Page 19 of The English Billionaire's Obsession

“What thefuckare you doing?” I snap.

“I shouldn’t have said that,” she says breathily. “I didn’t mean to.”

“So why are you getting dressed?”

She lowers her gaze, pouting.

“Are you ashamed?” I ask.

She nods shortly. I reach up, bringing my thumb to her mouth.

“Suck,” I tell her.

She laughs, then realizes I’m serious. “R-really?”

“Suck, virgin,” I growl.

She does as I say, sucking my thumb, bobbing her head up and down like it’s my cock. I hardly even know what I’m doing, my head a haze, unable to think of anything exceptthis virgin is mine.She’s nobody else’s, just mine, mine, mine.

“I get it. No sex, but don’t think you’re getting away that easily. I need to make that virgin hole cream for me. I can already see how wet you are, and you love the spanking. Don’t lie to me.”

She touches my wrist and releases my thumb from her mouth.

“Okay, yeah, maybe a little. Is that weird?”

With my free hand, I reach around her body and spank her bare ass. When her naked skin ripples, I almost lose it again.

“It’s what you like. No need to judge it.”

“But…”

“I’m not going to fuck your tight virgin hole.”

Yet.

“Can I kiss you?” she asks softly.

She almost pierces my haze with her cute, innocent voice. I lean down, but she’s already standing on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around me. We kiss deeply and passionately as I glide my hands down to her ass. When I grab her knickers this time, she doesn’t try to fight me. She lets me pull them down to around her knees, with her tights, and then I smooth my touch to her naked hole.

Oh, fuck. I’m lost to this woman. Nothing can ever make me forget her. I smirk as the kiss breaks off, my hand toying with her clit and her thick folds.

“I thought you didn’t want to kiss?”

She grins, flushed and vivacious. “Don’t be a smartass.”

“So you’re a virgin,” I say.

She turns as if to avert her gaze. I gently touch her chin, guide her back to me, and stare into her eyes.

“Yes,” she says. “I justtoldyou that.”

“Why are you ashamed?”

“Because most people my age aren’t virgins.”

“Who gives a damn about most people? You don’t need to be embarrassed. It doesn’t make me want you less. What about this…”

When I start rubbing her clit, I know I will be addicted to her moans forever. They’re like music. Her hips shudder as if reflexively chasing the pleasure.

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