Page 44 of The Billionaire's Rival (Bad Boy Billionaires)

I shook my head. “Now.”

“That’s not how this works.”

“Actually, it is.”

“No. I want to fuck you again, to—”

“Use me, dominate me. I know what you want, but I don’t want to give you that.”

“I think you do. I think you want it as much as I do.”

I did. I also wanted his mouth around my cock. I wanted to know how far he’d go to have me, but right then, all I really wanted was for him to take me again, to make me forget everything but pleasure.

He cupped my neck and brushed his thumb over my jaw. “I want you. I know what I’m doing. I know who you are.”

“Are you ready to admit you’ve wanted me since I propositioned you?”

This time, he was the one who didn’t answer. I caught him off guard, grabbing his waist and flipping us so he was the one pressed into the counter, then I sank to the floor.

He looked down at me, eyes wide. “What are you doing?”

“I thought maybe you needed a lesson in sucking dick, so I’m going to show you how it’s done. I love having a man’s cock in my mouth, knowing the power I hold over him having something so delicate between my teeth.”

He shuddered, and I just laughed.

“Maybe we should—”

I started undoing his pants and he shut up.

17

JAY

Ilooked down at Ford, mesmerized as I watched him undo my pants. He shoved them and my underwear down over my ass.

My cock sprang free.

It was only inches from his mouth.

What would it feel like to have those beautiful lips wrapped around me? To feel that wet heat? Was this a trick? Surely he wasn’t really going to do this, not here, kneeling on the hard kitchen floor.

He cupped my balls in his hand, and I sucked in a breath. When he tugged on them, nearly hard enough to hurt, I thought about what he’d said, about how vulnerable I would be with my cock in his mouth. I’d never felt like that with a woman, but here, now, I realized he was right. I wasn’t the one in charge.

He smiled up at me as he wrapped a hand around my cock. The sensation made me groan. I’d been hard for him since I’d walked into the kitchen. Hell, I’d been hard for him most of the day.

When he licked the tip of my cock, catching my precum on his tongue, my head clunked back against the cabinet. I closed my eyes and tried to remember how to breathe.

“Look at me,” he demanded.

I did, though I worried I’d come instantly if I watched him.

He licked me again, teasing the slit as he slid his hand up and down my shaft.

I bit my lip to hold in a whimper. It felt so fucking good. Then he took me into his mouth, sucking on the head of my cock. I gasped, and he smiled around me.

I thought I might die before this was over. He probably wanted to kill me. That was his motivation.

I reached for him, needing to touch him, but he pulled back. “Hands on the counter, or I’ll stop.”

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