Page 64 of Adonis: The Cost of a Billionaire's Heart
“Bed,” his voice rasped as he smacked my ass. “Now.”
I stumbled toward it, and he followed, unbuttoning his crisp, white dress shirt as we went. It hit the floor, then the belt. Then his designer tuxedo pants dropped, and I saw the full stretch of his erection through his gray briefs—hard, thick, and the tip already wet with need.
He caught me staring and smirked. “Like what you see?”
“I want to taste you,” I stated, surprising both of us.
He stopped then groaned, low and primal. “Get on your knees.”
I complied right there at the foot of the bed. His dick sprang free as he peeled down his briefs, and I took him in hand, slowly stroking his king cobra from base to tip. I loved the way his jaw clenched and how his thighs twitched under my touch.
“Open,” he commanded, voice raw.
My lips parted at the sound of his authority. He guided himself into my mouth, inch by inch, watching me with dark, possessive eyes. I took him deep, licking and sucking, and dragging my tongue along the underside of his shaft. He let out a choked moan as I did magic tricks with my mouth. Whenever I was around him, something inside me seemed to come alive.
“You look so fucking good with my dick in your mouth, baby,” Adonis growled, completely hypnotized by my tongue. He cupped his hand on the back of my neck, thrusting deeper. “So perfect. So fuckin’ filthy.”
I hollowed my cheeks and moaned around him, making his hips stutter.
“Mmm, shit, stop.” He grunted suddenly, pulling out with a gasp. “I want to cum inside you.”
He grabbed me under the arms and lifted me effortlessly onto the bed. I expected him to fuck me right away, but instead, he took his time.
Adonis stripped me bare, slowly—removing the dress, the garter belt, the lace thong, and the stockings—until I was naked beneath him, sprawled across his satin sheets like a feast. He knelt between my thighs, stroking his length and watching me writhe.
“Look at you,” he murmured. “I know your body like it’s mine because it is mine. Every inch. And I’m going to remind you of that—slowly.”
He entered me in one long, thick thrust, his eyes locked on mine as he filled me completely.
I purred, digging my French manicured nails into his back. “Oh God.”
“You feel like heaven,” he groaned. “So fuckin’ wet and so tight. You were made for me.”
He set a pace that was both punishing and perfect, deep strokes that made me cry out as the bed creaked beneath us. He leaned down, nipping gently at my throat while his hand slid between us to circle my clit in sync with every thrust.
“Yes! Yes! Just like that, baby.”
He leaned back to watch his dick go in and out of me. “Mmm, look at all that sweet cream all over my dick.”
He tilted forward and kissed me softly, his long tongue exploring the depths of my mouth as he fucked me in a slow, repetitive rhythm.
My bottom lip trembled as I moaned. “Yeah! Just like that, D! Make me fucking cum, baby.”
Adonis secured his hand around my throat, choking me in the most erotic way. “Mmm. Stick out your fuckin’ tongue, baby.”
I hung onto his every word as if they were gospel. In that moment, I would’ve given him anything he asked for—a baby, my heart, and my soul. I stuck out my tongue as far as I could, allowing him to spit in my mouth before kissing me again. I moaned, thirsty for more.
“Again,” I begged, surprising myself, but I was already too far gone to give a fuck. It was my wedding night, and I was going to be as nasty as I wanted to be with my husband.
Adonis smirked, so pleased with my request that I felt his dick pulse inside me. I stuck out my tongue and he kissed me again, sloppily, before swapping more of his saliva with mine.
My legs wrapped around Adonis’s naked hips as he picked up his rhythm, thrusting deeper. He had me so wet I was ready to drop a wet floor sign down. Adonis drilled me into the mattress while wrapping both of his hands around my throat. The brown diamonds around his neck had him looking like chocolate milk under the moonlight sifting in through the curtains as he sliced his teeth into his juicy bottom lip. He kept his long stroke at a steady pace, tapping my G-spot with precision as a tsunami of a climax washed over me.
I let out a cry of release as my body tingled from head to toe. “Ooooh shit! Yes! Yes! I’m cummminnggggg!”
He wiped a sheen of sweat from his brow as he coached me through my nut. “You look so fuckin’ gorgeous when you cum on this dick, Sim,” Adonis said before pushing my knees together and twisting my legs to the side. He was so deep inside me that I pressed my hand into the center of his chest. He brushed it away, ignoring my silent request.
“What I tell you about running?” he growled while he fucked me into submission.
