Page 45 of Possessive Billionaire's Twisted Hunt

Christian smirked in triumph and immediately captured her other nipple between his lips.

He wasn’t gentle. His desire had simmered beneath the surface for far too long. Now, it was boiling over. His fingers rolled her nipple between them as his mouth sucked and bit the pink bud. His hand gripped her breast, kneading it roughly as he feasted on her body.

“Ah… oh God, Christian!” Ivy’s head fell back as her body arched into him. Her hands reached down to caress his chest.

Christian grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. His breath was ragged as he growled, “Me first. Keep your hands away until I’m done eating you.”

He pulled her upright, stripping her dress off her body. Ivy’s trembling hands slid beneath his shirt, unbuttoning it as her body flushed with need. His hands pushed her panties down her legs, but before he could strip her completely, Ivy’s hands gripped his wrists, her face burning as she buried it against his neck.

Christian’s chest heaved as he cupped the back of her head, lifting her face again to meet his gaze. His voice softened.

“What’s wrong?” he asked quietly.

Ivy’s body tingled so badly she was craving his touch, but at the same time, nerves fluttered in her stomach. Her fingers trembled as they tightened on his arms, and she whispered, “Wait a second. I’m shy.”

Christian’s rough fingers caressed her face, his hand gripping her chin as his gaze burned into hers.

"I love every fucking inch of you." His voice was rough and low.

His hand slid lower, pulling her panties down her legs and tossed them aside. He stripped off his shirt, baring his muscular chest, leaving only his slacks as he climbed over her. His abs tightened with every movement, his naked chest brushing against her soft skin. Ivy’s trembling hands slid over his chest, feeling the taut muscles beneath her fingers.

And then, like a man possessed, Christian parted Ivy’s legs and buried his face between her thighs.

His tongue found her soft folds, and he finally sighed in satisfaction, as if his soul had been craving this all along. His hands gripped her thighs from underneath and spread them wider, giving his tongue more room to explore.

Ivy arched at his touch, her hand sliding down to grip the back of his head as her back lifted off the mattress.

His thumb rubbed slow circles over her sensitive spot while his tongue licked and sucked at her without pause.

"Christian… more…" Ivy whimpered, her fingers clutching the bedsheets as her body writhed beneath him.

Christian couldn’t stop. He was drowning in her taste, his tongue sliding into her heat, thrusting into her channel as his lips kissed and sucked every inch of her folds, fucking her with his mouth.

Ivy was so overwhelmed that her body couldn’t keep up with the pleasure. Her legs shook, Her head fell back as her body trembled and melted beneath him.

When she drifted in and out of consciousness, Christian’s mouth never left her. He flipped her onto her knees, his mouth sliding back between her legs.

It had been hours since he started devouring her, and yet, he was still unsatisfied. His cock throbbed painfully beneath his slacks.

Gripping her hips tightly, Christian’s mouth opened wider, consuming her completely. His tongue flicked back and forth, working her until her body spasmed violently.

Ivy came a little on his tongue, giving him drops of her taste every so often, but it was like drops of water for a man dying of thirst.

Ivy’s body trembled beneath him, her breath ragged and shallow as his mouth claimed her again and again. She gasped, her back arching as a wave of pleasure coursed through her body, leaving her shaking. His thick arousal pressed against the bedsheet, his dark eyes never leaving her flushed face.

A soft whimper escaped her lips as she stirred, feeling his mouth on her most sensitive spot. Her body was sensitive, so tender that every flick of his tongue sent electric shocks through her veins.

“Christian… please,” she breathed, her hands weakly gripping at his shoulders.

But Christian’s dark eyes flashed. He flipped her onto her back, knelt between her legs, and lifted her lower body into the air. He buried his mouth against her again, his tongue sliding over her delicate skin with single-minded devotion.

Ivy’s body was trembling violently. But his tongue was relentless. Her sensitive core throbbed as his licks and little suckles pulled one orgasm after another from her overstimulated body.

“Hahhh… mmmhhhhh…” she moaned helplessly as her body convulsed.

Christian slid his thumb over her sensitive bundle of nerves and rubbed it slowly.

“Ah!” she cried out, shockwaves shot through her body.

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