Page 43 of Reign of a Billionaire
“No touching.”
I shivered, mesmerized by my body’s response to the possibility of seeing him jack off while I touched myself.
“I don’t much like it anyhow,” he stated matter-of-factly, surprising me with his admission. What were the chances? I thought I was alone in this predicament. “But something about you… I could bring myself relief while watching you.”
He recited it like it was a business transaction. I didn’t like it, yet I felt the slick moisture between my legs.
“So… we masturbate while watching each other?” He nodded, his face an unfeeling mask while his dark eyes were like flames.
My gaze darted to the comfortable-looking bed. “Where do you want me?”
I wanted to mentally slap myself, but the words were already out of my mouth. I might as well own them. He tilted his chin toward the bed, and I strutted past him like I was on a runway, swaying my hips. I had officially lost my mind.
“Lose the towel,” he ordered just as I reached the bed.
Without meaning to, I obeyed. What. The.Fuck?
I had to redeem myself, so I retorted, “Lose your pants.” I glanced over my shoulder and caught him staring at my ass. “Hey, eyes up here.”
“What’s that on your back?” he asked, not bothering to stop staring at my ass.
I stiffened. It was a faint scar that plastic surgery couldn’t erase, but I wasn’t going to tell him that.
“We agreed on watching each other whack off, not talk. Now pants off; otherwise I’m getting dressed and getting outta here.”
His lips twitched, but the amusement never reached his eyes. Then, to my surprise, he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down his muscular, tattoo-covered thighs. God, he was aspecimen.
Mesmerized by every naked inch of him, I got on the bed, my gaze never wavering from him as he sat down on the oversized chair that would easily accommodate me straddling him and?—
I gave my head a shake.No. I didn’t want to straddle this man.
“Lie back against the pillows,” he instructed. “Half-upright position. Your eyes on me.” His jaw was taut as he watched me follow his command. “Now, spread your legs and touch yourself.”
His strong fingers wrapped around his cock at the same time my hand slipped between my legs. He started to stroke his dick, the muscles in his arms flexing. It was—I reluctantly admitted—the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.
A soft moan escaped my lips at the same time his sigh filled the space, enveloping us in our own private bubble.
“Let me see you work your clit.”
I rubbed it faster, spreading the wetness around while obscene noises of his movements and mine vibrated through the air. I closed my eyes, teasing my swollen, slick pussy with desperation unlike ever before. My clit throbbed, and I thrust one finger inside my entrance.
“Tell me what you’re thinking about.”
“Your cock inside me.”
My eyelids flew open at my words, shocked at my revelation. He sucked in a breath, his hand on his cock, still stroking. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from his groin, watching him workhimself. His fist squeezed the head of his cock and a bead of moisture appeared on the tip, which he smeared everywhere.
I wondered how he tasted as waves of heat rolled through my limbs, setting my core on fire. God, I was needy for his cock. I wondered how it’d feel inside me, but it was something that would never happen. Not if neither one of us liked to be touched. Plus, there was the wholeI work alone and he might kill mething.
“Your pussy would strangle my cock, would milk it.” His voice, wrapped in sin, did things to me that he didn’t notice because he was staring at my hand between my legs. My fingers moved faster, my pleasure climbing, expanding. “I want you on my face right now.”
A visible shudder rolled through me. “I thought you didn’t like contact.”
“I want to lick your juices, suck on your clit until you’re screaming with pleasure. I’d work you till you passed out.”
I licked my lips as I stared at his erection, turned on beyond my wildest expectations.
“Fuck,” I breathed, staring at his jutting cock, with its smooth skin and veins along the side. The head dripped with a pearly liquid, and I imagined that thickness pounding inside me, splitting me in half and filling me up more than ever before. My pussy clenched around my fingers, and I moaned.
