Page 322 of Most Eligible Billionaire CEO

Up and down.

Up and down.

With no barrier between us, I have the staying power of a teenage boy.

“Jules,” I gasp, my fingers flexing against her bare ass as she rides me like I’m a thoroughbred. “This... Shit... I... I’m...”

I can’t even think straight.

“Not yet,” she pleads. “Not yet. I need to feel you inside me a little longer.”

I groan a frustrated sound. “You’re killing me, sweetness.”

She responds by riding me harder. Faster. Like a woman possessed.

I try to contain the straining climax, but I’m fighting a losing battle.

“Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” she chants.

Her pussy clenches hard around my cock.

I grunt.

She’s close.

Her pace is frantic.

She’s practically bouncing off my balls.

A primal, aching cry spills from her throat as her orgasm hits.

Her pussy pulses, gripping my cock, even as she writhes on top of me, and I can’t hold back any longer.

I’m done.

“Oh, fuck, baby,” my body tenses and my hips buck and my beautiful girl cries out as I spurt hot cum inside her.

My orgasm is so strong, I’m seeing damn stars as her pussy still clenches my cock, milking everything I have to give.

Goddammit.

“My God,” she says finally, falling into my arms.

I rest my forehead to hers as we both draw in long breaths, our hearts pounding together as one.

“You okay?” I ask.

She nods.

“Good,” I pant, my hands clasping her hips, holding her still as she tries to move. “I just need a second...”

“For what?”

“Another around,” I tell her.

“Excuse me?”

I flash her a wicked grin. “Fucking you without a barrier is fucking incredible, sweetness.”

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