Page 66 of The Billionaire Submissive
Staring at him a moment, she swallowed, fighting down the tears again, and decided to let his refusal go unanswered.I can’t punish him for telling me no when I’m bawling like a baby. Mistresses don’t cry. They make their subs cry.
He knelt on the edge of the bed and untied her tennis shoes. “Who’s here with me now? Lilly or Mistress L?”
“Only Lilly, I guess, since you’re telling me no and I didn’t double the count.”
He flashed a grin and tossed her shoe over his shoulder. It knocked something over with a crash, making her sit up. “I’ll remind you later.”
“To double it?”
“No. That you claimed only Lilly was here.” Her other shoe went over his shoulder too and he dragged her shirt over her head so fast she got her arm stuck and had to twist her shoulder and wrestle to get out of it. “Making love to me.”
Oh no. I don’t think I can take it. Not today.
He reached around for her bra clasp but she leaned back out of his reach. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
With a shrug, he jerked her pants open and started dragging her jeans down her thighs. “I don’t mind if you leave it on.”
“That’s not what I meant.” Just having him pull her jeans down was spreading heat through her body.He’s too close to the danger zone and I’m too ragged, too raw, too emotional…
But it didn’t stop her from lifting her hips and helping him.
“Ah, you don’t want to make love.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss against the lace still covering her crotch, pressing his tongue so the satin molded to her. “You just want to fuck me. That’s okay. Fuck me, Lilly. I still know what I feel for you.”
She couldn’t remember lying back down, but she stared up at the ceiling while he made himself comfy between her thighs. “Are you still mad about the window?”
“I was never mad about the window.” He nudged his tongue deeper, tracing the slit through her panties. He didn’t even have his tongue on her flesh yet and she was pulling her legs wider apart and reaching for his head. “Just concerned when the parking attendant called to tell me my lady crashed her car on the curb. Why would you think I was mad?”
“I’ve never heard you curse except when you’re angry.”
“I guess you’re rubbing off on me.” He looked up at her with a wicked grin, while his fingers traced the skin along the curve of her panties. “I love it when you talk dirty to me, so I decided to give it a try. May I now lick this delectable pussy until you come, Lilly? I want you wild with need when you fuck me.”
Heat rose in her, a scalding wave that made her lift her hips off the bed in silent invitation.
“Mmm,” he whispered, rubbing his chin against her pelvis. “I guess that’s a yes.” He reached beneath her and dragged the silk down her legs, shifting so he could get one leg free and then toss her panties to join the rest of her clothes. “I love the way your pussy feels, so soft and smooth and wet. Silky and wet and hot. May I take over the duty of shaving you, Lilly? I’d love to take care of this pussy in any way you let me. Let me worship you day and night.”
Moaning, she tangled her fingers in his hair and set his mouth to work. At least then she didn’t have to hear him.I’m starting to understand why he blushed so much when he first met me. So hot to hear him say what he feels, what he wants, what he’s going to do, even while he keeps asking for permission.
He traced every inch of her with his tongue, stroking and playing without ever touching her clit. She let him tease for a while, but when he slipped a finger inside her, she decided she was done playing. Tightening her grip on his hair, she moved his mouth higher and pressed her groin against him.
Groaning deep in his chest, he flattened his tongue against her and pushed another finger into her, pressing deeper with a stroke that made her hips jerk. Each twitch worked her against his tongue while his lips vibrated with his sounds of enjoyment. In moments, her clit pulsed and she quivered with release, clamping her thighs around his head.
So he started to use his teeth.
The man was skilled with his tongue, but the sharpness of his bites sent her soaring even higher. Evidently he’d taken the lesson of the burn on her hand to heart, because he didn’t hesitate to bite hard enough to make her cry out. He nibbled and sucked, stopping only to lick her clit again until her thighs were trembling and sweat dripped into her eyes. Yet he wouldn’t stop until she dragged his head up using his hair.
Panting, she pulled him up so he lay on top of her.
“Please fuck me now, Lilly. I want to be inside you so bad I’m going to die if you don’t fuck me. Please.”
Hearing him beg made her crazy. Not Donovan, her arrogant and proud submissive who’d fought tooth and nail before going to his knees for her. She grabbed his cock and pulled him in, wrapping her legs around him. He settled against her on a deep sigh. Braced on his elbows above her, he didn’t thrust. He simply looked at her. Eyes wide open. Eyes shining with emotion. She knew that light. It beckoned her like a lighthouse on a stormy night. She wanted to sail closer to it, hoping for a safe harbor, but there were no guarantees. There could be rocks below the surface that would sink her in a hurry.
But wouldn’t it be worth sinking if I could have his light forever?
He leaned down and kissed her, keeping those damnable eyes open. His mouth soft, vulnerable, sweet. So sweet.
So fucking dirty when he whispered, “You like my ass, Lilly. Maybe you should fuck it while I’m inside you. Take me. Take me any way you want. I’m yours.”
Watching his face, she let her hand roam across his buttock. Her fingers stroked and teased, drawing a moan out of him, but he still wouldn’t close his eyes. Not until she pushed her index finger into him.
