Page 104 of Most Eligible Billionaire CEO

When his slicked-up tip pushes in, I groan some more.

He eases inside me nice and slow.

It hurts, but it’s good. Real good.

Once he’s balls deep, he swings back and forth.

It’s gentle at first, but he soon picks up the pace.

Fuck. How can anal sex be this good?

“Goddammit, your sweet ass makes me weak.”

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

“Fuck, my balls are slapping your dripping pussy.”

Tell me about it.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

He yanks my hair, forcing my head back until our eyes meet.

“You like how I’m fucking your perfect ass?”

“Y—yes.” It’s a struggle to speak that simple word. Between the strain of my neck, the pulsing of my clit, and how I’m turned on, I can barely think.

“Tsk,” he frowns. “I’m not convinced.”

“I do.”

He drives into me with force.

“If you don’t mean it, I’ll stop fucking you.”

“You wouldn’t."

He pulls on my hair a little tighter, causing my scalp to tingle. His blue eyes are menacing when he says, “I can do anything I fucking want. I own your ass.”

The dirty talking gets me every time.

“I love how you fuck my ass. I missed you fucking my ass.”

His lips pull up at the corner in a devilish grin. “Better.”

He eases the pressure on my hair and resumes his mission.

“I'm fucking you so deep in your ass, I don’t wanna ever pull out.”

I whimper.

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