Page 9 of Charm (Billionaire Buck Boys #7)

CHAPTER NINE

Greer

“I had no fucking idea when I woke up this morning that this was in store for me.” Joe’s breath coasts over my thigh just as his fingertip glides across my clit.

I’m hyper sensitive, so my back bows off the bed. “Please.”

It’s the same word I’ve been silently chanting since he followed me into this guest room and tugged on the strings of my bikini. They gave way with the same ease I had imagined when I put on the bikini.

His eyes widened as the material fell to the floor, and I stood exposed before him.

It took all of five seconds for him to haul me up by my waist and toss me onto the bed as if I weighed nothing.

His board shorts ended up on the floor, too, before he crawled onto the bed next to me.

“Please,” he repeats my plea. “Please lick you?”

It’s all I’ve wanted since he settled between my legs. He gently lifted one over his shoulder to part my thighs so he could blow a breath over my core. I shuddered not only from the desire it fueled within me, but because I felt so vulnerable.

“One taste of you will ruin me.” He chuckles, but that’s gone as quickly as it came. “Why do I feel like you’re about to change me forever?”

“Stop with the sweet talk.” I half-tease. “I’m close.”

He runs his finger over me again, stopping at my entrance. “I can tell. You’re so fucking wet.”

As if to demonstrate, he glides his fingertip over his bottom lip, leaving it glistening with my arousal.

I close my eyes, trying to stop the need from being so intense. I’m scared that as soon as his tongue is on my pussy, I’ll scream from the orgasm that is already bearing down on me.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers, his lips brushing against my inner thigh. “Every fucking inch of you is beautiful.”

I raise my hips slightly. “Joe.”

I can feel his lips curve into a smile as he presses a soft kiss on my skin. “Summer.”

Before I can beg him one last time, he flattens his tongue and glides it over my cleft. Then it’s on my clit, light flutters against it as the pressure builds within me.

I push up, wanting to experience more of his tongue, his mouth…more of him.

He growls against me as he slides a hand under my ass to tilt me up. “Jesus, yes,” he whispers. “This is so damn good.”

My hands ache to touch him, so I do. I weave my fingers into the soft strands of his hair. I tug a little, push down, and cry out when I feel one of his fingers glide into my channel.

“Oh, God,” I say to myself, but it’s too loud.

He laughs slightly, the vibration of that echoing through my core. “Come for me.”

Unable to contain myself, I unravel. The orgasm hits me hard, sending pulses through me that drive my hips up and off the bed as I push his head down so he’ll suck my clit between his lips.

Words that I don’t recognize flow from me. They’re woven into broken noises and cries that should embarrass me, but only fuel me more.

“Yes,” he hisses, his voice hoarse. “Like that.”

I go limp, my hands dropping from his hair to the bed. My legs fall open even more, leaving me shamelessly exposed.

The lightest brush of his finger over my already throbbing clit sends a shiver through me. “I’m going to fuck you, Summer. You’re going to watch.”

He flips me over with ease until I’m on my stomach. With a gentle swat of his hand against my ass cheek, he directs me. “Get on your knees.”

I do. I have no choice. I’ve never wanted anything more than to be fucked by this man.

“Look at yourself,” he orders as he slides off the bed.

A gasp escapes me as I look straight ahead to see my reflection in an arched full-length mirror leaning against the wall a few feet from the foot of the bed. My gaze shifts to his reflection as he sheathes his cock in a condom.

I’m mesmerized by all of it. The flush that’s taken over my skin, the wild mess that is my hair, and the movement of his hand as he trails it over his dick.

I hadn’t stepped foot into this room until I brought him here. I didn’t take him to the bedroom I’m staying in. That felt too intimate. Almost as though it was too much, but this is even more.

My gaze never leaves his body as he gets on the bed, yanks me back, and lines himself up to my pussy.

I shudder when he guides the crown of his thick cock over my tender flesh. I’m already so sensitive. I’m so needy that I moan when he slides the tip in.

He grips my hips as he buries himself deep in me with one solid thrust.

I scramble forward, unable to contain the burst of pain and the immense amount of pleasure I feel. “Oh, please.”

“Shh,” he soothes with his voice as his hand does the same on my skin. He circles his palm on my hip. “We’ll take it slow.”

I push back slightly, feeling his cock stretch me fully. “It’s so much,” I whisper.

“It’s everything,” he growls as he pumps slowly into me. “So damn good.”

Our eyes meet in the mirror as I watch him fuck me. He lets out an animalistic groan before he ups the pace.

I can’t tear my gaze away because I’ve never felt this connected to a man before.

His hand glides over my skin, diving between my legs so he can circle a finger over my clit. I cry out because it’s all so intense.

“You’ll come for me again,” he whispers into my ear. “Then I’ll take you the way I want.”

That’s enough to push me over the edge. I come with a blinding intensity that I’ve never experienced before. I call out his name, not caring if it’s loud enough that anyone on the beach can hear it through the open window.

His thrusts slow as I ride his cock through my orgasm.

As I still, he peppers my shoulder with kisses. Each feels like a gift to me.

“I want to see your face when I come,” he whispers against my neck. “I’m flipping you over.”

I should thank him for the warning, but it’s over as soon as the words leave his lips.

I settle on my back, staring up at him. He leans over me, threading his fingers through mine so he can pin my hands to the bed above my head.

“I won’t be gentle this time,” he promises with a wicked grin.

“Don’t be,” I manage to say through staggered breaths. “Please don’t be.”

His cock slides over my slick pussy before he pushes inside. A tortured sound escapes him as he fucks me hard. His hips move with relentless precision, each rock hard inch of him taking me to a place I’ve never been before.

Every part of me aches, yet all I want is more of him.

I feel myself coming apart again as heat builds with me. Tears sting my eyes as I climax for a third time.

“Ah, Summer.” His voice is dark and filled with need.

Each of his thrusts are more forceful than the last until he loosens his grip on my hands and takes my mouth in a lush kiss.

“Jesus,” he breathes the word out against my lips. “I’m so close.”

His hands drop to my waist, and he rears back to drive into me as he comes with a roar.