Page 19 of Owned By a Billionaire

At that moment, I ached for raw primal sex like someone dying of thirst might water.

His hand moved up my stockinged leg, one finger hooking under my panties. “Your cunt is perfect.”

As he stroked my clit, I gyrated against his dick, which was so hard and throbbing that my breath hitched.

He entered me in one deep thrust, and I had to bite my lip to avoid crying out. This man had the biggest dick I’d ever fucked. As he thrust in and out, I gave way to painful pleasure so intense that my heart nearly leaped from my chest. The danger of being discovered intensified the sensation, adding even more fuel to an already blazing fire.

He bit into my neck, and his groans dampened my ear.

“You’re my new fucking addiction.” His thrusts became frenzied, taking me over the edge. “Cream all over my cock like you did the other night.”

His dirty little comments sparked all kinds of electrical impulses as the intense friction of his penetration set off a fiery release. Muscles spasmed, and a burst of euphoria surged through me.

Gregory then fell against me, breathing like a man who’d run his quickest mile. He kissed my neck and turned me around, and we kissed passionately.

After that, I knew I couldn’t deny myself Gregory.

We would just have to keep it a secret. One fucked men like Gregory, but never married them. I sensed we would burn each other out.

I also refused to be swept into some tawdry wife-swapping scene as a remedy for suburban ennui. For over and above everything, Gregory didn’t possess real wealth, and that would never do.

“Not a word,” I said.

He held my eyes, and a slow, sexy smile grew. “Whatever you want. I’m your slave from this point on.”

I rolled my eyes. “Okay. You’ve had me. So best you flitter off.” I smoothed down my shoulder-length wave.

“I want you for an entire weekend. On my houseboat. Yes?”

A weekend of unbridled, endless orgasms with a well-endowed male? I could allow myself that little indulgence, I thought. “Let me think about it.”

“Don’t play hard to get, Caroline. It will only make me play harder.”

“Is that a threat?” I had to ask, despite my body heating again. The allusion to taking me by force aroused rather than troubled me.

He was about to respond when we heard someone coming, and I inclined my head for him to leave first.

I waited five minutes before returning inside myself.

Just as I mounted the stairs to the entrance, Rey met me at the door and gestured for me to accompany him. I followed him to a mosaic courtyard by the side of the mansion.

He lit a cigarette first before speaking. “I noticed Gregory follow you out.”

I shrugged. “We just talked.”

“I’m told he’s a rake. Always seeking to park his dick wherever he can.”

“Isn’t that most men?” I smiled.

“Oh, come on, Carol—don’t play coy. You’ve also got a little mark on your gown.”

I looked down, and sure enough, there was a stain.

“Go and clean yourself up. That’s not meant to happen here.”

His rough tone made my heart freeze.

I couldn’t even find the right response and instead looked down at my shoes. I acknowledged my moment of weakness with a nod before sneaking off to the powder room.

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