Page 507 of Most Eligible Billionaire CEO

Damn her.

Two can play that game.

With my eyes locked onto hers, I slip a hand between the slit of her dress and find her pussy. It’s already dripping for me.

“You think?” My voice is gruff.

“Oh, God, yes!” Her head lolls back.

I remove my hand as quickly as I put it there.

She shoots daggers at me.

“You’re welcome to take care of yourself while I relieve my raging erection.”

She makes a face. “It’s not the same.”

“Perhaps a little less sass next time if you want me to take care of you.”

She’s still glaring at me.

“You can stand there, or you can join me. The choice is yours.”

She’s thinking.

I unfasten my cufflinks, take the shirt off, and hang it on the door. I kick off my shoes. Then, I fumble with my belt buckle before unzipping my pants. I remove them along with my boxer briefs at the same time as I pull my socks off.

“Fuck,” I say as my erection is finally, finally let free from its confinement.

I fist my cock and stroke it.

Arianne’s breathing quickens.

I need more.

I bend down, fish inside my pocket, and pull out her panties. I bring them to my nose and inhale deeply.

“I love how you smell and how you taste, baby.”

Wide brown eyes with a mixture of shock and lust blink at me.

With my free hand, I reach between her legs and glide my fingers, scooping her juices.

“Good God,” she says.

I bring my hand covered in her slickness to my cock.

The next thing I know, Arianne is undoing the sash around her wrap-around dress. With quick hands, she removes it and tries to place it over my shirt. She can’t reach.

“Allow me,” I tell her.

“Thanks.”

The cobalt blue bra is next to go.

She’s in such a rush to get naked, I barely have time to appreciate the sexy as fuck cutout design on top of her breasts.

“So, you decided?” I ask.

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