Page 145 of The Billionaire's Secret
"Fuck, Gigi, I want you."
I stop, and her entire body quivers. The redness of my palm prints stands out against the curve of her butt. I bend, kiss the wounded skin. She moans, and my heart stutters.
I stand up with her in my arms, then turn and lower her to her arms and knees onto the bed.
"Hold on."
36
Victoria
That's all the warning he gives me, before he lines up his dick against the entrance to my soaking wet channel.
"Saint."
He pistons his hips and slams his cock all the way inside of me.
His balls slaps against my tender flesh; pin pricks of pain dance up my spine. My thighs tremble; his grip on me tightens. Vibrations radiate from the point of contact. A melting sensation coils deep inside of me.
"Saint," I groan.
"I know." The words are strained. He stays there, with me impaled on his shaft. A second. Another. His cock throbs, stretching me, as my pussy adjusts to the intrusion.
"You ready, Gigi?"
Even before I can nod, he pulls out, then thrusts forward. My entire body jerks.
A tingling sensation sweeps up my legs. I curve my back, thrust back, trying to take more of him inside. More. I need more.
"P-please," I stutter.
"What?"
"Please take me, Saint."
A growl rips from him. He begins to fuck me in earnest, and I meet his every thrust, pushing back with my hips, digging my knees into the bed for purchase.
"You're so damn tight. Even after all these weeks, I can't get enough of you. You're a witch, Gigi. You've completely undone me."
His words send vibrations of heat swirling in my belly. Everything in me is focused on him, on how he's buried inside of me. On the pulsing, seething, aching hollow that he leaves inside of me each time he pulls back. "It's not enough," I gasp. "I want..."
"Tell me." he growls. "Tell me what you need."
"I need—" I widen my knees, then reach back between my legs and squeeze his balls.
His dick jumps inside me, lengthening even further. He groans, then pulls out completely.
I whine, "What are you doing—?"
He flips me over, plants himself between my thighs. The bed dips, as he plants one knee, then the other, on the bed.
I open my mouth to demand what he's doing, and squeak when he guides his cock to my trembling opening.
I glance down at the sight of his shaft poised to enter me...Holyshit! It's the hottest thing I have ever seen. I gasp, draw in a breath, then scream as he buries himself inside of me—full, complete. The trembling screeches up my spine. the blood drums in my temples, and my vision wavers. "Saint," I whisper, "I am going to come."
"Don't you dare, Gigi."
His voice is fierce.
