Page 41 of My Ex's Billionaire Brother

As my finger gently thrust inside, my lips teased her flesh, moving against her folds, savoring the sweet taste of her and her body as she cried out against me.

Every time she let out a moan of surprise, I couldn’t help but feel that ache grow even more. It was the sound of desperation, the sound of need, that escaped her, and it made me want to take every moment and savor this as well.

I added another finger, lightly pressing against her heat, thrusting up and down, and feeling her squirm against me, the moans of surprise echoing through the office. In a way, this was our own little world, a world that both of us indulged in and absolutely loved.

I continued to move my fingers there, watching her cling to the desk, desperately needing me.

“That’s right. You’re so beautiful!” I cried out.

I thrust once more, pushing against that bundle of nerves that I knew she loved, and she screamed out, moving her hips upward in response.

There we go.

I continued to move my hands skillfully, adding another finger inside. I arched them upwards, listening to the little cries that escaped her mouth.

She looked so hot, desperate for touch, and needy for my hands.

After I added the third, I teased the flesh for a moment before I pulled out, spreading her apart.

I looked at Tina there. The glowing radiance she possessed drove me crazy. I wanted her, I needed her, and I craved her.

I slipped my hands into my pants, undoing the buckle and then the fly, sliding them downward to reveal my aching member. I looked at her and saw the desperation for me in her eyes.

“It’ll be soon, babe,” I groaned, completely lost in her beauty. Then, after a second, I slipped inside, taking inch by inch inside of her.

As I slid inside, she grasped the table, moaning in surprise as I thrust in deep. She cried out, holding onto the desk, and then reached out with one hand, cupping my face.

“This feels . . . amazing, Caleb,” she said.

“Good, I’m glad I can make you feel good.”

I slipped deeper inside, pushing in so my body could feel her tight heat. She moaned, and I thrust inside, pushing deep within, watching her eyes widen with surprise as she took more of me inside.

“There we go,” I said.

I thrust in once more, holding onto her there as she cried out, completely lost in the touch of our bodies together. With every thrust and every touch, I could feel the desperation growing and the need for her to drive me closer and closer to the edge.

I thrust in deep, listening to her moans. She wrapped her arms around me, holding me tightly as she cried out, the litany of moans of pleasure driving me closer and closer to the edge.

“Holy fuck, Caleb!”

“You good?”

“Yes, now keep going. I’m so close that I feel like I’m going to cum at any time,” she said, her voice laced with desperation.

I wanted to savor this moment even more. I pulled her into my arms, my hands resting on her backside. As I did this, she wrapped her hands around my shoulder, holding herself as she braced her body, and my hips moved, thrusting upwards to enjoy every part of her.

The tightness of her flesh and the touch of her body against mine were all just . . . driving me crazy. I needed her. I craved her, and every part of her was driving me crazy.

After a few more thrusts, I pushed my hips further upward. Again, I could feel my entire being change as I felt her tight heat suck me in. At this angle, though, I could feel her pussy quiver, and my thrusts were angled in a way that touched upon that bundle of nerves in the most perfect way possible.

She screamed out, holding onto me as she thrust upward; the deepness of my thrusts was enough to drive the woman completely mad.

After a few more thrusts, though, I could feel the buildup being too much to hold back, and with every motion, every touch, and every thrust, I knew I was near my limit.

After a couple more thrusts, I cried out, holding onto her as I tensed up. I reached forward, teasing between her legs, rubbing her clit as she held onto me, moaning and crying out my name as her climax hit her hard.

My thrusts grew deep, and soon the feeling of my orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. I laid her back down, pumping inside of her, and then, as I finished, I looked at her, smiling warmly.

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