Page 25 of The Billionaire's Engagement

“Oh God! So good,” I moaned. “I’m coming.”

He slid a finger inside my pussy, pumping in and out before adding another finger and stretching me out. I moaned, the sensual sounds getting louder. My heartbeat sped up, my breathing increased.

He sucked my clit, and I exploded all over his tongue with wave after wave of my orgasm ripping through me, my body shuddering with my release. He pulled out his fingers, lapping up all my cum before sucking his fingers dry. His swollen lips and scruff were glistening with my juices, a smirk lifting across his lips.God, he looked so sexy.

“Delicious. My favorite treat,” he said, assisting me up after he stood.

I immediately went down on my knees, looking up at him through my lashes. He looked down at me, cupping my jaw and caressing my cheek with his thumb. I wrapped my hands around his stiff length, stroking it slowly from base to tip, watching pre-cum leak from the slit. I leaned forward, lapping off the pre-cum with my tongue, the saltiness hitting my taste buds.

My tongue circled around the bulbous head, then I licked up and down his length, his musty scent that washimfilled my nose. He groaned, his hand running through my hair. When I reached the tip, I wrapped my lips around it and lowered, taking in as much of his thick and long cock as I could.

“Fuuck,” he groaned. “You look so sexy having my cock stuffed in this pretty little mouth of yours.”

My eyes flicked up, watching his face twist in pleasure as I bobbed up and down his length. Every time I went down, I took more of his cock in my mouth until his tip touched the back of my throat. He held me in place as I deep throated him, gagging on his cock as tears pricked my eyes. Then he loosened his grip, guiding me off of him to catch my breath.

My hands worked his cock in tandem with my mouth, spreading my saliva all over his throbbing length. I could tell he was getting ready to climax soon. He was panting, his cock swelling inside my mouth making for a tighter fit, and his moans were getting louder.

“I’m going to come,” he grunted.

I worked his cock faster with my mouth and hands, then he held my head still, his hips thrusting a couple times before he stilled. His cock was deep in my throat, spurting ropes of cum down it. Like the good girl I am for him, I swallowed every drop of the milky liquid. He pulled out, his cock still hard.

Hudson brushed his thumb across my bottom lip, a sly grin across his face.

“So beautiful,” he growled, then he assisted me up and back onto the couch.

I laid down and he hovered over me, our lips locked in a kiss that soon turned fervent. His tongue slid into my mouth, curling around mine as he deepened the kiss. He settled between my legs, pushing my thighs out, one of my legs hooked over the back of the couch, spreading me wider.

He lined up his cock at my entrance then pushed his tip in, inching inside until he reached the hilt. His cock stretched me so good, filling me up, making me inhale a sharp breath.

“So fucking tight,” he growled.

I tilted my hips up and he started to move, thrusting his hips at a steady pace.

“You feel so good, baby,” I whimpered.

He gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my skin as he lifted it up, his cock hitting me deeper. I moaned, grabbing my tits and tugging on my hard nipples, the pleasure shooting from my breasts straight to my throbbing clit.

Hudson’s chest glistened and his forehead beaded with sweat, grunting with every thrust. The sounds of our slick skin slapping mixed with our sensual sounds filled the air, along with the musky aroma of sex.

Pleasure swirled in my core, getting me closer to reaching my peak. He moved my legs, bringing them onto his chest, my ankles on his shoulders. My pussy tightened around his cock, this position felt so different but so good.

“I’m coming,” I cried out, the pleasure inside was brimming at the point of explosion and I couldn’t hold out any longer.

His hand lowered to my pussy, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing it vigorously. I was panting, my heart rate quickened, and my pussy clenched around his cock, holding him in a vice grip. Then I detonated, crying out his name, throwing my head back as my back arched off the couch.

My orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, crashing through my body as I shuddered underneath him. His hips continued to move, his cock pumping in and out as I rode out my orgasm. He was getting close to reaching his climax, his face twisted in pleasure, his cock swelling inside me, making it a tighter fit.

“Fuck, I coming,” he grunted, then he punched his hips forward once, twice, then slammed into me and stilled.

His cock jerked inside me with his release. Rope after rope of cum spilled inside me, mixing with mine. Hudson’s sweat-veiled body collapsed on top of me, both of us trying to catch our breaths.

“Hey Mila—” My dad’s voice came from the front door. “What the fuck!” His voice boomed in my home, both Hudson and I scrambled up.

I grabbed the throw blanket on the couch and covered both Hudson and I.

“Hudson?!” Dad yelled out, his eyes focused on Hudson with daggers in his eyes.

I stared at my father, his eyes were wide, face red as a tomato.

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