Page 101 of The Sexy Billionaire

“It’s not,” he says as he starts to walk me backward, and the next thing I know, he’s lifting me and placing me on the kitchen counter.Guess he isn’t messing around.“Did you wear this for me?” he asks, grinning as he runs his finger along the silky neckline which has dipped to almost exposing my breasts.

“Maybe,” I answer coyly.

“And did you wear no underwear for me, too,” he growls as his hands disappear up the split in my robe, finding me bare for him.

I nod.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you, Paige, but I will pray at your altar every damn day giving thanks for you letting me back into your life,” he states sincerely before pushing my legs open and sliding his fingers up my inner thighs. I wiggle asthe tingles race over my skin until his fingers find my folds. He pushes my legs open even more, giving him better access as I lean back, resting my hands on the cool marble countertop. His thick fingers find my opening and slide in, making me hiss.

“Already so wet for me.”

His fingers curl against me, sliding in and out. Yes, this is how I want to start all my mornings.

“That’s it, baby, take it like the good girl you are.”

Gio’s words are always so filthy and I’m into it, so much. Never thought dirty talk or calling me a good girl would turn me on. I mean, I’m not in a porno, and yet here I am, making a mess on the kitchen counter because of those filthy words. His thumb then glides over my sensitive clit, pulling moans from my lips.

“You’re so close, baby, grip my fingers, tighter, tighter, yeah that’s it, fucking perfect. You’re always so fucking perfect, Paige. You were made for me.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I scream as he pushes me over the edge, my head thrown back, my eyes closed as those thick fingers continue to make my body shake with every movement. It takes me a moment to come down, but Gio waits until my eyes are back on him before pulling his fingers from me. He then brings them to his mouth, sucking my wetness from his skin. So fricken hot watching him do that. He makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world when he does.

“I’ll never get sick of tasting you,” he tells me.

I don’t think I want him to either.

He then wraps his hands around my waist. “Where do you want me, sweetness?”

Biting my lip, I look around the room and land on the terrace. He turns and follows where I’m looking. I’ve never done it outside before. The terrace is completely enclosed; no one can see in as there are no towering buildings surrounding it like there would be in New York.

“Your wish is my command.” He grins, picking me up. I wrap my legs around his hips as he holds me in his arms to cross the room. He kicks his shoes off on the terrace and sits down on the sun lounge first, my knees settling on either side of him.

“You look absolutely beautiful, Paige,” Gio says, stilling. My brown hair is out and cascading around my shoulders, my robe has slid off my shoulder and is exposing my breast, and I’m flushed from my earlier orgasm.

“Because you make me feel beautiful, Gio,” I tell him.

“That is my job to tell the woman I’m with how beautiful she is,” he declares.

“Not many men are like that.”

“I don’t care about other men, Paige. I care about whether I make you feel good or not,” he declares.

“You always make me feel good,” I tell him as I place my hands on either side of his head.

“Every lover should make you feel good.”

Sadly, that hasn’t been my experience. “Is that what you are to me, my lover?” I question him with a grin as his hands reach out and grip my ass.

“Yes.” Those cocoa eyes darken as he stares at me. I think I can handle that title.Lover.It sums up what we are doing—messing around without the other bits. It sounds nicer than booty call or friends-with-benefits. He then unties my robe enough that both breasts fall out. He leans forward and captures one in his mouth, his tongue rolling around my nipple and tender bites skimming the peaks, sending goosebumps over my skin. I lean forward to make it easier for him, and I feel like a goddess, having a man like Gio worshiping me as he concentrates on giving each breast the same amount of attention. I can feel the coil inside me begin to tighten. How does this man continuously make me so horny all the time? He’s like instant lady Viagra. I continue to hump him as he consumeshimself with my breasts. But I need more, so much more, from this man. My hands fumble for the button on his shorts, making him chuckle as I struggle. He lets go of my breasts and helps me. My hands then grab his shirt and peel it off him; I love watching every muscle ripple across his broad chest as he tries to shimmy out of his shirt. I throw his shirt to the side while he kicks off his shorts and underwear. It’s so naughty being naked on my terrace in the sunshine while everyone goes about their day.

I shimmy down his legs so I can find my prize, and there it is, standing tall and proud, waiting for me. I love his cock. It’s thick and veiny. I run my hands over the velvety skin, loving the feeling it gives me as I slide over it. I’ve never been enamored with a cock before, but it is beautiful. Cocks can be beautiful, can’t they?You don’t see any cock appreciation clubs, do you?

“Paige,” Gio says my name in warning, and I realize I’ve been sliding my hands up and down for a while now, lost in my thoughts. “Get out of that head and put my dick in your mouth,” he commands.

Yes, sir, you don’t have to tell me twice. I slide the skin down and wrap my mouth around the sensitive tip. He wraps his fingers in my hair, controlling how he wants me to suck him off. I give him a couple of deep throats as I hum around him, making him hiss. I read that inCosmoonce and it really works.Focus, Paige.I continue to work him over, alternating between licking and sucking, which pulls deep guttural moans from his lips that send shockwaves to my center.

“Fuck, Paige, I don’t want to come in your mouth, but it feels so good.” He moans as he continues to fuck my face, his hips straining as he tries not to push himself too far down my throat. I look up at him and when he notices, blinding heat swirls behind those dark eyes. “You want me to come down your throat, baby girl. Those eyes are telling me to fill your mouth up, is that right?”

That sounds hot. Yes, please. I hum my answer around his cock.

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