Page 94 of The Sexy Billionaire

“Just your fucking lips have me wanting to come all over them. Seeing you naked in front of me will probably have me exploding in five seconds flat.”

He’s just saying that. But when I look into his eyes, I don’t think he’s lying.

“You really have no idea what you do to me, do you?” he states.

Not really.

“You trust me, don’t you?” he asks.

“Of course, I do.”

“Then trust me when I say I want you, Paige. I will always want you. Even if it’s for just a night, I’ll take whatever you want to give me.”

I bite my bottom lip as my heart thunders against the little box I’ve put it in to protect it. My hand reaches up behind me and I unzip the dress. I just had his cock in my mouth, I shouldn’t stop there. He helps me slide the dress up and over my head before throwing it to the floor. Thank goodness I went with nice underwear today, a pair of basic white bottoms and a bra.

“Fucking perfection.” He sighs as those dark eyes roam over every inch of my body, lighting a trail over my skin as they go.Might as well keep going. I unhook my bra and let the girls go free. I’ve been blessed with great boobs, so I’m confident in them, at least. He reaches out and plucks a nipple as soon as they’re free, sending goosebumps over my body. Then my hands move slowly toward my underwear.Just keep going, Paige.I hook my fingers, pull them down, and awkwardly get them over my knees and throw them to the side. Gio licks his lips as he takes in all of me and for the first time in my life, I feel worthy. How does he do that? One look and he makes me feel secure, safe, and desired.

“Fuck, Paige, all the things I want to do to you.” He groans.

Yes. Do them. Do whatever the hell you want to me if you keep looking at me the way you do as if you’ve won the fucking lottery.

“Slip those fingers back between those folds,” he commands and without hesitation, I do.

He grins at me. “Good girl, now, keep touching yourself while sucking me, but … do not come, do you hear me?” he warns.

What does he mean, not come? That’s not fair.

“Stop that,” he hisses, noticing my inner monologue getting a workout. “When you come, I want it to be either on my face, my fingers, or my fucking cock. Do you hear me?”

Oh, my eyes widen in surprise.

I hear you loud and clear and I’m all for those suggestions.

“Good, I’m glad we cleared that up.” He grins and slides his cock back into my mouth.

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PAIGE

We continue along a knife’s edge, getting close to going over and then moving away again. It’s hot, and it’s making me wetter as it feels like I’ve created a puddle on the ground. I’m getting close and he must sense it as he reaches out and tugs my arm, the one currently between my legs.

“Stop.”

And I do, letting my hand fall. Without missing a beat, he grabs my hand. He leans over and slides my fingers into his mouth, moaning around them. My eyes widen and my legs wobble as I watch with fascination as he licks every inch of my skin clean, which thickens his cock with every lick of my fingers. The sounds falling from his lips could have me going off without the aid of my fingers.

“Fucking perfect, just as I remember.” He moans.

My cheeks burn brightly with embarrassment, heat, and need.

So hot.

“Stand up,” he says, and I quickly get up off my knees. “Take off my shirt,” he commands. And my shaky fingers start to unbutton his dress shirt before removing it and throwing it tothe side. He is magnificent, every inch of him is pure muscle. My hands run along the ridges of his six-pack. Gosh, that is hot.

“Now put these fingers back into your cunt,” he commands.

Oh.

This feels more intimate face-to-face instead of me on my knees.

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