Page 9 of Reckless Billionaire's Ruthless Claim

Even as she tried to keep quiet, a small moan still slipped past her lips, leaving her breathless.

“That’s what I wanted to hear from this mouth of yours.” Sawyer’s excitement was clear in his voice, trembling slightly, unable to contain the intensity of his desire.

His face moved from her armpits and buried itself into her breasts. His teeth attacked her nipple, gripping it harshly before pulling at it.

Ellie’s body jolted as the stretch from his bite sent a wave of pleasure through her, her skin reddening where he’d touched. His tongue swirled over the sensitive skin, licking and sucking with force, making her breath catch in her throat.

His fingers were relentless, pressing against her navel before slipping lower to rub against her most sensitive spot, a teasing, persistent pressure.

Everything about him was urgent, demanding, relentless.

“AHHHHHHHHH!!”

Ellie’s cry tore through the air, her legs twisting as the intensity of the orgasm overwhelmed her. Sawyer gripped her thighs, forcing her legs wider, refusing to give her any space to recover.

He dove between her legs, his mouth finding her clit, making the already intense orgasm burn deeper, pushing her body to the edge.

“Oh goddd… pleaseeee… oh my goddddd…” Ellie sobbed, her voice trembling with each desperate plea, every syllable a desperate mixture of pleasure and need.

Sawyer’s arm slipped under her waist, holding her still as his fingers trailed down her spine to where her body ached for him. The tips of his other hand’s fingers brushed against her nub, sending a jolt of electricity through her. Ellie buried her face in her arm, gripping the bedsheet in a desperate, shaky hold.

Without warning, those fingers thrust inside her, deep and forceful, the movement too much to bear. His rhythm was unrelenting, each thrust pushing deeper, each movement a steady invasion, filling her in ways that seemed to stretch her limits.

“Aghhhhhh…” Ellie’s voice cracked, her face wet with tears of pleasure, her body grinding against the sheets as Sawyer’s fingers worked relentlessly, making her feel more alive, more consumed than ever before.

Sawyer didn’t stop. His fingers slid in and out, fucking her with a need that matched his hunger. His touch was almost too much, his pace a constant reminder of the depth of his control over her body. Ellie’s body responded instantly, shaking, her breath coming out in shallow bursts.

The intensity of it made her skin burn. The pleasure, the pressure, it didn’t let up, and all she could do was let herself be consumed by it.

“Now you’ve started to get wet,” Sawyer groaned in satisfaction, his voice low and guttural. He didn’t slow down. His fingers continued their punishing rhythm, pushing Ellie further, until she came again, trembling, her body strung tight as she lost herself to the pleasure.

“Ahhh… hahhhh… hhahhh…” Ellie breathed out heavily, her voice breaking, every part of her body caught in the sensation. But Sawyer wasn’t finished. He continued to press her, to push her past the point where she could hold on.

Her body felt like it belonged to him entirely now, unable to escape, unable to resist. She couldn’t even move, just lying there, taking what he gave her. The pleasure was all-consuming, and she was powerless to stop it.

Finally, Sawyer pulled away, letting her body collapse onto the bed, exhausted and trembling. But even as she lay there, spent, his own body was still burning with need. He stood, his chest heaving as he looked down at her, his gaze hungry, filled with unrelenting desire.

Ellie’s eyes fluttered open, watching him, stunned by the raw intensity in his gaze. His muscles flexed as he unfastened his pants, pushing them down along with his underwear, freeing himself from the restraint. His rod was rock hard, thick and heavy, veins bulging, showing just how much control he’d lost.

Climbing back onto the bed, his knee pressing into the mattress, he reached for her, pulling her hands to him, making her cling to him. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her face buried against his skin, her breath hot against his throat, making his arousal flare even more.

Just as her body started to calm down, he leaned forward, making her fall on the bed on her back. He then found a place between her legs, on his knees. Grabbing her ankles, he pushed her legs high up to her head. And then, going up on his knees, he angled his thick shaft at her entrance and pushed in. Her back arched as the man slid his rod little by little inside her.

“You have no idea of the things I want to do to you right now, Ellie,” he groaned, his voice husky, the words full of desire and satisfaction. His thrusts grew faster within seconds, his rhythm quickening, as he lost himself in the moment.

“Oh god… oh goddddd,” she cried out, her hands reaching up, her nails scratching his back as if trying to ground herself. “It’s too deep!”

He slowed his thrusts, his movements growing softer, but there was an urgency in his eyes. “I… can’t wait anymore for you,” he growled, his breath deep and impatient. He gripped her hips, arching up on his knees so that her body was almost folded in half, her lower body exposed to him in a way that made him ache. He slid inside her again, reaching the deepest part of her, and started thrusting in relentlessly.

“Fuckkk!” she screamed, tears falling from her eyes as her arms wrapped around his neck. Her body arched and clung to his hard one, unable to escape him. The force of his thrusts left her breathless, her throat tightening with each powerful movement. She had nowhere to hide, nowhere to run.

“Sawyer… oh god!” she whimpered as his thrusts didn’t just stimulate her walls and her G-spot—they slid deeper than ever, hitting places inside her she didn’t know could feel this good.

He slowed down slightly at her cry, his thrusts growing lighter, but he never stopped, still fucking her with intensity. Her insides burned with every movement, a pleasurable burn that left her body trembling, each thrust pulling another moan from her lips.

“Hahhhhh… ahhhhh!!” His voice grew louder, the sounds of their connection echoing in the room as he fucked her harder, faster. His member was wet with her juices, and the warmth of it brought him closer to his own release. The intensity of her body drove him mad with need.

He fucked her deeper, harder, growing faster, until she was nothing but a trembling mess beneath him. Her body gave in to his demands, her moans softening as she couldn’t take much more.

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