Page 42 of The English Billionaire's Obsession

“That’s it,” she half says, half moans, as her thick ass rubs against me.

The tip of my cock tingles with the pressure, my balls full and on the edge.

“It just feels right,” she goes on. “The spanking, the kissing, and I hope…”

She trails off, biting her lip, just like in the video. My thoughts have stopped sabotaging me. There isn’t a constant voice whispering that this could be an affectation, a stage only she can see. It’s not there for now. Maybe it’s my lust burning up, or I’m finally letting that gold-digger crap go.

“Say it,” I growl, shifting my hips slightly, up and down to add to the pressure.

“For our sex,” she says softly as if it’s difficult.

We’re still just holding each other, as far as any invisible observer could make out, but she’s grinding that youthful, bouncy ass all over me. It’s starting to make my cock pulse.

“You could make me explode by doing that.”

“Really?” she says, delighted, like she’s just discovered a new skill.

“Bloody,really.” I squeeze her hips with more pressure. “I’m so grateful you’re this thick, Ami.”

“Th-thick?” she whispers, attempting to move away.

I grab her harder, pull her roughly against me, and drive my solid dick against her juicy ass. “Feel that? Feel how hard I am? I feel like I’m going to come in my bloody pants because you’re so sexy. So yes, you horny virgin, you’re thick, voluptuous, and curvy. You’re plus-sized, and you’reperfect. You’re making me so, so hard.”

“I can f-feel it,” she moans.

“Holy fuck.” I almost smooth my hand to her front to slide my hand low and start massaging her creamy inexperienced pussy, but I have to remember we’re in public. Even if nobody can see us, the risk isn’t worth it. “Are you going to come from this?”

“I m-might,” she says, all breathy.

We keep rocking together, lost in the movement.

“I won’t come in my pants like some school kid,” I tell her, “but you’re going to make that pussy all creamy for me. Then I’ll take you to buy new lingerie I can soak again.”

That makes her gasp, which has my hips moving faster, pumping back and forth as if I’m already stuffed inside her squeezing hole. She shudders, and her legs tremble. Then the earthquake-like release travels all over her body. She reaches around, and I take her hand, our fingers interlocking as shepulsesagainst me, and now, dammit. The voice is back.

She’s putting on quite a show, isn’t she?

No, it’s not a show. It’s my woman being natural and sexy and letting instinct guide her. After, she collapses against me, gasping.

“You’re still very excited,” she says dreamily, leaning back to look at me.

I lean down and kiss her cheek, knowing I must be less savage and more tender now.

“I have to calm down,” I say. “If not, I’ll take you right here. I’ll lose control. Tear your clothes off and then bend you over. I’ll fuck your tight hole from behind, spanking that big ass until it’s red. At the end, I’ll fuck you so hard, you’ll fall onto your front, and then I’ll keep hammering you harder, faster.”

She shifts against me, ass pumping against my shaft.

“You can do it,” she whispers.

“You cheeky girl.”

I try to make it sound like banter, but I can hardly talk. My voice is shaking. My shaft is a solid rod of pure pleasure as I focus on her plump ass.

“Youcan,” she insists. “For me, Tommy. Doesn’t it feel good?”

She’s got so much power over me now. It’s more powerful than any world leader or rival billionaire could, more than any specter from the past with a grudge, and more than any nasty memory. Just my woman, stroking, tempting… I take a breath and shake my head.

“There’s only one place my come belongs,” I tell her. “In your tight. Virgin. Hole.”

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