Page 69 of No More Billionaires

And the size of him—it was kind of shocking. With all the information I’d found about Larson in the online tabloids, I couldn’t believe newsthisbig hadn’t been leaked.

Wrapping my fingers around the silky thickness, I slid my hand down to the base.

His chest rose in a quick breath, and he covered my hand with his own, pressing it harder against him for a second then prying it away with a grunt of effort.

“You don’t want me to touch you?” I asked, crestfallen.

His breathing was loud in the still of the bedroom. He groaned softly into my hair.

“No. I do. Believe me, I do. But… I’m too turned on. I’m too close to the edge.”

Lacing his fingers through mine, he raised my hand over my head, rolling me to my back and pressing it into the soft bedding. He pulled my other wrist up as well, positioning me in a revealing pose that had me feeling exposed and completely sexual as his hungry gaze took in the blatant display of my uplifted breasts.

“I wish I could take a picture of you,” he whispered. “But I don’t want to take the chance of anyone but me seeing you like this. Ever. Don’t move.”

Never taking his eyes from me, he got out of the bed and pushed off the boxers. I watched him through a cloud of lust.

His body was beyond perfect, tall, muscular in all the right places, smooth and touchable in others.

He grabbed a packet from the table and rejoined me, tearing the foil and rolling on the condom. He crawled over me until our bodies were perfectly aligned and the hard, hot length of him pressed against me. I nudged upward, ready for him, groaning with eager anticipation.

He entered me in a slow, gliding thrust. Shivering and squirming at the delicious thickness of him, I fought to keep my eyes open so I could watch the change coming over his intensely beautiful face.

His thick lashes dipped over dark eyes so filled with pleasure he looked near blinded by it. His forehead furrowed, his face flushing with heat. His eyes closed completely as he began to move inside me.

I tucked my face against the hot skin of his neck, covering it with open-mouthed kisses, tasting and teasing as my fingers explored the flexing tension of his back, the fascinating ripple of muscles in his sides as he worked into me, driving deep.

It was already the best sex of my life, even before he began a slow, luscious rhythm that had me panting and groaning, immersed in a pleasure dream I never wanted to wake from.

And I never wanted to let him go. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, pulling him into me, cradling his steady, relentless thrust, tightening my hold on that powerful, driving body.

Yes, yes right there that’s good so good

Larson’s breath fractured, and he paused. “Hold on a minute,” he gasped. “I need a minute.”

His eyelids squeezed tight, he wore an expression somewhere between agony and ecstasy.

I made a whimper of protest, nudging upward selfishly, my interior muscles already clenching at the edge of a pleasure wave so intense it promised to crash over me with brutal disregard for my sanity.

Sensitive to the sound of my voice, to the pattern of my breathing, Larson resumed his measured push and slide.

“Is this what you want?” His wicked, knowing whisper curled around my ear.

Just his voice was enough to push me over the precipice. I cried out, the slippery-sweet friction too much to bear.

The rush of pleasure was like nothing I’d ever experienced, excruciating spasms of sensation pulling at me and ripping a helpless cry from my throat.

Yes, sweet girl that’s righthe whisperedcome for me.

Larson buried himself within me, again and again, all restraint gone, the weight of him nearly crushing me but at the same time so pleasurable and necessary I knew I could never live without it.

A few final upward strokes, and all his muscles locked and shuddered, the raw sound of his release bringing tears to my eyes.

I love this guy. I love him.

His own eyes opened, hazy with satisfaction.

He gave me a pleasure-drunk smile and lowered his mouth to mine, kissing and kissing me, until unbelievably, my body was once again humming with excitement and ready to take him again, ready to love and be loved.

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