Page 57 of Billionaire Bachelor
“You like what you see, Rosie?” he whispers into my ear.
I nod. “God, yes.”
He smiles against my cheek. “Nobody can see us below this wall. If you need more, I’ll give you more, and not a single person down there will have a clue. Or if you want to leave, we’ll leave immediately. You’re in control here, Rosie. You just need to tell me want you want. Understand?”
My mind is racing, my heart pounding in my chest. The woman moaning below us has me on the edge of desire, and I know that if Logan were to touch me intimately, I would be putty in his hands.
I turn my chin up to him, our eyes locking. “Logan,” I whimper.
I don’t even know what I’m asking for. I feel like I’m having an out-of-body experience. I’m standing in a hedonistic playground with the man I’ve wanted for so long, but never thought I’d have.I don’t think I’ve ever been so aroused, the throbbing between my legs becoming more demanding by the second.
His eyes flare with desire. “Do. You. Understand?”
I nod. “Yes.”
“You sure?” His gaze is searching, trying to find any hints of discomfort, I’m guessing.
“Positive.” I reach back, rubbing his erection through his pants.
“Fuck, Pip,” he groans, his head falling forward.
The woman below suddenly lets out a loud mewl, distracting us. Her body tenses as she reaches her climax, while the man by her head groans, eyes rolling back as he strokes himself, decorating her breasts with long ropes of cum.
Logan’s hands move deftly down my waist, tracing the curve of my hips before moving lower, tickling the edges of my thighs. Goose bumps rise on my skin as he continues to tease me, his touch feather-light yet undeniably electric. I can feel myself growing wetter by the second, my desire spiking with each little touch.
I glance at Logan, expecting to find his attention glued to the stage, but it’s not. He’s watchingme. LikeI’mthe show he came here to see.
The fingers on his left hand trace lightly down my spine before dipping beneath the stretchy fabric and cupping my breast. He teases my nipple as a moan escapes me. The sounds coming from the trio below grow louder, fueling the intensity of the moment.
“Goddamn, Rosie. Seeing you like this is driving me insane. I need to taste you.”
“Do it,” I pant.
Logan doesn’t hesitate, instantly dropping to his knees behind me. His firm hands grab my hips, shifting me back until I’m bent nearly in half, my forearms resting on the ledge.
“Don’t take your eyes off the stage, Rosie. If you do, I’ll stop. You got it?”
“Got it,” I answer, whimpering again when he pushes my dress over my ass, sliding my thong to the side.
Logan’s tongue darts out, licking my pussy from behind. It’s raw. Animalistic. My body responds immediately to his touch, my hips bucking involuntarily as he continues to tease my clit with his flickering tongue.
“Fuck,” I mutter, my hands gripping tightly onto the wall for support.
On the stage, the man kisses her passionately after his climax ends. His lips are rough against hers, a proud display of lust and triumph.
My mind is spinning with pleasure, my entire world reduced to the sensations coursing through me. The music pulses in time with my heartbeat, every note driving me further into a state of pure ecstasy.
Logan continues working his magic, devouring me from behind as the woman below us climaxes once more. My body trembles under his expert touch, the ability to stifle my moans becoming more precarious by the second.
The sounds of our own passion and the trio below us combine into one symphony of lust, pushing me closer to the edge. The blond man on stage is now thrusting with reckless abandon, his dick glistening with arousal as he continues to bury himself deep inside the woman. Her cries become more pronounced, each surge of his hips causing her to shout in pleasure.
Logan’s hands move from my hips to my inner thighs, gripping me tightly. His tongue darts out again, this time plunging deeply into my core, making me gasp. My body trembles as he sucks on my clit, his fingers teasing my entrance.
The dark-haired man spreads his cum over her breasts, paying extra attention to her nipples as she’s being fucked by the other one. The blond man starts to groan, his movements becoming jerky anderratic. His rhythm falters for a moment as he reaches his own peak, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy. He lets out a long, lusty moan before finally collapsing on top of her.
“Oh, fuck, Logan. I’m going to come,” I gasp, my voice barely above a whisper.
Logan doesn’t falter. He increases his pace, fingers plunging deep inside of me. My walls clench around him, pulling his fingers in deeper with every thrust. He continues licking and sucking on me with fervor as sparks of pleasure race through my body. I’m a ball of whimpering, panting need as I climb closer and closer to the edge.
