Page 47 of The Billionaire’s Arrangement

Paul was gorgeous clothed. But naked, he was like a Greek god.

His body was as perfect as a sculpture, every muscle was honed to perfection. He had cut biceps and six-pack abs. His chest hair was smooth, and he had a thin trail that led to his pubic hair, which he kept neatly groomed around his cock, now jutting out in front of his body. It was not only lengthy but also thick.Oh, my God.

My body went to battle. I could feel my nipples harden, and I’d become wetter between my legs. But at the same time, my nerves went into overdrive. This wasthePaul Crane. So intimidating. I wanted him to enjoy having sex with me.

But what if I’m not any good?I stared down at the carpet.He doesn’t want a virgin.

“That’s not the reaction I expect.” His tone held amusement. He knelt next to me and touched my back, and I trembled under his strong fingers. “Nadia, you’re shaking. What’s wrong?”

I licked my lips. “I can’t say,” I mumbled.

“You can tell me anything.”

I flicked my eyes at him and back to the floor. “I want you, I really do…I know, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to relax, and it’ll hurt. Then you won’t enjoy sex with me.”And everything will end.

Paul lifted my chin, his expression warm. “I understand you’re scared, but please don’t worry. I’m already enjoying you, Nadia.” He bent over and brushed my lips. “Come, let me hold you.”

I crawled over the carpet to his lap and straddled him, placing my hands on his broad shoulders. Paul moved one of my hands down and put my palm at the center of his chest. His skin was solid and hot to the touch. His chest hair was softer than I thought it would be. But his pounding heart captivated me and made me feel less alone. He was as excited about me as I was about him. He kissed the tears on my cheeks and smiled. “I can’t resist you.”

“I want to please you, Paul.” A sexy sound came from his throat before he crushed his lips to mine. I parted my lips for his tongue that plunged in and stole my breath. Our lips broke apart. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he carried me over to the bed.

After placing me on my feet, Paul pushed the covers back and sat with his back against the headboard. His legs were stretched out and open. He was so uninhibited and relaxed in his nudity.And so gorgeous.

“Crawl on your knees between my legs. Let me enjoy your sexy body,” Paul commanded. He took over, setting our mood to seduction. My skin flushed with sensual anticipation, and my heart pounded harder as I realized Paul wouldn’t stop this time.And I don’t want him to. I want him so badly.

I climbed on the bed and moved to my knees slowly, making my moves deliberate by adding a sway to my breasts and hips.

“That’s it, Nadia. Damn.” His voice was hoarse. He gripped the base of his cock as his hot gaze swept over me. When I reached him, he took my hips and squeezed, pulling me onto his lap. “Touch me,” he whispered and kissed me. My hands were gentle as I moved over his chest and abs, feeling the grooves of his taut muscles. I slowed as I reached his cock and glanced at Paul. His pupils were dilated, his jaw tight. “It’s yours to use. Feel it.” I shivered at his low-toned command and encircled his shaft with both hands. “Mmm, squeeze and stroke it, baby.” I tightened my grip and stroked up and down. His eyes fluttered, and his breath came faster. “Now use it. Let me feel how wet you are for me.” I moved higher on his lap, held his shaft, used the head to circle my clit, and shivered, stifling a moan. Paul shuddered. “Don’t hold back. You feel so soft and wet; you make me eager to eat you.”

His dirty words made me hotter and bolder. I moaned as I moved his shaft between the lips of my sex, sliding it back and forth, and moaned loud, letting my head fall back. “This feels so good.” Paul’s hands covered mine and moved his cock to the opening. We moaned as I eased it in slowly. I inhaled sharply and shook. “Let it out,” Paul said on an exhale. I blew out my breath, moved his rod deeper against my barrier, and tensed. Paul let out a shaky breath. He had so much control over his body, and I trusted him even more. And I wanted so much more. I was dazed, and I could feel my clit throbbing. “I need you, I whispered.

He left his place and moved me onto my back. He was everywhere. His hands moved possessively over my skin, his mouth pressing kisses on my collarbone, down the center of my chest, and legs. As he explored, his eyes remained fixed on me, studying my responses to his touch. He turned me over and kissed down my spine. My face heated when he massaged and kissed my buttocks. “Paul, oh, my God.”

“Your sexy ass makes me hard as fuck.” He was feverish and passionate and burned me all over. There was no place on my body where Paul didn’t want to leave his mark. It was sensual and surprising, but I was hot and aching for more. He finally turned me over and touched me where I desperately needed it.

He squeezed my breasts and began to kiss down my neck. I let my head fall back. “I love your breasts.” His gaze was infused with hunger. He sucked on my breast as his tongue swirled soothingly over the tip.

“Oh, Paul.” I ran my hand through his soft hair and opened my legs as he left my breasts. I shivered as he dragged his tongue down the center of my body, leaving open-mouthed kisses along the way. Then he put my legs on his shoulders and his mouth on my pussy.

He lashed and sucked my slick folds like a skilled lover, suctioning on my throbbing clit. His tongue slid over the opening of my sex, teasing me.

“Oh, this feels so good,” I whispered.

It was hard to believe how good he was at it. Just seeing his head buried between my thighs was too much. But the way he was eating me with such passion had me weak. I couldn’t hold back from climaxing. My wet thighs squeezed his head, and I stiffened as a wave of ecstasy washed over me.

“You’re sweet sugar, baby,” he growled. I cried out as he stirred a finger inside me and sucked my clit, stiff and swollen. He hummed, and I came off the bed, moaning his name as the vibration and climax took me again. I trembled and panted in his arms until I relaxed with pleasure. Heat slid through my veins, and I was aching to feel him filling me.

He climbed on top of me and sucked my lips, giving me a taste of my essence. The taste was erotic and heated me all over, but something else had my attention.

Our eyes connected as he moved on top of me, balancing his weight on his forearms.

“Open your legs wider, beautiful.”

I did as he instructed, watching his body hover above me as he aligned his erection at my opening. My breath left my lungs as he slowly eased his cock inside.

I tensed around him and clenched my teeth as he pushed deeper. A drop of sweat from his brow hit my skin. “Fuck, your pussy is so tight.”

“Don’t stop. I want you,” I pleaded, my voice throaty.

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