Page 60 of Stuck with the Billionaire Celebrity

I reach out and pull her up. I kiss her hungrily before I spin her around and put her on all fours.

“Fuck yes,” she groans.

I take a moment to appreciate the sight before me: her sleek curves, her round ass, and the way her breasts sway with each breath she takes. She's mine, completely and utterly, and it makes my heart race.

My cock twitches toward her, needing to feel her wet heat surround it. I watch as her juices glisten in the dim light.

“Look at how sweet that pussy is for me,” I growl as I grip her ass cheeks. “Fuck, baby.”

She’s already wiggling her butt back toward me, silently begging for me to enter her.

“Please fuck me now, Theo. This is pure fucking torture that you’re not inside me yet.”

I chuckle to myself before I grip my cock and line it up with her entrance, spreading her lips with my fingers. I enter her slowly.

She cries out, her voice hoarse and full of need. Her walls clamp down on me, and I groan as I pull out almost completely before thrusting back in.

Her wetness coats me with each stroke, causing my cock to harden and twitch even more.

“I can’t hold back. I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

She whimpers and moans. “Yes, please. Please. I don’t want to think, Theo.”

It’s all I need to hear before I slam into her. She screams my name, gripping the sheets as she tries to ground herself.

I pound into her relentlessly, her moans filling the room as she meets each thrust with enthusiasm. My hands grip onto her hips, feeling every inch of her as I drive us both closer to our release.

“Yes, Theo! Fuck me harder!” she cries out, urging me on.

I thrust deeper into her, feeling her walls contract around me as we both reach the edge of bliss. Her moans and cries grow louder with each thrust.

“I’m going to come,” she breathes, her voice shaking. “Please, Theo, I need you now.”

The sound of her begging only makes it harder for me to hold on. I lose what little control I had left at the sound of her voice. I thrust into her one final time, feeling her muscles contract around me as she cries out my name.

It's too much; I can't hold back any longer, and I let out a guttural roar as I come deep inside her. My hips jerking uncontrollably as the pleasure overwhelms me. Her walls grip me tightly, milking me of every last drop.

“Shit,” I groan as I slowly pull out of her and collapse onto the bed beside her.

“My thoughts exactly,” she giggles as she falls on her belly.

She turns her head to look at me, grinning widely as she does.

“What’s that look for?”

“I can’t feel my body in the most exquisite way. I don’t want to move.”

“Well, you’re going to because I want to hold you.”

She sucks in a breath softly, so quietly that I wouldn’t have noticed any other time. She moves her head so I can’t see the tears filling her eyes.

I roll to my side and tug her into me as best as I can. She moves so that she’s against me, her head and one hand on my chest. Her breathing is off, and I can tell that she’s crying.

I won’t say anything; I’ll just hold her and let her release all that she needs to.

It’s the least I can do for her.

I can’t imagine the emotions that are flooding through her with everything going on. We thought all of this nonsense was over.

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