Page 31 of Tempting My Billionaire Master

“God, Ethan,” I whimpered, fingers tightening in his hair. “That feels so good. Please don’t stop!”

His tongue danced even faster over my sensitive flesh, and my entire body shook with pleasure. Suddenly, Ethan plunged two fingers into my slick entrance, making me gasp at the delightful invasion. He began a ‘come hither’ motion inside of me, hitting just the right spot, and it felt more intense than anything I’d ever experienced.

And then the coil snapped.

The dual sensations of his mouth and hands were too much—my orgasm slammed into me, stealing my breath and leaving me trembling in its wake. My body convulsed beneath him, and Ethan kissed his way back up my body, enveloping me in his arms. I clung to him, still shaking from the force of my climax.

“You’re exquisite when you come,” he murmured, brushing a kiss over my temple.

I blinked up at him, still dazed. “You made me come before you even took your clothes off. Again.”

Ethan grinned. “You’re the star of this show, Chloe. I’m just here to put you in the spotlight where you belong.”

Warmth flooded my cheeks as I realized how much I cared for him and I pulled him down for a kiss, desire flaring to life once more. My hands wandered down his chest and lower, finding the hard length straining against his pants. I fumbled with his belt, frustration mounting as I struggled to get him free.

Finally I gave up, grabbing his erection through the fabric. “Give it to me, Ethan,” I demanded breathlessly.

Ethan’s eyes darkened with lust as he freed himself in one swift move, exposing his impressive length.

I licked my lips in anticipation.

I pushed Ethan onto his back, my fingers digging into the taut muscles of his thighs as I marveled at his imposing erection. It pulsed in rhythm with his heartbeat, straining towards me like a stallion ready to charge. Desperate to taste him, I wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft.

“No hands,” Ethan said with a playful slap to my wrists.

Obediently I withdrew my hands, leaning down to press a kiss to the base of his shaft. I worked my way up slowly, teasing licks from the base to the swollen head of his cock, reveling in each gasp and groan I pulled from Ethan’s lips. By the time I reached the head, his fingers were twisted tightly in my hair, hips jerking as he fought for control.

I quickly learned what drove him wild—focusing my attention just below the crown of his magnificent length. “Chloe, your mouth is heaven… No one has ever made me feel this good.”

My eyes flicked up to meet his gaze, and I saw the raw desire burning in those emerald depths. Emboldened, I took him fully into my mouth, using my lips to give him every ounce of pleasure I could muster and relaxing my throat to take as much of his length as possible. My lips stretched wide around his girth as I set a demanding pace, hollowing my cheeks on each upstroke.

As I sucked him faster and faster, Ethan’s breathing grew ragged and his moans louder and more frequent, his grip in my hair turning almost painful. I could feel his balls drawing up, signaling his impending release.

But just as I felt him swell and tense up, he gripped my hair and pulled me off of him, leaving me panting. I looked up at him in confusion.

“Chloe,” he panted, his voice strained with unreleased passion, “not like this. I want to be inside you when I come.”

Scooping me up effortlessly in his strong arms, he carried me through the darkness of the bunker and into the luxurious bedroom that had become our sanctuary.

I felt safe and cherished as he held me, the heat of his body warming my skin. Laying me down on the plush bed, he looked at me with an intensity that made my heart race. “A queen’s place is on her king’s bed,” he whispered, his lips trailing along the curve of my neck as he positioned himself over me.

Our bodies pressed together, my hands roamed greedily over his body, squeezing his muscular back and groping his firm ass. He groaned into my mouth as we kissed, deep and hungry and wet. “You have no idea how much I want you,” he whispered.

His fingers tangled in my auburn hair as he aligned himself with my entrance, teasing my sensitive flesh.

And then he was inside me, filling me, stretching me, piercing my body with ecstasy.

“Ethan!” I cried out, my fingernails digging into his back.

He began to move, thrusting into me wildly, brutally, slamming me into the mattress.

“God, you feel incredible,” Ethan rasped, his hips moving with reckless abandon. I couldn’t help but cry out at the intensity of it all, the pleasure and pain mingling together in a dizzying whirlwind.

“Your body was made for me, Chloe,” he whispered huskily, his smoldering green eyes locked onto mine. “I can’t get enough of you… your soft curves, your perfect breasts…” His hand gripped one possessively, a wicked grin spreading across his face as I gasped.

Desperate to silence him, I pulled his face down to mine and kissed him fiercely, our tongues tangling together as he continued to fuck me hard and fast. The world narrowed to the feel of him inside me, the fierce possessiveness in his touch.

Being with Ethan like this, being claimed and possessed by him so completely, was the best feeling in the world. His hands roamed my body, squeezing and groping at random, needing to touch every part of me.

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