Page 29 of My Best Friend's Billionaire Brother
And that’s all Will needs to span the distance between us and plant his lips against mine. The kiss is desperate, hungry, ravenous. I cling to him, the scent of him, the feel of him, all ofhimoverwhelming me.
We stumble in a desperate attempt to somehow get closer, closer, closer. Will breaks our kiss to glancearound wildly, taking my hand firmly in his and pulling me deeper down the hallway. We pass a room filled with couches and lounge chairs, and after glancing around to make sure no one is near, he pulls me inside, leads me to the nearest couch and pushes me down onto it.
I expect him to continue kissing me, but instead, he sinks to his knees before me, placing a hand on both of my thighs and spreading my legs before him. He looks up at me with that intense gaze I’ve come to love so much, slowly gathering the fabric of my dress in his hands and inching it up, up, up.
“I want to taste you, Josie,” he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss to the bare skin of my inner thigh.
My mouth drops open at the sensation.
He pushes my dress up farther, until the majority of my thighs are exposed.
“Can I taste you, sweetheart?” he asks me, kissing my other thigh.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Please.”
He grins, his gaze darkening in desire. He reaches under my dress to hook his fingers under the strap of my panties. “Lift your hips,” he instructs.
Bracing myself on the back of the couch, I do as he says, and he slowly slides my panties down my legs, tossing them aside.
My dress now bunched around my waist, he spreads my legs even wider. My breath hitches in my throat as he stares at my center, my pussy wet, dripping, and completely exposed to him. He holds my thighs open, gripping the flesh tightly as he begins planting soft, sweet kisses along my leg, moving upward.
I gasp when he reaches my center, gliding his tongue along my slit. I lean back against the cushions, gripping the pillows beside me as he lazily draws his tongue up to my clit, licking slow, delicate circles.
A deep moan escapes through my lips, causing Will to momentarily halt his perusal of my most private area.
“Shhhh—be a good girl and be quiet for me, okay sweetheart?” he asks.
Desperate to have his tongue back on me, I simply nod, spreading my legs wider, begging for more. He shoots me another delicious grin before returning.
As his tongue flicks across my nub, I bite my lip and squeeze my eyes shut, holding in the desperate moans and whimpers I know would otherwise be echoing throughout the room.
As he picks up the pace, it’s all I can do to keep quiet. I’m panting, squirming beneath him, the pleasure building and building. His fingers are digging into the flesh on my thighs, roughly holding me in place as I practically fall apart.
“Will,” I pant, my voice rising in pitch. “Oh,god,” I whine, trying to stay as quiet as possible. I throw my head back, gasping and bucking my hips. And then with a cry I can’t hold in, my orgasm shatters over me.
I lie there, spent and gasping as wave after wave rushes over me. I vaguely hear the sound of a condom wrapper tearing, and I open my eyes to see his pants unbuckled and unzipped, revealing his hard cock. He rolls the condom on. He grabs my legs, pulls them onto the couch so that I’m now lying down and climbs over top of me. The waves of my orgasm are still rolling through me as he enters me, causing me to cry out in ecstasy.
He wastes no time in thrusting into me—hard and fast. I grip the couch cushions, my body jostling at how roughly Will is fucking me. He hits that sweet spot inside of me at just the right time that I feel a second orgasm barreling through me. A strangled noise escapes me, and I throw my head back against the pillows, surrendering to both Will and the pleasure he’s forcing onto me.
“That’s a good girl,” he leans down to whisper in my ear as he keeps pumping.
He snakes an arm between us, finding my swollen clit, and begins rubbing quick circles.
“Oh god, Will,” I pant. “I don’t know if I can—”
“You’re gonna be a good girl and come a third time for me, Josie,” he demands. “Just take it.”
I moan, and it turns into a whimper as my body transforms into molten lava, the pleasure increasing so high it’s almost unbearable.
I writhe beneath him, and Will pumps into me harder, almost like he’s trying to put me in my place with just his cock alone.
I can feel my third climax building, and my moans are getting louder and louder—I’m unable to stop them. Will plants his elbow beside my head, bracing himself on it as he reaches over to clamp his palm over my mouth, muffling my cries.
“Shhhh, sweetheart,” he murmurs.
But my moans only become more and more hysterical. The pleasure builds and builds and builds, and finally I break into a million pieces. I grip the couch, screaming into Will’s palm, my body utterly spent. Will pumps a few more times, finishing and thencollapsing on top of me. We lie there like that, panting, Will staring down at me, his blue eyes twinkling.
He presses a soft kiss to my lips, and I smile. “You wanna be my girlfriend, Josie?” he asks, and there’s just a tiny hint of worry there—almost as if he’s afraid I might say no.
