Page 16 of Dating the Billionaire
He settled onto his side on the bed next to her and leaned over, flicking his tongue across one taut nipple. She arched up, pushing her breast against his mouth. He took the tip of it between his lips, sucking on it.
A moan slipped out as pleasure streaked from her breast to her very core. Heat flared as her clit began to pulsate with need. “You’re driving me crazy,” she warned him. She shifted against the bed until the dress slid farther down her body and she was able to pull her arms free of the straps. Then she reached for him, pushing the open shirt from his broad shoulders. “I want you.”
She ran her hands down his chest, over his rippling abs, to the clasp of the belt holding up his tuxedo pants. But he jerked back before she could undo his belt.
“Not yet,” he said. “I need to taste you.”
He skimmed the dress over her hips, pulling down her panties with it—leaving her bare to his voracious gaze. He stared at her mound.
She’d had a bikini wax a couple of days ago, leaving her bare but for a small area of dark golden curls over her clit. He touched the hair and her skin.
And she arched into his hand.
“Your pulse is beating here,” he murmured. He stroked his finger over her—again and again—before dipping one inside her.
A small cry of pleasure slipped out of her lips.
“You’re so hot,” he said, his voice gruff with passion. “So wet...”
Then he proceeded to make her wetter, stroking his finger in and out of her. And as he did, he lowered his head and flicked his tongue over her clit, teasing the sensitive skin.
An orgasm gripped her, making her body shudder as it rippled through her. He moved his tongue inside her, lapping at her come. And she came harder.
“Oh, my God,” she said, panting for breath.
“Teo,” he said. “You can call me just Teo.”
She giggled at his arrogance. But he had every right to it—he was that amazing a lover. She wanted to show him how good she was.
So she used her strength and toppled him over onto his back. Then she undid his belt and unzipped his pants, and she released the long, engorged cock that had been straining his fly.
He groaned as she slid her mouth up and down the length of him, sucking him deep into her throat. He thrashed on the bed. “No...wait...” But then his body shuddered, and he came in her mouth—salty and sweet at the same time.
He wasn’t done, though. He flopped her onto her back again. First he kissed her—her pleasure mixing with his on their lips, in their mouths. Salty and sweet.
Then he moved his mouth down her neck again, tracing her collarbone and the curve of her breasts. He teased her nipples with his fingers and his thumbs, making them tighten with desire again. He kept kissing her and touching her, winding the tension inside her again. He gave her another orgasm with his fingers, with his lips.
But it wasn’t enough. She needed him inside her. She reached out and found that he was ready again. Hard and hot, his dick throbbed in her hand as she stroked up and down the length of him.
“Condom,” he said through gritted teeth. A muscle twitched along his jaw while another stood out all sinewy in his neck. He reached down to where he’d dropped his jacket next to the bed when he’d carried her into the bedroom. He rummaged through a pocket before pulling out a packet.
She tried to take it from him, but he held tightly to it. He tore it open and sheathed himself. Then he parted her legs and eased inside her.
He was so big, so hot.
But he fit her—perfectly. He filled her.
She arched and adjusted, taking him deeper.
He groaned and stilled. But then he moved, thrusting deeper and deeper.
Blair arched her hips, meeting his thrusts with thrusts of her own. She wrapped her legs around his lean waist and held tightly to him. Her inner muscles clenched him, too, holding him inside her.
The delicious friction grew, sending pleasure rippling through her as she came again. And she screamed his name this time. “Teo!”
He stilled, his entire body tense, before thrusting deep once more. Then his big body shuddered as he found his release. And a name escaped his lips. For a moment she didn’t recognize it.
“Savannah...”
