Page 165 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
"I want to feel your tight pussy clench around me." He lightly nipped my earlobe. "Come for me, Keira."
His words were my undoing. "Rory!" I squeezed his strong shoulders. I had been so wound up all night. To finally find my release was the best feeling in the world. My toes curled as I came crashing down.
"Fuck," Rory groaned as he slammed into me again.
I felt his cock pulse inside of me. He leaned down and kissed me hard. I never wanted this kiss to end. He grabbed my ass and pulled me off the wall, letting the water fall down on us. With him still deep inside of me, I could feel myself wanting him again, wanting to feel that release over and over again. No one had ever made me feel like this. He groaned into my mouth and slowly pulled out of me. My body slid down his. I was still wearing my t-shirt, and it clung to my rock hard nipples as I stared up at him.
He didn't say a word as he quickly washed his hair and poured body wash into his hand. But he was staring at me. Just his eyes on me made me want him all over again. It felt like my heart was beating out of my chest.
His eyes landed back on my breasts. He stepped back under the water and rinsed off all the soap suds.
"I'm looking forward to you punishing me properly." I held my breath. I hadn't meant to actually say that out loud.
His eyebrows lowered slightly. I watched his Adam's apple rise and fall.
"I really wish I didn't have to leave right now," he said.
The way he was looking at me made me feel like I was the only girl he had ever liked. I swallowed hard. I was in way deeper than I realized. If it was up to me I'd stay in bed with him all day, talking about stupid stuff and rolling around in his cinnamon scented sheets.
"When will you be back?" My voice sounded needy.What is wrong with me?
He ran his hand through his wet hair. "I have plans after work tonight. What time is the wedding on Saturday?"
I hoped he couldn't see the disappointment on my face. "The ceremony is at five. And it's about half an hour from here." It was weird having a conversation with a guy in a shower. Especially a naked guy who I was crushing on, who was starting to get another erection. I peeled my eyes away from his groin.
"Okay." He smiled at me. "In the meantime, you should think of all the different ways you think you deserve to be punished." He leaned forward. "And don't worry, I already have a few ideas of my own," he whispered in my ear. His warm breath and naughty words made me shiver.
I watched him and his perfect ass step out of the shower and close the curtain.
Playing A Player - Chapter 27
"What's wrong?" Emily asked as she opened the door.
"Why do you always assume something is wrong when I visit you?"
She stepped aside to let me in. "Because whenever you show up unannounced, something is always wrong."
I sat down on her couch and tucked my feet beside me.
"Seriously, Keira, you're freaking me out. What's wrong?"
"Really, nothing. I just finished my last two articles for the How to Play with a Player series."
"What steps were those again?"
Emily seemed to love hearing about my risqué articles. "Step four was 'Turn up the Heat'. You know, being super sexy and all."And giving Rory head and pretending I was practicing for my date.Emily didn't need to know that though. Fortunately she already confessed that she never read my articles, so hopefully she just wanted to hear about it and wouldn't read it. It was actually really fun to remember all the crazy stuff I did to get Rory's attention. "And step five was 'Make Him Jealous'. It was just about going on a fake date. So I'm officially done now."
"Well, that's great. Now you can just put that behind you and hope that Rory never sees it."
My stomach churned. "Yeah, I know. The last one will come out in Sunday's paper and then hopefully the whole thing will justblow over. But..." I looked down at my hands in my lap. "It's just...when I was writing, I felt..." I sighed and put my face in my hands. "I've never felt this way before," I said into my hands.
"Keira, I can't even understand what you're saying."
"Even when I'm not with him, just thinking about him makes me...ugh, what am I going to do?"
"I seriously can't understand anything you're saying right now."
I lifted up my head. "I think I'm in love with him."
