Page 114 of Forbidden Billionaires, Vol. 9

I turned back around. “I didn't want a relationship with you to fix my problems. I wanted one because I like you.

I didn't want to miss out on whatever time we had to be together.

But everything that's happened between us all makes a lot more sense now.

I'm glad you don't want to be with me." I swallowed hard.

He was looking at me so intently. No one had ever looked at me like that before.

Like he wanted to devour me and strangle me at the same time.

“Mila.”

I took another step back. “You don’t know me at all. I’m not pathetic. I know myself better now than I did before this summer started. I’m not hiding out here. I’m figuring out what I want out of life, and there’s nothing wrong with that. Maybe you should take some time to do the same.”

He closed the distance between us. "You clearly don't know me as well as you think you do." He grabbed both sides of my face and kissed me hard.

Fuck. I laced my fingers in his hair as his tongue collided with mine.

I should have been pushing him away instead of drawing him closer.

But I had been dreaming of kissing him again for what felt like forever.

And he tasted even better than I remembered.

I didn’t realize that anger could taste so sweet.

His hands slid down my back as he grabbed my ass and lifted my legs around him. I clung to him, hoping I could hold on to whatever momentary peace treaty this was forever. His words stung. But the thought of actually walking away from him stung a thousand times worse.

He knelt down and pushed my back against the sand. "I've wanted you ever since I first laid eyes on you." He spread my thighs and kissed one of the spots where I'd been stung.

"J.J.," I panted.

He pushed my bathing suit bottom to the side. "You've been driving me fucking crazy." He thrust a finger deep inside of me.

"Oh God." I tilted my head back.

"And now I'm going to return the favor." He curved his finger, hitting me in a spot I didn't even know existed.

I arched my back and moaned.

He pulled hard on my bathing suit bottom, making the strings on either side untie. "I've been waiting a lifetime to taste you."

Taste me? "J.J., someone's going to see us."

He bent down and placed a long, slow stroke against my aching pussy.

Holy shit! I no longer cared that there were people in the distance. I just wanted more. I wanted all of him.

He spread my thighs even farther apart and thrust his tongue deep inside of me.

I moaned again. I didn't care that we were close to the party. All I could focus on was his breath between my thighs.

His tongue swirled around my wetness, massaging me in the most intimate way. I began to climb higher and higher as his tongue continued its torturous rhythm.

I grabbed the back of his head so he'd go even deeper. He responded by rubbing his nose against my clit.

"J.J.," I moaned.

He placed one last stroke against my wetness and moved his head to my stomach.

"No," I groaned. "I'm so close."

He kissed my stomach gently, leaving a trail of kisses up between my breasts. "It's my turn to drive you crazy, Mila." He tugged on my bathing suit top and pulled it down, exposing my hard nipples. He placed his lips around my nipple and sucked hard.

I felt my back arch again. I needed him deep inside of me. "Please. Please, J.J."

I could feel him smile against my breast. He took my other nipple between his fingers and squeezed it as he continued to suck on the other one.

"J.J.," I panted.

"I love when you moan my name." His hand slid down my stomach and his fingers brushed against my clit before plunging deep inside me again.

Fuck. I turned my head, pressing my cheek into the sand.

He moved his hand fast, making me climb again. I was going to come any second. I felt myself begin to clench around him.

He quickly removed his fingers.

"J.J. Please. Please, I need you."

He looked down at me as he slid his fingers into his mouth, sucking off my juices. “I need you too.”

Holy shit.

He slowly pulled off his shirt, revealing his perfectly sculpted torso. He was so sexy. I watched him unbutton his shorts and push down his boxers. His erection sprung free. He had the biggest cock I had ever seen. I wanted to know what he felt like inside of me.

"I want you," he said as he looked down at me. "I've wanted you for so long."

"I want you too." I could feel my heart racing. I couldn't believe this was actually happening.

He pulled a condom out of his wallet and slowly slid it onto his length. I could hear myself panting in anticipation. He grabbed my ass, lifted my lower back off the sand, and thrust his cock deep inside of me.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he moaned. He slowly slid his length in and out of me as he lowered my back onto the sand.

I had never felt anything so good in my life. I ran my hands down his strong back and grabbed his ass. Even his ass was muscular. "Harder," I moaned.

"You're a fucking miracle, Mila." He grabbed my thighs and thrust himself deep inside of me. He moved his hips faster and faster. "Is this what you want?"

"Yes!" I moaned. God, yes.

His fingers dug into my skin as he moved even faster. They burned even more than the sand against my back, in the best way possible.

I didn't want this to end. I still didn't know what he wanted between us.

But I was going to come any second. I couldn't control it. Sex had never felt this amazing before. Normally I’d be analyzing every single touch.

Every single groan from his mouth. But all I could think about was how right this felt.

And how perfectly our bodies seemed to fit together.

A loud bang sounded in the distance. I could feel myself clench around him.

J.J. groaned in response.

Fireworks lit up the night sky.

One of J.J.'s hands slipped to my ass as he leaned down to kiss me. He squeezed my ass hard and thrust his length even deeper inside of me.

Oh God.

"Come for me, Mila." He lightly bit my lip.

And I shattered. Hard. "J.J.," I moaned. My toes curled. With each bang of the fireworks it felt like another wave of release washed over me.

J.J. groaned as he found his own release.

And then we just stared at each other, our chests rising and falling with our rapid breaths, his cock still deep inside of me. I couldn’t read him at all. Was that regret in his eyes? Something else?

He reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, before pulling out of me and collapsing beside me in the sand. The silence stretched even longer.

"I don't want to play games anymore,” he finally said.

I looked over at him. He was staring up at the fireworks in the sky. “Me either.”

He turned his head to look at me again. "I'm really sorry about what I said. I was upset, I didn't mean it."

"I'm sorry too. But it led to what just happened and that was kind of…”

“Amazing.”

I smiled. “Yeah. Amazing.”

He slowly sat up. “We should get dressed before we get caught. He pulled on his shorts and V-neck t-shirt and then looked around for where my clothes had fallen. When he found them a few feet away, he tossed them to me. "Geez, I feel like there's sand all over me,” he said.

I laughed as I retied the strings of my bikini and pulled on my clothes. "Well, we did just roll around in it."

He pulled me back down into the sand, making me laugh again. I adjusted myself so that I was sitting between his legs, my back resting against his torso. I was finally exactly where I wanted to be.

He pushed my hair to the side and kissed the back of my neck as he wrapped his arms around me. The fireworks lit up the sky.