Page 94 of Billion Dollar Vow

His hand clenches by his side. “Fuck. Petal, the way you're staring... It’s fucking killing me.”

Knowing he’s already feral for this makes me squirm with need.

I grab him around his base and open my mouth to lick the head, bringing that salty pre-cum onto my tongue.

He hums, and his eyes roll. “So good.” His praise sends a thrill through me, a rush of pleasure, knowing I can make him feel this way.

I keep my eyes on him as I lick him again, only slower this time. A noise vibrates from his chest. I do it again and again like a lollipop. My own breathing quickens as I work. When his cock is glistening with my saliva, I cover his tip with my mouth and suck.

“Yeah, just like that,” he hisses and grabs the back of my head, curling his fingers into my hair. The pressure of his hand guiding me sends a shiver down my spine.

His other hand pushes the hair back from my face. The friction makes my eyes flutter and his darken with desire.

He looks like he’s holding back from fucking my face.

“So fucking good.”

I squeeze him tighter, suck him harder, and when my hand reaches up to touch his balls, he curses. “My darling wife, if you don’t get off now, I’ll come in your hot little mouth.” Hearing him call me his darling wife makes my heart stutter. A deep ache builds inside me that has me pressing my thighs together as I hold his eye contact and suck harder.

“Karley, fuck!” he cries out, and I whimper with my own desperation. But I don’t stop, keeping my eyes on him as he thickens even more in my mouth.

Knowing he’s close, I go faster, and his balls tighten in my hands at the same time.

His breathing is rapid, but it's when his eyes close and his head tips back that hot bursts explode in my mouth. I keep swallowing until he stops jerking, and a wave of satisfaction flows through me. His muscles soften, his hand uncurls in my hair, and he smooths it down before crouching and lifting me to my feet. His lopsided grin and flushed face are incredibly tender.

“You, my wife, are incredible. Now it’s my turn to be a good husband and let you come on my dick.”

I shift restlessly against him. “God, yes.”

My mouth crashes onto his, and his lips move with soft passion as he walks me backward. When the backs of my legs hit the mattress, I pause. He lifts his lips from mine, breathing labored, his body perspiring. I watch my hands as they roam his hot body.

“Turn around, hands on the bed, feet stay on the floor.”

I don’t bother asking about his plans because his cock is fully erect and ready again.

Turning around, I bend over, placing my palms flat on the mattress.

I hear the sound of ripping foil. He must be putting a condom on.

Then I feel his hand on my ass cheeks, squeezing gently, before he reaches around and touches my breast, tweaking my nipple. The sharp sensation shoots straight to my core. My back arches as he lays a kiss on my back. “Ready, Petal?”

“Please, Oliver.”

“Spread your legs wider.”

As I move my legs farther apart, Oliver drags his fingers from my clit to my entrance, and I shudder with need. “Is this all from sucking my dick?”

I hum, the touch on my pussy making me forget how to speak.

“Lean down on your elbows.”

I drop down, feeling the tip of him at my pussy, and I clench, the anticipation too much.

He glides his tip up and down through my wetness, teasing me before he finally presses his thick cock slowly inside. We both groan. His hands hold my hips as he continues stretching me until he’s all the way in. I feel incredibly full. He pauses, waiting for me to adjust to his size. I pulse around him at the intrusion, sucking in deep breaths of air.

“You take me so well.”

I moan. His hot, delicious words only add to my arousal.