Page 145 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 5
“Here.” I pressed my palm against his hardness and he groaned again. God, he was big. I wasn’t experienced like Rachel. I had no idea what I was doing. But I wanted to do it for him. He’d been waiting for me. I didn’t want to make him wait any longer.
“Say it,” he groaned as he kissed me behind my ear.
I whimpered instead of responding.
“I want to hear you say the words.”
I wasn’t exactly sure what he wanted me to say. Everything that came to mind sounded very sex education class instead of sexy.
He kissed behind my ear again. “Say it, baby. Tell me you want my cock in your pretty little mouth.”
Fuck.His words were dirtier than I expected them to be. But it was exactly what I wanted. “Yes. That.”
“Say the words. And I’ll give you whatever you want.”
It felt like my heart was beating in my throat. “I want your cock in my mouth.”
“God I love you.” In one second flat, he’d spun us around and slammed my back against his plush mattress. His lips on mine were more frantic than before. “Let me taste you first.” He kissed down my neck and collarbone as he pulled my tank top down. He lifted his head and locked eyes with me as he pulled it down the rest of the way, exposing my bra. “Tell me to stop and I will.”
I had no idea what he was planning on doing to me. But I didn’t want him to stop. I shifted beneath him instead of responding.
“Fuck,” he hissed. He pulled down my bra cup and took one of my nipples in his mouth.
Oh God.“Please,” I moaned. I wasn’t even sure what I was begging him for. I just wanted more of…that. Why had I ever worn a shirt around him? Shirts were no longer necessary. I reached down to try to remove his too.
He laughed against my breast, but his laughter was mixed with someone else’s. My eyes flew to the now opened door.
Mason laughed. “Having fun?”
What the hell? How long had Mason been standing in the doorway?I grabbed the front of my tank top.
Matt leaned forward and pulled my strap back in place before turning to his brother. “What the hell, man? Can’t you knock?”
Mason shrugged. “Dad wants to talk to you guys,” he said as he leaned against the doorjamb. “Should I tell him you two need a minute?”
“No.” My voice came out squeaky and high-pitched. “We’re ready now.”
Mason laughed. “At least Matt didn’t pull a Rachel and try to bite your nipple off when I walked in. Come on, it seems like Dad’s in a significantly better mood now that Mom told him to be.” He pushed himself off the doorjamb but didn’t move.
Mason had seen my left boob. Now half the Caldwells had officially seen my left boob. Why was this happening? I could feel my face turning red.
“No need to be embarrassed,” Mason said. “You have great tits.”
“Get the fuck out,” Matt said and threw a pillow in Mason’s direction.
Mason laughed as he walked back into the hall.
Matt cupped my face in his hand. “I’m so sorry,” he said. “Ignore him.”
“It’s okay.” But I knew my cheeks had to be red.
“I’ll lock the door next time.” He climbed off the bed and put his hand out for me.
Next time.I put my hand into his. What if his dad made it so there would never be a next time? My body felt alive. More alive than it had ever felt. I wanted to spend the rest of my life in Matt’s bed.
He put his arm around me. “Mason was right though.”
About what?I looked up at Matt. Oh.Oh.He was referring to the comment about my breasts. Could my cheeks be any redder?
