Page 18 of Tempting My Billionaire Master

But I was determined to draw out his pleasure, just as he’d done for me earlier. I enjoyed the sense of power it brought me—the way he moaned and writhed beneath me, the dirty talk that tumbled from his lips in a desperate attempt to maintain some semblance of control.

“Enough,” Ethan growled, his voice rough with desire. “I can’t take it anymore.”

In an instant, he pushed me down onto the bed, pinning me beneath him. The raw power in his movements sent a jolt of arousal through me. His body enveloped mine like a warm, protective blanket, and I could feel the heat radiating from him.

“Look at you,” he whispered, locking eyes with me as he positioned himself between my legs. “So beautiful, so eager for me. You’re driving me wild, Chloe.”

Ethan thrust home in one smooth stroke. I cried out at the sweet invasion, my pussy stretching to accommodate his girth. He filled me to the brim, and it was a sensation unlike anything I’d ever felt before—overwhelming, intense, and utterly exquisite. My breath hitched in my throat, and I couldn’t tear my gaze away from his.

For a long moment we stayed locked together, savoring the connection. I clung to his shoulders, pulse racing as I adjusted to his size.

“You feel incredible,” Ethan said hoarsely. He withdrew slightly before sliding back in. Sparks of pleasure shot through me and I moaned.

Ethan began to move in earnest, hard and fast. I met him thrust for thrust, desire burning red-hot.

“God, you feel divine,” he murmured, his voice heavy with lust. “So tight, so perfect… I can’t get enough of you.”

My hands and legs wrapped around Ethan’s mighty torso, clinging to him as if my life depended on it. The sounds of our breathing and moaning filled the room, mingling with the scent of sweat and arousal that clung to us both.

“Please, Ethan,” I gasped, my voice barely more than a whisper. “Harder… I need more.”

“Anything for you, Chloe,” he replied, his words punctuated by a particularly brutal thrust that left me seeing stars.

The sensory overload was intoxicating, and I could feel myself teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Every sound, every scent, every touch only served to heighten my pleasure.

Suddenly, Ethan’s strong hands gripped my hips and flipped me over onto my stomach. I gasped as he entered me from behind, the new angle causing him to fill me even deeper than before. My body shuddered at the sensation, feeling every inch of him inside me.

“God, Chloe,” Ethan growled in my ear. “You look so damn sexy like this.”

He punctuated his words with a firm slap on my ass, the stinging pain melding deliciously with the pleasure coursing through me. I could feel my arousal building once more, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. As if he could sense it too, Ethan began squeezing and kneading my breasts, his rough hands creating an intoxicating contrast against my soft skin.

“You belong to me,” he whispered, his voice heavy with desire. “And you’ll do everything I say.”

“Y-yes, Ethan,” I moaned, my body quivering with anticipation.

“Are you close?” he asked, his voice strained as he continued to drive into me with relentless force.

“Y-yes,” I stammered, my entire body trembling as the pressure built to an unbearable crescendo. “E-Ethan… I’m…”

“Come for me, Chloe,” he commanded.

In that moment, Ethan flipped me around again, pinning me beneath him as he stared into my eyes. “I want to see your eyes when I fill you up,” he said, his gaze burning with intensity.

The coil of pleasure inside me wound tighter and tighter until I shattered around him with a scream. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me, leaving me breathless and trembling in his arms. Ethan followed after a few more strokes, burying himself deep as he came inside me.

We lay there entwined, spent and sated, our bodies slick with sweat. The scent of sex and passion filled the air around us, but neither of us spoke for what felt like an eternity.

I nuzzled into Ethan’s chest, tracing idle patterns through the light sheen of sweat. His heart thudded under my ear, a steady beat that lulled me into a haze of satiation.

Ethan’s hand stroked up and down my back.

“Tomorrow,” Ethan murmured into my hair, breaking the silence, “I’ll be busy fixing the generator. Maybe you’d like to take a walk outside?”

Chapter Seven

Chloe

Darkness.

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