I ascend the staircase, taking two steps at a time while holding Mia in my arms. When we get to the landing, I turn towards her room.

“No.” she whispers.

I immediately stop in my tracks. “No?” Putting her feet down just outside of her room, I pull back a little so I can look her in the eyes. Is she really saying ‘no’ when we’re so close?

She shakes her head. “Not ‘no’ to this,” she wiggles her finger between us, “but can we do this in your room? In your bed?”

The relief is instant. She’s not saying ‘no’ to us. Thank fuck. “Sweetheart, we can do this wherever, anywhere, or everywhere you want to, just as long as I can have you.”

“I’m all yours, Mr. Gallo.”

“Fuck” Tangling my hands into her hair, I kiss her hard. “You’ve got me, too.” Not giving her a chance to answer, I swoop her up into my arms and she giggles again. Damn, that’s a sweet sound.

Carrying her into my room, I drop her feet back on the ground, but she doesn’t stop there. Before I realize what she’s doing, she’s on her knees, pulling at the button and zipper of my jeans. I lean down, trying to pull her back up. “Sweetheart, I want that, too, but not right now. I need to taste you.”

“And I don’t need to taste you? Nice try.” She unzips my jeans, pulls them down to my mid-thigh, and takes my cock in her hands, stroking me from my base to my tip.

Her tongue pokes out and licks my tip and I almost explode. “Fuck.” I curse. I’m not sure I can last long enough to get inside her, and I want inside her in the worst fucking way.

I look down to see her eyes are looking up at me just as she pulls me into her mouth. She can’t take all of me, but fuck, she can take most. Where is her gag reflex?

Her warm mouth and her inquisitive tongue are almost my undoing. She laps up my precum and then licks the underside of my cock and I can’t take it anymore.

“I can’t, sweetheart; I’m not going to last like this. I need to taste you; be inside you. Come here.” I pull her up off her knees as she has a proud look on her face. She doesn’t release me, though, and keeps stroking me.

“I like that I can make you feel like that.” Mia’s hands are under my shirt, pulling it up while at the same time clawing my chest and abdomen and kissing my neck..

Reaching behind my head, I pull my shirt over my head and toss it on the floor. “Just as I like how I’m about to make you feel.” My mouth captures hers as my hands explore her breasts through her clothes. “I need this off of you.” The tearing of the material is loud, but I don’t care. I’ll buy her a million more shirts.

With the skills I learned in high school and have perfected over the years, I unhook her bra with one hand and drop it to thefloor while cupping her ample breasts. She fits perfectly in my palms; as if she was made just for me.

She moans as I pinch her nipples and the sound goes straight to my cock. If I don’t get inside her, I’m going to embarrass the hell out of myself. Drawing one of her nipples into my mouth, I nip at the tip as I unzip her jeans and cup her pussy. “Fuck, you’re so wet, sweetheart.”

“Ian, please.” She begs.

“I’m going to make you come all over my hand and then I want these jeans off you. Got it?”

“Please.” She pleads again.

My hand is soaked from her juices already and my thumb teases around her clit. I insert one finger and then a second one into her as my thumb flicks her clit. As I pump my fingers in and out of her, I curl them up and find her g spot and she practically jumps off my hand. “Come for me, sweetheart. Come all over my hand. I want to feel you.”

“Ian! Ah!” she screams, and I have to grab her around the waist to keep her from falling as her knees give way.

Mia’s limp in my arms with her forehead resting on my chest as I pull my hand away from her core and lick my fingers clean. “You taste delicious, sweetheart. I cannot wait to taste you with my tongue, but it’ll have to be next time. I need to be inside you right now.”

Mia pulls her head up and gives me the most ‘come fuck me’ look I’ve ever seen.

Kicking off my jeans, I reach into the nightstand and pull out a condom, tear open the package, and slide it on. I turn to Mia to find her lying on my bed naked and she’s a sight to behold. It almost hurts how much I’m feeling for this woman physically and emotionally. There’s this need inside of me to show her, demand she to understand how she’s affecting me.

She takes my hand and pulls me down to her. “I need you inside of me.” She whispers into my ear as she lines me up to her entrance.

I have no words because they’re stuck in my throat, so instead I decide to show her what I can’t say and slowly enter her. “Fuck, you feel good.” She’s tight, warm.

“Shit, Ian.” She gasps as we just lie still with the hilt of my cock flush against her clit. I need to take a minute or this will be over before we even begin.

“Please, Ian. Please.” She grabs at my back and wraps her legs around my ass, trying to draw me closer.

I start to pump in and out of her slowly; our eyes connected like our bodies are. I want to tell her; I need to tell her, but I don’t. She’s not ready, and this isn’t the time.

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