Page 57 of The Billion Heirs Boxed Set
I drop my hands to my sides so I’m bare to my waist. The rest of me is beneath the covers. He’s seen my breasts before. Touched them. Still, I feel bare and vulnerable.
And beautiful. The way he looks at me, his gaze hooded and dark, tells me he wants me. Me!
“I’ll get you back on the sex wagon, but know this. I’m not doing it as a one-time thing. I’m all in, baby. We do this, you’re mine.”
I raise my head to meet his dark gaze.
“What?” I ask.
“I’m not doing this with you so you have confidence to go back to ladies’ night and pick up some rando. I don’t share.”
“I wouldn’t—”
“You won’t.” He grabs the sheet and yanks, pulling the whole thing off the bed and into a heap on the floor.
I gasp and he grabs an ankle, easily slides me across the bed so I’m lying sideways on the mattress facing him. He sets my foot on the edge of the bed, my knee bent toward the ceiling.
I’m quiet as he moves me to his liking, putting my other leg in the same position.
Now I’m not just naked but exposed. He can see everything.
“You won’t because when I’m done with you, you’ll be sore and thinking about my dick all week. How I crammed you full, made you come. Made you forget your own name. But you won’t forget mine. My name will be branded into your memory.”
I love what he’s saying. I had no idea I like dirty talk, but wow. He’s only touched my ankle so far and I’m dripping for him. I feel it on my thighs and as it trickles down between my legs.
“Just do it,” I tell him, not even trying to be coy.
He slowly shakes his head and drops to his knees.
Oh my God.
He’s right between my spread legs. His warm breath fans my heated flesh.
“This is the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”
I lift my head and look down my bare body to meet his eyes.
I don’t think too much about all the other pussies he’s seen.
“You don’t like something, you tell me. Right away. Yeah?”
I nod.
“You do like something, I want to know that, too. Yell. Gasp. Hell, tug my hair.”
I smile. “Less talk, more action, Austin.”
He grins. “Yes, ma’am.”
Then his mouth is on me.
“Holy shit!” I say aloud, because oh. My. God.
He licks and sucks and flicks with his tongue and then gets his fingers involved and there is nothing, nothing, about what he’s doing that I don’t like. In fact, I like it so much that I’m already close to coming.
I do as he said and shout how much I like what he’s doing, how he’s doing it and giving him directions of harder and more and right there. I even tug on his hair as he brings me to a screaming orgasm.
He pauses as I come down from my high. I glance down at him.
