Page 49 of Kinks of a Billionaire
“Ready for me, baby?” His breathing matched my own, and the reverence in his eyes made my heart skip a beat.
My answer was hooking my legs around his hips and wrapping my arms around his middle. The head of his erection pushed against my entrance as he leaned down, our hands stillinterlocked above my head. He kissed me, wet and hot, messy and consuming, then thrust deep inside me.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he rasped, his voice hoarse.
He eased out with exquisite slowness, only to thrust into me again, burying himself to the hilt.
I cried out, and he stilled instantly.
“Don’t you fucking stop,” I growled, and he chuckled but resumed his movements.
He picked up the speed, pistoning into me with a relentlessness I could’ve only dreamed of. My hips moved, meeting his thrusts, as my obscene moaning and whimpering filled the space between us.
He kissed me hard, our tongues tangling just like our bodies, our fingers locked together. Embers burning hotter, he thrust deeper, and suddenly the pressure exploded inside me again, dragging me down into oblivion. As I climaxed, he roared out my name, thrusting hard one last time, then stilling as his seed spilled inside me.
Eventually, my eyes fluttered open to find his already on me. They were filled with a deep contentment and something else I couldn’t quite decipher.
He peppered soft kisses over my face and the corner of my mouth before his forehead lowered onto mine while he remained inside me.
I realized then that this was exactly what I’d been searching for for the past decade.
And subconsciously, I knew he had always been the one for me.
Chapter 24
Royce
Morning sun filtered through the cabin windows while Willow slept soundlessly next to me, her limbs tangled around me like vines. I pressed a kiss to her shoulder, a small sigh leaving her lips, but she didn’t wake up. I’d tired her out last night—or I should say this morning—and by the sounds of her soft snores, I didn’t expect her to wake up anytime soon.
I operated fine on minimal shut-eye, thanks to my time in the service. The same couldn’t be said for Willow. She got cranky, and she knew it.
I slid out of bed and went to check on the navigation and positioning. I’d been using a technique called “heaving to” and an autopilot system when I wasn’t on the deck. It slowed the boat’s forward motion and it kept it relatively stationary.
Satisfied that we were still on track to hit land in a few days, I made us some coffee and breakfast, and then returned to bed just as Willow stirred.
Her cheeks flushed, she met my gaze, and a smile touched my lips. I placed the tray on the bedside table and gave her a quick peck.
“Good morning. Sleep well?”
“Like a baby.” Her hooded eyes traveled down my body. “You should wear sweatpants more often,” she husked. “And nothing else. Starting now.”
I chuckled.
“I’ll take that under consideration, wife.” I loved when she was playful like this. “Hungry?”
“Like a wolf.” She stretched, then patted the spot next to her. The sparkle in her eyes made something dark and possessive travel through my chest.I want to be the cause of that sparkle for the rest of my life, I thought. “Will you eat with me?”
“I’d rather eat your pussy,” I said, a smug grin creeping over my lips as she let out a strangled laugh. “It’s the most delicious meal I’ve ever had.”
She lifted her head and pressed a soft kiss on my mouth. “None of that until you eat.”
“I was going to,” I grumbled.
Her lips twitched. “Not until you eatrealfood. And stop saying pussy so early in the morning or I’ll start saying cock.”
A smile threatened to spill from my lips. “As long as it’s my cock you’re referring to.”
“Hmmm, I’m not sure.”
