Page 41 of The Billionaire and the Runaway

Eric takes his hand that’s not pleasuring me and reaches toward his bedside table. He fumbles around searching for something and then produces a condom.

“No,” I whisper.

He stops and stares at me. “I want to feel you,” I protest.

“We have to be careful,” he replies, his fingers stilling over my entrance.

I look away as shame washes over me. Eric’s free hand drops the condom and comes up to grip my face gently, pulling my gaze back to his. “What?” he prods.

I take a deep breath. “My dad didn’t trust me. He made me get an IUD when I went to college.”

“He what?” Eric growls.

“I mean…I agreed to it. It’s easier than remembering to take the pill,” I explain. I can see Eric’s face getting red with anger. I reach up and run a finger along his jaw and it seems to snap him away from his thoughts.

“You know I’m clean,” I say, blushing, “and I’m guessing you are too.”

He nods.

“Then, please, no condom. I need to feel…all of you,” I plead.

He takes a deep breath and nods as he leans up over me completely and presses the head of his cock against me.

“Are you sure?” he asks once more. I nod. And he very slowly begins to push inside me. The first inch doesn’t feel so bad. He reaches under my thighs and pulls them wider. I feel him continue to press into me and that’s when I realize his fingers were nothing in comparison to his dick. Fuck. That stings.

He seems to sense my discomfort and he pulls back a little. I breathe and he pushes back inside farther. He does this slowly a few times until he’s completely seated inside me.

“Don’t stop,” I urge. I feel impaled and full, and shit, it feels good. Now I know what all the fuss was about. It’s not anything like my vibrator.

Eric begins to move as he leans down. “Are you alright?” he asks, his concerned eyes searching mine.

“Better than alright,” I moan.

He chuckles. “Good, then I’m doing my job right,” he replies before leaning down to kiss me. Between his kisses and the feel of our bodies joining, I never want it to end.

CHAPTERSIXTEEN

Eric

I don’t remember it ever feeling like this. I mean, I loved making love to Tori, but we were kids. And the women I’ve been with since, there’s just this rush and urgency and then it’s over and I leave or they leave. It’s a scratch to satisfy an itch and nothing more.

Did I put my relationship with Tori on some kind of pedestal? No, there’s no way. I just haven’t had slow, good sex in so long, I’ve forgotten what it’s like. That has to be it.

I let my mind go blank again, just feeling Ariana’s body clenching around my cock. She feels so tight and so good. I haven’t had condomless sex since Tori. I feel her hot, slick body squeezing mine and I have to let out a long breath to keep from coming. I watch Ariana, searching her face, trying to learn what movements she likes. I want to grin at how easy she is to read. Her face flushes as she loses control. I keep up the movement, sliding nearly out and then back in, over and over.

“Eric! Don’t stop!” she cries out as her hands clench my shoulders and her eyelids squeeze shut. She looks like an angel or a goddess or something unworldly with her red, wavy hair falling around her face on the pillow, her cheeks pink, her dark lashes fluttering on top of her cheeks, and her perfect pink lips parted in a silent cry as she lets go.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me,” I command as she trembles beneath me, lost in her orgasm.

I should come, but I can’t. I want to keep going. I want to go all night. The thought of pulling out of her body has me sliding back in, deep.

She goes from languid and dreamy to back on top of a precipice as I thrust fast and deep, like I’ve unlocked a whole new gear in her like I’ve gone from first gear to fifth gear in one swift move.

Her eyes open and her mouth forms a perfect “o.” “I…” She trails off, lost for words. It’s like her reaction surprises even her.

“I’m going to…oh, God!” she cries out and shudders around me once more and I can’t stop this time. I jerk inside her as I come, groaning her name into her neck.

We both lie still, panting for a few seconds.

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