Page 71 of Scarlett and the Big Bad Billionaire
“You’re incredibly beautiful, Scarlett. No drawing or painting could ever do you justice.”
He couldn’t see my blush in the darkness, but he could probably feel it. My skin was feverish and thirsting for his touch. When he cupped his hands beneath my breasts, I shivered with need.
Bracing one strong arm on either side of me, he bent his head and drew one of the tight peaks into his mouth, sucking and bathing it with silky strokes of his tongue. I couldn’t stay still.
Twisting and trembling I arched my back to push my breast further into his mouth and ran my greedy hands over the tantalizing lines of his body suspended above me. His chest and abs were sculpted and hard, and the smooth skin stretched over them became covered in chill bumps everywhere I touched.
He was breathing hard now, his breaths like puffs of steam against my sensitive nipples. Sliding my hands down to his lower back, I urged him lower, canting my hips upward in eager invitation.
“Now,” I ordered. “I can’t wait any more. I’ve waited so long already.”
Gray lifted his head, nodding in agreement as he straddled me then positioned the head of his cock against my opening.
“Oh fuck, you are so wet,” he gasped.
“I’m ready for you,” I said, as if it wasn’t obvious enough.
He didn’t plunge inside all at once, rather eased into my welcoming body, stretching and nudging in a gentle invasion that felt better and better with every slow inch.
When he was fully seated, he began a slow and steady back and forth, pressing the front of his body against the front of mine with every delicious downward stroke.
Dipping his head, he kissed me again, his tongue mimicking the actions of his body, thrusting, claiming, consuming me while I met his rhythm and writhed with the excruciating pleasure of his thickness inside me.
It felt so good, so unbearably mind-alteringly unreal, I couldn’t stay quiet. Whimpers and cries rose from my throat and blended with the noises of the night wind and the ocean waves crashing on the cliffs nearby.
The sounds seemed to excite Gray. He drove harder, faster, lifting his head and biting his lower lip as his eyes closed and his forehead creased.
His face was severe and beautiful in its expression of ecstasy. Watching him turned me on almost as much as what he was doing to me with his body.
It was like a wildness overtook me. I gripped his shoulders, driving my heels into the cushion of the chaise lounge and lifting myself against him so there was no space between our bodies.
His driving rhythm never changed, just kept pushing me closer and closer with every thrust until suddenly I couldn’t move anymore.
Suspended in time and space, burning from the inside out, I went rigid as the luscious spasms rippled through me. And then I shuddered violently, moving faster and faster and clenching my intimate muscles around him, a scream of pleasure ripping from my throat.
Gray drove into me once more, all his muscles tensing as he buried his full length in me and let out a roar, finding his own release and satisfaction.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
ALMOST AS GOOD
Gray
Scarlett and I walked back to Victoria’s house in what had to be the most scenic “walk of shame” of all time.
The night sky was phenomenal, and the air was filled with the scents of the ocean and ofher. I couldn’t stop touching her, even after we were both dressed again.
As we walked, I kept my arm slung around her shoulders and pulled her in for a kiss every few steps.
Oh yeah, I amgonefor this woman.
All the day-dreaming I’d done about her after that week in Greece had fallen so short of reality it wasn’t even funny. She was even sexier and more addictive than she’d been three years ago.
And the knowledge that she hadn’t been with anyone since… well, maybe it was a little cave man of me, but it thrilled the hell out of me. I sort of felt like posting on all my social media that I’d been so good that nobody else’s dick would do afterward.
Just thinking about it was making me hard again. Thankfully, when we got back to the mansion, Scarlett invited me to her room.
“Want to come up for a little while?” she asked in a soft, sexy drawl that tickled my ear and sent a shot of energizing heat straight to my groin.
