Page 26 of The Billionaire's Obsession

“After,” he growled in return. I shivered at the look in his eyes.

His hands tightened around me. “First, I’m going to fuck you so long, and so well, that you can’t even think about sitting on a date with another man.”

“Hey, that was work, you know that.”

“I don’t care. I wanted to kill him,” Cole admitted, reaching the bedroom and heading inside. An enormous bed sat in the middle of the room, and I sank into a mattress soft as a cloud. Cole went for my clothes, and I took the chance to admire his naked body.

“But you didn’t.” The words were more to reassure me than anything. A crazy part of me liked that he’d been jealous, not my best moment, but a bigger part of me liked that he’d controlled that inner caveman. A scene on the last date with my client would have been beyond embarrassing.

“No, I didn’t, because I trust you.” My last piece of clothing fell to the ground, and I was naked before him. My skin hummed with the need to press against his. He reached out and slid fingers between my legs, sliding through my slick folds.

“Do you trust me, Riley?”

I nodded without hesitation.

“Good girl. You’re still wet and ready for me, sweetheart,” his voice was tight, as he reached for a condom beside the bed.

I giggled. “You really are prepared.”

He grinned, rolling the condom down his long, thick length. “I’ll never not be prepared with protection again. Until we decide to try for kids, that is.”

My breath hitched. “You’re crazy.”

“About you, yes. Lie back, sweetheart.” He prowled across me, moving between my legs. The tip of his dick brushed my inside thigh, so hard and blunt it felt like a threat.

“I really don’t think that whole thing is going to fit inside me,” I whispered, as he seated his body against mine, his hips slotting into place, and the very tip of him pressing just inside me.

“I’ll fit,” he said, his voice sounding tight with restrained tension. He was going slowly, and it was costing him.

“I think it’s impossible,” I muttered, as he nudged further inside. Fuck, he was big.

“I don’t believe in impossible, remember? Just relax, sweetheart.”

He pressed further inside, and there it was, a twinge, not much really, compared to the feeling of my walls being stretched. He worked a hand between us and circled my clit again, still sensitive and puffy. The feeling made me wetter than ever, and I relaxed further into the bed.

“That’s it, Riley, let me in,” Cole said in my ear, fingering me as he thrusted gently, sinking deeper and deeper each time.

He groaned when he was finally all the way inside me, his finger still circling my clit, as he held himself over me on one powerful arm. I felt warmed from the inside out; the pain fading to the slick heat that the feeling of him inside me sparked, as his finger moving insistently on my tender flesh. He was still, simply rubbing my clit with his cock stuffed inside.

The pain fled as I adjusted. I wanted more. I moved, impaled on his dick, squirming about as his fingers chased me higher.

“Cole,” I panted, digging my nails into his shoulders, panting for something. I didn’t know what.

“Hmm, sweetheart?”

“I want you to fuck me,” I murmured in his ear. “I’m ready. It feels so good.”

“Yes, it fucking does,” he murmured tightly, and moved. He slid out of me and then pressed back in, lighting my body up with pleasure. It was new, foreign, and intoxicating. His movements were purposeful and controlled, pushing me forward, lifting me higher. My hips rose to meet his as his rhythm increased. I was so wet, I could feel it on the skin of my thighs.

When he flipped us over, I lowered myself onto him and shuddered. Sitting on top of him, his dick felt like it hit even deeper inside me.

“Fuck me, Riley, my sweetheart. Take what you want,” Cole grunted.

I moved. His hands closed on my breasts, teasing the nipples as I rose and fell, experimenting with the feeling. He groaned after a few minutes and grabbed my ass with one hand, the other returning to my clit. He rubbed it quickly, and I cried out.

“I’m going to make you come now, sweetheart, before I fucking lose it.”

I nodded, my head falling back, my body losing co-ordination and control as he pounded into me from below, his hand working me furiously.

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