Page 15 of The Billionaire Touch

Spencer feasted.

The time it took to abandon one nipple and encircle the other was a small reprieve and the only he’d allow. Each pant and whimper he elicited only made him eager to hear another. But he knew what drove him to madness. It wasn’t her cries or her nails digging into his shoulders. No…two little words kept him on edge.

“Please!”

“Please what?” His teeth pressed against the soft flesh between the valley of her breasts. “What are you begging for, Kate?”

“Please, I need you inside of me.”

Slowly, Spencer pushed her skirt over her generous hips to gather around her waist. She made an alluring site. Naked from the waist up, breasts reddened from his kisses, and her legs draped over his.

She’d bewitched him with her boldness. Even now, as his body hummed to take pleasure, he wanted to bind this moment to memory. But Kate had other ideas as her fingers fastened around several of his dreadlocks.

“Spencer…if you’ve changed your mind—”

At that moment, Kate becamehisperson. Though she misread his delay, his heart clenched knowing she’d noticed the small action and immediately sought to comfort him.

The pad of his thumb rolled over her clit through the flimsy thong she wore, electing a gasp. She was wet…no, drenched. Each pass of his finger flooded the thin barrier.

“Stand,” he ordered. “Keep your hands on my shoulders.”

She did as she was told.

“Yes,” he said, “stay standing over me like this.”

The only stitches of fabric she wore were the skirt around her waist and her drenched panties.

Thick olive curves caged him, but he didn’t mind being snared by Kate.

Holding her gaze, Spencer hooked his first finger under the panties, his jaw clenching hard enough to chip a tooth as her wet, smooth-shaven pussy teased his knuckle.

“Do you like that?”

“Yes!”

He stroked her a few more times, alternating between firm and light touches. “What about this?” Instead of bringing his finger back to her clit, he entered her, burying his digit to the knuckle.

“Oh…oh…”

And when he inserted a second, then a third digit, Kate’s muscles clamped around his hand. Her walls spasmed, fisting his fingers in a tight grip. Still, he didn’t stop pumping into her.

He loved that she didn’t hold back her release or try to draw it out.

When the last shudder weakened her knees, Spencer gripped her buttocks, dragging her quivering pussy towards his straining dick. He was so hard it hurt. The pulse against his temple throbbed from his locked muscles.

“I’ll get a condom.” He took deep swallows of air, the scent of her orgasm and strawberry fragrance filling his lungs greedily. One more inhale and he’d be able to move.

“I want you…now.” She kissed his lips, his jaw with butterfly tenderness. “I got tested after my last breakup and that was a year ago. I’m also on the pill.”

He grunted as his shaft jerked.

“But I’ll gladly wait the three minutes it’ll take you to run up those stairs if you’re not comfortable.”

“Are you sure about this?” He gripped her hair until she held his gaze. “Once you’re mine there’ll be no going back.”

In answer, her hips rolled, brushing against the head of his shaft until the crown nudged her slippery core.

“Take what you want then,” he growled.

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