Page 60 of Billionaire's Promise
"Ah, Baron?"
I turn to her.
"I am on birth control."
"You are?"
"The only person I was with was Edward and he, uh, he'd been celibate for a long time before he was with me."
I stare at her flushed cheeks. Her thick auburn hair in a halo about her shoulders. I am not jealous that Edward took her virginity. I am not upset that he was with her before me. Who the hell am I kidding? A growl rips out of me. "I am clean too," I hold her gaze, "and I am going to wipe every trace of him from your body."
"Baron," she scolds, "it's not a competition."
"Isn't it?" I grab my dick, and fit it to her opening, thrust up, and in one smooth move, I impale her. She screams, griping my shoulders.
"Omigod, omigod," she chants. "You’re too big for me."
"You’re so small, Eve," I growl.
She wriggles her hips and I squeeze down to hold her in place. "Wait." I grit my teeth. The heat of her, the warmth, the wetness, the way her pussy welcomes me, clamps down on my shaft, clings to my swollen flesh, as she digs her fingernails into my shoulders and groans.
"Baron, it’s too much."
"Not enough," I snap. "Nothing is going to be enough after this."
I bring my hand to her breast and squeeze. A moan bleeds from her lips. The sound coils in my chest, slides down to settle in my belly. My cock throbs, aches with the need to possess her completely. "Goddam you," I snarl. "I wanted to go slow, to make you wait, to hold on until I was sure you were ready, but when I am near you, I lose all sense of control."
"You…you do?" She gasps.
"You’re inside me, Eve. You drive me crazy, you know that?"
She brings her hands up to frame my face. Her touch is so soft, so soothing. So very different from anything I’ve faced in the last few years. So sweet. So everything. A ball of emotion clogs my throat. I swallow it down. Focus on the curvy, little woman who’s wrapped around my dick. She brings her thumb to my mouth, and I close my lips around the digit. I suck on it and her chest heaves. Her pussy clenches around my dick. I can’t stop the growl that rumbles from me. "I need to be deeper in you."
I pump my hips upward, thrust my shaft into her. Her head falls back and her lips part. She snaps her shoulders back and grips her knees on either side of my thighs.
"Like that," I groan. "Just like that."
I begin to nail her, up and down, up and into her. Inside her. Trying to mark every millimeter of her hot, melting channel. She moans, digs her fingernails deeper into my shoulders, thrusts out her breasts in my face. I bend, close my mouth around a nipple and bite. She cries out. "Oh, Baron, please, please, please, I want to come, I need to come. Please."
"Not yet." I lick her swollen flesh, transfer my attention to her other breast. When I suck on her nipple this time, she groans, then pushes her breast further into my mouth. I curl my lips round the distended flesh, sucking on it, digging my teeth into the curve of her tit and she cries out. She tilts her hips, pushing down on me, trying to ride me, and find a rhythm that will get me closer, deeper, much deeper inside her. "Fuck this."
I rise, and with my dick still in her, walk over to the dining room table. I shove the plates and the cutlery aside—yeah, I had actually set the table… Imagine that. What had I been thinking? That I could get us to eat a civilized dinner? I should have known better. Known that as soon as I touched her, things would get out of control. F-u-c-k. I lower her to the table, then hook my arms under her knees and wrap her legs over my shoulders.
She reaches for me and I shake my head. I twist her wrists together, shove them over her head, and wrap her fingers around the edge of the table.
She gazes up at me, pupils blown, the darkness of her irises bleeding out until only a circle of green remains around the circumference.
"Hold on," I order.
"Wh…what?"
"I am going to fuck you now."
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Ava
Fuck me, now? What the hell? What has he been doing so far?He pulls back then thrusts forward. I am so wet that he slides in to the hilt in one smooth move.
