Page 394 of Billionaire Temptations

“They’re a little odd but nice.” I smiled as I grabbed hold of her hand.

She lifted her head, and her green eyes stared into mine. She pulled her hand away.

“I’m sure you’re busy tonight, so you don’t have to stay.” She walked into the kitchen.

“You’re right. I should get going. Can I use your bathroom before I leave?”

“Of course. It’s the first door on the left.”

Once I finished using the bathroom, I walked to the kitchen, where she was standing over the sink, washing a pan. Placing my hands on hers in the soapy water, I whispered in her ear, “Thank you for dinner. I enjoyed it.”

I felt her tremble, and my cock immediately started to get hard.

“You’re welcome,” she spoke as her hands stilled in the water.

“Are you sure you want me to leave?” My lips kissed her ear.

“Yes,” she spoke in a mere whisper.

“I don’t want to.” My lips traveled down the side of her neck.

“You have to.” She tilted her head to the side.

“But I don’t.”

Lifting my hands out of the water, I slid them up her shirt and grabbed hold of her breasts. She moaned as I pulled the cups of her bra down, and my fingers played with her nipples.

“I bet your sweet pussy is dripping wet right now.”

“No. It’s not,” she moaned as my hands kneaded her breasts and my tongue slid across her shoulder.

“I guess I’ll have to see for myself.”

Removing one hand from her breast, I slid it down the front of the black leggings she was wearing until I reached her wet opening.

“Ah. I was right,” I whispered in her ear as I dipped my finger inside her, and she threw her head back with a light moan. “I want to fuck you, Chloe Kane. Right here, right now. Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes,” she panted as my finger explored her.

I turned her around. Our lips met, and our tongues were reunited. Taking down her leggings and panties, I broke our kiss and lifted off her shirt so she stood there in nothing but her bra. Sliding my tongue down her chest to her taut torso, I lowered myself to my knees and slowly devoured her. Her fingers tangled through my hair as she thrust her hips forward, moaning in ecstasy. Her legs started to shake as her body gave way to her first orgasm of the night.

“Oh. My. God,” she panted.

Licking my way up her, I smashed my mouth against hers as I picked her up and set her on the edge of the counter.

“I’m fucking you right here first.” I reached into my back pocket and pulled out a condom.

“Okay,” she spoke with bated breath as she lifted off my shirt.

With the edge of the condom wrapper in my mouth, I hurried and took down my pants, undid her bra, and threw it across the kitchen. Ripping open the wrapper, I removed the condom and slid it over my throbbing cock. Grabbing her hips and pulling her closer to the edge, I thrust inside her while her legs wrapped themselves tightly around my waist. Seizing her mouth with my lips, I kissed her hard, almost as hard as my cock was thrusting in and out of her. High-pitched moans escaped both of us as she reached down and placed both her hands firmly on my ass, pushing me in deeper until my entire length was buried inside her.

“Fuck, Chloe,” I breathlessly spoke.

I lifted her from the counter, still buried inside her, and carried her over to the couch.

“Turn around and get on your knees,” I commanded as I pulled out of her.

She did and grasped the back of the couch as I took her from behind, moving in and out of her with swift, long strokes.

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