Page 68 of Triplet Trouble For My Billionaire Boss

"What about this?" I tug on her earlobe, and she shivers.

"Y-yes," she stutters.

"Do you want more?" I murmur, my teeth grazing her skin.

"Please. Give me more."

The word sends a bolt of dark pleasure into me. She can't possibly know how much that single word affects me.

"Take off your shirt," I say, leaning back and sitting up.

Annie looks at me for a moment, almost uncertain, nearly shy.

No room for that tonight.

"Now," I order.

She blinks and then complies, pulling her sleep shirt over her head.

"Good girl," I say, taking in her creamy skin and flushed cheeks.

Her eyes widen at the praise, and I make a note.

"You're so beautiful," I say, my hand moving over her skin, touching, teasing.

She shivers and bites her lip, her eyes fluttering closed.

"Don't close your eyes," I command.

She obeys instantly, and a sense of satisfaction goes through me.

"Good girl," I say, testing the phrase again and cupping her breast.

And again, she reacts to it, shivering and pressing closer to me.

She likes praise, and I'm more than happy to give it to her.

I lean down and lick her nipple, and she gasps, her back arching.

"Cole," she moans.

I groan, my dick throbbing in response.

Hearing her say my name is even better than I imagined.

I flick my tongue over her nipple, and she gasps and tangles her fingers in my hair.

"More," she pants.

I pull her nipple into my mouth, sucking and biting, and she writhes beneath me.

"Yes, Cole. God, yes."

The sound of her cries drives me on, and I tease her nipple, loving the way she reacts.

I pull back and admire the rosy bud, hard and wet frommy mouth.

"Beautiful," I say, brushing my thumb over her other nipple.

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