Page 25 of Billionaire Bachelor
Rosie smirks, her eyes filled with mischief. “Maybe I need a little incentive.” She fists my T-shirt. “Take this off.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I reach behind me, grabbing the neckline with one hand and pulling it over my head. “Satisfied?”
I fold my hands behind my head as her big, brown eyes blatantly check me out.
“Mmm.” She trails a finger over my bicep. “Not yet. But as youproven many times this weekend, I will be. But there’s something I need to do first.”
I groan as she plants a series of tantalizing kisses on my chest, working her way down until she meets the thin trail of hair that points straight to my dick. Said dick is eagerly reaching for her, twitching beneath my sweats as she kisses right above the waistband of my joggers. As Rosie pointed out, we’ve had sex several times now, in all sorts of fun ways, but I have not yet had the pleasure of feeling her plump lips wrapped around my cock. But I think that’s about to change, and I couldn’t possibly be more excited about it.
She runs her index finger beneath the elastic band. “You want me to keep going?”
God, I want her mouth on me so badly, she could get me to agree to anything right now to make it happen.
“Fuck, yesI want you to keep going,” I blurt out.
Rosie lets out a small, seductive laugh before reaching down and pulling my sweatpants and boxer briefs down to my knees. My erection springs free, standing tall and proud against my stomach.
My eyes are fixed on her every move as she lowers her head, tracing the vein on the underside of my cock with her tongue before taking the tip into her heavenly mouth and gently applying suction.
“Fuuuuuuuuck,” I groan, my hand automatically gripping the back of her head.
Rosie moans around my shaft as my fingers wrap around her long hair.
“You like it when I pull your hair, baby?”
Another moan as she sucks me in deeper.
Fuck.
The room is filled with slurping noises as Rosie sucks my dick like a pro. Her right hand works in tandem with her hot mouth, while the left cradles my balls, giving them a little tug to match every suck. Tension builds in my balls, signaling my impending release all too soon. I can’t even summon any embarrassment about how quickly this is happening, because I’m too fucking consumed by bliss.
My hips buck involuntarily. “Baby, I’m going to come any second. If you don’t want to swallow, you need to back off.”
Her eyes flicker up, meeting my gaze, right before she takes me so deep, she gags. Saliva pools out of the sides of her mouth as she keeps going, communicating her intention to stay right where she’s at. When she swallows, sucking the tip into her throat, I swear I see stars.
“Goddamn, Rosie. Your mouth is heaven. You want me to come down that pretty throat of yours?”
She hums in response.
I brace both hands on her head. “Then hold on, baby.”
I thrust upward, triggering her gag reflex once, twice, three times before an electric charge radiates in my balls, shooting through the rest of my body as I explode into her waiting mouth. The sight of her beautiful face, flushed with arousal, my dick between her pouty lips, I swear I’ve never seen anything hotter. Rosie flattens her tongue one last time before releasing my dick with a deliciously obscene pop.I amend my previous thought when she swallows, her gaze never leaving mine.
I smirk as I spot a dab of cum leaking from the corner of her mouth.
I reach my hand out, swiping it up with my thumb. “Don’t want this to go to waste.”
Rosie’s eyes dance with a mixture of amusement and arousal as I paint her lips. We both know exactly what I’m doing. I’m marking her in the most primitive way a man can, and I’m not ashamed in the least. My chest inflates as I marvel over the sight of her glossy, swollen lips. I can’t help but lean in for a kiss, tasting both of us on her mouth. Part salty from my release, and part sugary sweetness from the wine she was drinking.
I groan as her tongue glides against mine, deepening the kiss. We set a leisurely pace, Rosie’s fingernails scraping through my scalp, my hands cradling her jaw. When we part, her eyes are full of desire, and something much…bigger. I’ve no doubt I have a similar look in my eyes, but I remind myself that now is not the time to have that discussion. Rosie wants to take it slow, give us time to adjust to this new dynamic between us, so that’s what I’m going to do.
In desperate need of a distraction so I don’t beg her to have my babies or something equally disastrous, I use surprise as my advantage to tackle her until she’s flat on her back.
“Logan!” Rosie laughs, playfully smacking my flank. “What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I give her a cocky grin. “I’m returning the favor, baby.”
And because I’m a man with incredible work ethic, I return that favor with unbridled enthusiasm.
