Page 457 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
His hardness pressed against me where his thumb had been a moment before. And this time I didn’t force myself to be still.
“I’ve been dreaming of doing this with you again,” he said against my lips.
“I’m going to do a better job this time.”
His hands slid to my ass as he pulled me even closer. “You did a pretty great job last time.”
I could stay in this position forever. Grinding against him. But that wasn’t why we were here.
“Get up,” I said. “You’re driving me crazy.”
He chuckled as he sat back. “Then you should let me please you.”
“Up.”
“You’re very bossy in the bedroom,” he said. “I like it.”
I laughed as he slowly stood back up. He grabbed my hand and put it on the button of his jeans.
I knew what he liked now. I stared into his eyes as I slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. “Is this fine? With me on the couch?”
“It’s hotter when you’re on your knees.”
Noted.I slid off the edge of the couch and looked up at him as I pushed his jeans and boxers down. This time I didn’t flinch at his cock springing up.
I looked up at him again as I leaned forward and swirled my tongue around his tip. “Can we practice me swallowing again?” I asked.
“That’s probably a good idea,” he said with a smile.
I had a feeling he was trying not to laugh. But I knew how to make him forget about last time. I wrapped my lips around him and went all the way down.
“Fuck,” he groaned.
I gagged, just the way he liked. Not because I remembered. But because it was impossible not to.
“Just like that,” he said, his voice tight.
I did it again.
He buried his fingers in my hair to set the pace.
And all I could feel was this throbbing between my legs. I wanted to rub against him again. And the feeling made me want to movemy head faster, up and down. But he was still guiding the pace. His fingers tangled in my hair even more.
Each groan made me want him to touch me even more. I tried to focus on what I was doing. My eyes were watering as I took him into the back of my throat.
He groaned and his fingers fell from the back of my head. “Keep going,” he said.
He was letting me take full control. He wanted to see if I was learning.
I wrapped my lips tighter around him and he groaned. And then I went faster, the way I’d been dying to.
“Use your hand again too,” he said.
I’d almost forgotten. I wrapped my hand around him and moved it in sync with my mouth.
“Just like that.”
I knew I was doing a good job because there was a lot less instruction this time. He seemed lost in the moment.
