Page 101 of If You Give a Billionaire a Bride

“Aren’t you going to join me?” she asks.

“I’m rather enjoying the view from here,” I say, leaning against the door with my arms folded across my chest.

“Suit yourself.”

My mouth goes dry when she reaches up with steady hands to unbutton her blouse. The suspense is unbearable as I track her delicate fingers unfastening each button with precision. A grunt of approval passes my lips when she tosses her shirt to the ground, revealing a lacy red bra.

She unclasps it, and her ample breasts spill out. I clench my fists, forcing myself to remain in place. Everly gives me a sultry smile as she tugs off her skirt and underwear, throwing them to the floor in a haphazard pile.

My gaze is glued to her as she approaches me, her hips swaying with each step. My throat tightens as she drops to her knees in front of me.

“Ev, what are you doing?” My voice is strained.

“Something I don’t get to do nearly enough,” she murmurs.

I stand still as she unfastens the button of my jeans, pulling down my zipper and tugging on my pants. She licks her lips while gazing at my cock straining behind my boxers before she slowly drags them down my legs.

She lifts her hooded eyes to meet my lust-filled gaze as she curls her fingers around my dick. I take a sharp inhale as shemoves her hand up and down my shaft in unhurried, steady strokes. Pre-cum leaks from the tip, and she leans forward to lap it up with her tongue.

I groan. “Damn, Ev, you’re fucking perfect.”

I wind my fingers through her hair, urging her to take me in her mouth. She doesn’t hesitate, sucking the crown like it’s her favorite flavor of popsicle. Her mouth is heaven, and I tighten my grip, coaxing her to take me deeper. She hollows her cheeks until my head is at the back of her throat, and I let her set the pace while she adjusts, not wanting to hurt her.

I’m stunned when she abruptly stops, taking my dick out of her mouth.

“Do you like it when I suck your dick, husband?” She traces my shaft with her fingertip as it bobs inches from her mouth. “Be a good boy and beg me to finish you off,” she orders, batting her eyelashes.

I shoot her a playful scowl. “You little minx.”

She clicks her tongue in disappointment. “That’s not how you beg, Stafford.” She licks the crown of my cock in teasing strokes, her taunting gaze never leaving mine.

I am entirely at this woman’s mercy—she owns me mind, body, and soul, leaving me utterly powerless. Every part of me belongs to her, and I’d surrender everything I have to guarantee she’s mine forever.

“As pretty as you are on your knees for me, let me come so I can devour you.” I tilt her head back to look at me.

“That wasn’t very convincing. If you want to come, you have to do better than that,” she says, clenching her thighs together. Clearly, this little game we’re playing is making her even more aroused than she already is.

“I’m at your mercy, wife.” I pull in a ragged breath when she presses a kiss to the tip of my cock. “Fuck, let me come, please let me come, Ev,” I beg.

“Such a good hubby, begging so nicely,” she croons. “You deserve a reward.”

Everly wraps her hand around my cock, taking me back in her mouth. She cups my balls, squeezing gently as she sucks me off. I lose all sense of control, tugging her head forward. I fuck her mouth with abandon, and let out a low growl of approval. God, she holds all the power at this moment, owning me, and I fucking love it.

“Fuck, I’m coming,” I warn as I stroke the column of her neck.

My cock jerks under her hand as my cum fills her mouth. I can’t look away as she laps up every drop, licking me clean. When she’s finished, my cock springs free from her mouth with a loudpop.

Her red lipstick is smeared across her mouth, and I thumb it off, sucking my finger into my mouth.

“Damn, Ev, that was hot as hell,” I say with adoration, taking her hand to help her get up off the floor. “Now it’s my turn to call the shots.”

“Is that so?” She raises a brow.

“Only if you want to come.” I press a kiss to her forehead. “Now be a good girl and lie on the bed for me.”

She grins as she walks back to the bed and crawls in the middle, lying down like I instructed. My palms sweat, eagerly anticipating what I have planned. Everly peeks at me through her eyelashes, a seductive smile on her lips. She parts her legs, revealing that she’s already dripping wet.

“Hold on to the headboard for me.”

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