Page 377 of Billionaire Temptations

“I had no idea they had rooms like this here,” I spoke as I set my purse down on the black leather couch.

“It’s their finest suite.” He smiled as he took the glass from my hand and set it down.

I walked over to the window and looked out over the city of London. Suddenly, I felt his hand push my hair to the side, and the trail of his sweltering breath grazed my neck.

“You are a very beautiful woman.” His lips delicately pressed against my skin, making my body quiver in ecstasy.

“Thank you.” I smiled as I tilted my head, giving him easier access.

His hands roamed up and down the sides of my body before turning me around to face him.

“I want your name.” His lips brushed gently against mine.

“No names and no personal information about each other. Tonight is my last night here.”

He arched his brow as a small smile crossed his perfectly shaped lips.

“Mine too.”

“So names aren’t important.”

“I suppose you’re right.” His mouth smashed into mine.

The way he kissed me was not natural. Or maybe it was, and I’d just been kissed the wrong way all these years. His tongue parted my lips and entered my mouth, leaving me breathless, dazed, and confused. I had forgotten I was a girl from L.A. who had just been dumped by her gay boyfriend. Tonight, I was a sexy woman, having a one-night stand with an incredibly gorgeous man in another country. A man who made me feel something I had never felt before.

“Take off your dress, and let me see that gorgeous body of yours,” he spoke in a low voice as he broke our kiss.

He took a step back and watched as I kicked off my shoes and stripped out of my dress. A growl escaped him as I stood there in my cream-colored lace panties and matching strapless bra. He walked over to me with a hunger in his eyes. Placing his hands firmly on my hips, he turned me around so I was facing the window.

“Don’t worry. Nobody can see anything up here,” he spoke as he unhooked my bra and slid his tongue along my spine while his hands firmly grasped my breasts.

My body trembled beneath his fingers as my heart pounded in my chest. A pool of warmth engulfed me down below, and the throbbing became fierce. After exploring my ass cheeks with his mouth, he turned me around so I was facing him. He was on his knees, and his eyes met the top of my panties.

“Fuck, you are so sexy,” he moaned while his fingers gently took them down. His tongue licked up my inner thigh while his fingers drifted across my opening. “You are so wet and so beautiful,” he whispered as his tongue slid up and down my most sensitive spot.

I no longer cared about anything in the world. I only cared about how good he made me feel and how I’d probably never recover after being fucked by him. My hands ran through his hair as he dipped his finger inside me while his tongue circled my clit. I could feel myself swelling against him. My breath hitched as an explosion of pleasure erupted, and I felt like I was going to collapse. He stood up, and I was in his arms in one swoop as he carried me over to the bed. Gently laying me down, his eyes never left mine as he stripped out of his clothes. His body. My eyes couldn’t tear themselves away from his toned and muscular form. From his biceps to his chest, his washboard abs and his perfectly sculpted V-line sent my body into hyperdrive. When he pulled down his underwear, I gulped at the sight of him. He was perfectly shaven, and his cock stood tall, thick, and proud.

He walked towards the bed and climbed on top of me, taking my hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking and nipping before moving over to the other one. His fingers dipped inside me once again, moving easily in and out, causing the wetness to pour out of me. His tongue slid down my abdomen and stopped at my belly button as it made circles around it, causing spasms so severe I thought I was going to die. Words weren’t spoken. We were both caught up in the heat of the moment, a heat thatradiated from the both of us. His mouth made his way down to my pussy as he took hold of my legs and spread them wide. I threw my head back in appreciation at how this man made me feel.

“You taste so fucking good, and as much as I would love to sit here and devour you all night, I have to fuck you.”

He stood up and reached inside his wallet, pulling out a condom. Tearing the corner with his mouth, he removed it from the wrapper and gracefully slid it over his throbbing cock. Nothing had ever turned me on as watching him do that did. He climbed on top of me and kissed me before thrusting himself inside me, inch by inch. We both let out a moan as he buried himself deep within me.

“God, you’re tight. Ah. You feel so good.” He thrust in and out of me. “Do you like the way my cock feels inside you?”

“Yes,” I wailed as his thrusting became rapid.

Our mouths met once again, and our tongues tangled with passion as low moans escaped us.

He rolled over on his back, pulling me on top of him effortlessly.

“Sit up and fuck me,” he commanded. “I want to see that beautiful body ride me.”

I sat up as he asked, my hands firmly planted on his chest as he grabbed hold of my breasts, kneading them and fingering my nipples while my hips ground into him.

“So beautiful,” he moaned.

Our eyes locked onto each other as I moved back and forth.

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