Page 228 of Billionaire Temptations

“I already did.”

“Really?” I smiled.

“Yes.” He placed his hand on my knee, and the unbearable ache was instantly back.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. How much time do you have right now?”

“For what?”

Grabbing my hand, he placed it on his rising cock.

“For this.” The corners of his mouth curved upwards.

“I have a few minutes,” I replied as I bit down on my bottom lip.

“So do I.” He pushed a button, and the privacy window went up.

His hand reached under my flowy dress as I scooted towards him, and our lips locked tightly together. His fingers pushed my panties to the side and dipped inside me, causing me to gasp mid-kiss. His lips traveled to my neck as his fingers moved in and out of me, causing a flood of wetness to emerge. Taking my hand, I stroked his hard cock through the fabric of his suit pants.

“I do believe you’re ready for me.” He smirked as he pulled out his fingers and unbuttoned his pants, sliding them off his hips. “Get those panties off and get up here,” he commanded.

Reaching under my dress, I slid down my panties, kicked off my shoes, and looked at his manhood, which I’d thought about one too many times.

“Condom?” I raised my brow.

“Oh yeah. Sorry. Can you grab my wallet out of my pants?”

Reaching down, I pulled his wallet out and handed it to him. Taking the condom, he tore it open, rolled it on, and grabbed my hips, pulling me into his lap. Slowly, I lowered myself onto him until he was buried deep inside me.

“Fuck, Emily,” he moaned as he threw his head back.

While I moved my hips back and forth, he grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth to his. Our kiss was as deep as he was buried inside me. I could feel the buildup happening as I ground against him. He could feel it, too, as his hands gripped my hips and he moved with me.

“Tell me you’re going to come. I can’t hold back anymore,” he groaned.

“I am. Just don’t stop,” I panted.

A couple more movements was all it took as I buried my face into his neck and muffled a moan as an orgasm erupted for both of us. The limo stopped and I lifted my head and looked at Jackson.

“We’re at your shop,” he spoke as he brushed a strand of hair out of my face.

“Perfect timing.” I smiled.

Climbing off of him, I grabbed my panties from the floor and put them on as he removed the condom.

“Would you like me to dispose of that for you?” I asked.

“What are you going to do? Walk in your shop with it?”

I reached into my purse and pulled out a couple of tissues and held them in the palm of my hand.

“Just place it in here, and I will discreetly dispose of it in my trashcan.”

His grin widened as he dropped the condom into the tissues.

“Thank you.” His lips brushed against mine.

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