Page 84 of The Billionaire's Secret
"I know what you want, Gigi."
"You do?"
He nods, "And I’ll give it to you. Every single experience that you ache for, I promise you’ll have it… And some you don’t dare even think about, though in your heart you want it. Know what I mean?"
I open my mouth to speak, but the words dry up. My entire body braces… My muscles wind up, toes digging into the carpet. My clit pulses and my pussy squeezes down, wanting…needing him. His cock. His fingers. His thick thighs between mine as he tears into me with his cock. Moisture flows from between my legs and I can’t stop the whine that spills from me.
"Good girl," he growls.
I shudder.
"I promise you’ll get what you deserve…but first..."
I swallow.
"First, answer this riddle."
I snarl at the back of my throat. Enough with the stupid riddles already.
"Did you say something, pet?"
I shake my head, bite down on my lower lip and turn away. Fuck him, and his ability to reduce me to a trembling mass of need. My skin feels too tight for the rest of my body. My scalp feels like it’s on fire. I rub my thighs together and he laughs, "Look at you. So impatient, hmm?"
Get on with it already.
"About that riddle."
Fuck off.
"Soon, but first tell me... The more you take, the more you leave behind. What is it?"
I frown. Of course, my mind goes straight to that one thing.Could it be? Is it?
"You dirty girl," he chuckles. "I know what you’re thinking, but it’s not that. It’s so easy, Gigi. Go on, take a shot."
"Um," I try to form the word, but my throat is too dry.It is, is it…?
"Footsteps, of course."
I sag onto the couch.Jerk.
“One more, one more." He comes around, brushes aside my hair. "You ready, Gigi?"
I glare at him. He smirks, "Oh, but you’re getting there, aren’t you?"
I shoot him a glance meant to convey exactly where he can take his dick and stuff it… Up my arse.Hell.I squeeze my eyes shut.Why, why is it that I am empty and hollow and aching inside, even as every part of me wants to slap his stupid, handsome face?Right before I throw myself at his feet and ask him to lick me up, eat me up, slap my cunt, drink from it… "Ohhh."
I hear my whine, so pathetic.
"You’re gorgeous, sweet thing."
I crack my eyelids open. Beseech him with my gaze.Please, please.
He straightens, "Not yet."
I can’t stop the snarl that rips from me then.
"My god," I hear him breathe from above me. "So much spirit, so much beauty, so much everything you are, Gigi. You’ll be the death of me."
