Page 28 of Stuck with the Billionaire Celebrity

"Fuck, you feel so good," he growls against my ear.

Yup, I just drenched him again. At this point, I’m almost scared of how amazing this orgasm is going to be if he’s making me cum this much without me even hitting the Holy Grail yet.

He slams forward as I drive back into him, the two of us moving together. His hands reach up and he gathers my hair in one hand.

Damn it, how does he know I like that?

He pulls me back forcefully, my body arching as I feel him hit that sweet spot again. I cry out in pleasure, my body convulsing as another wave of orgasm crashes over me.

"Fuck, Theo!" I gasp, clutching at his broad shoulders for support. "I'm gonna cum again!"

"Good," he growls, his eyes dark with desire as he moves into me with renewed vigor. "Cum for me, baby. Let it all go."

Our bodies move together in a frenzy of passion, the slaps of skin against skin echoing in the room. Every thrust brings us closer to the edge, every touch sending shivers of pleasure through us.

"I-I can't hold it any longer," I pant, feeling the tension build up inside me.

He leans forward as he continues hammering inside me. I’m losing control, everything feels as though it’s spiraling inside me, ready to explode. He kisses my neck as his hand goes to my throat. He speaks softly in my ear.

“You feel so fucking good. I can’t believe my dick that gets to be inside of you again.”

Shit. That’s it. I’m done. I’m toast.

It’s like the lights are exploding inside of me instead of around me, like a million sensations all at once all pooling right in between my legs. I need to hold onto something, but there’s nothing for me to grab.

“Let go for me, beautiful,” he coos in my ear.

And let go, I do.

It's as though a dam has burst, and my orgasm floods through me, a tidal wave of sheer explosive bliss. My throaty screams fill the room as I lose all control, arching against him as he continues to thrust into me.

My entire world narrows down to this single moment, this single pleasure that consumes every inch of my being.

His thrusts grow harder, more fervent with each passing second until finally, he lets out a low growl before tensing up inside me.

"Fuck!" he groans, his eyes rolling back for a moment before they lock on mine again. "Fuck, baby. You just made me cum so hard."

Hearing him lose control sends another shockwave through me. I need to hold on to him, to something, but my body continues to betray me as another incredible orgasm crashes over me.

He feels it too. His thrusts slow before he pulls out, his cock glistening with our combined juices. His arm is still around my waist, but I can’t even stand anymore.

I drop to my knees, going on all fours as I try to ground and come back down to Earth.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” he asks quickly as he drops down to his knees beside me.

“I’m fine. I’m fine. I just…” Tears prick at my eyes and I hide my face quickly.

I cannot let this man see me freaking cry after sex. He’ll run for the damn hills.

“Shit,” he growls lowly as he stands up. “This shouldn’t have happened.”

He grabs the towel off the ground and cleans himself off before throwing it at me.

To do the same? Is he serious right now?

“Why are you throwing a towel at me like I’m some prostitute?” I hiss at him.

His eyes flash as I stand up and glare at him.

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