Page 26 of Forbidden (Wicked Billionaires #1)

LORENZO

Being so turned on, just from making out, is insanity. There is no way we’ve been made for each other, in terms of sex.

Or have we?

The idea of two people being complete opposites, in terms of experience, while also being attracted to each other, like two magnets, shakes me up.

I try to deny the concept, because I can’t fully comprehend it. Opposites attract. Opposites attract. Opposites attract.

Forbidden.

I pace, and try to work out what to do.

All I know is, I’ve never felt this way around any woman. I also think about Storm when I am away, and I miss her when she is not close.

I feel protective over her, and it’s not jealousy. Well, not all. I want her sexually, but I want her, as if we should build something together.

I shake my head, and I inhale long and slow. I try to force myself to go downstairs, to have a cold shower, again. Tonight, I just can’t!

It’s partly because, of the electric energy before dinner, and this… It’s the best night I’ve ever had, and it’s just us .

It’s not some over the top dinner. Not some Caribbean super yacht vacation. Not some remote castle, with masses of staff. It is just us two.

Together.

Before I can work out what to do next, I feel soft fingers slip between mine. My hand likes it when she does that, and again it’s just so natural.

I look down at her, and she looks up. All pure, and uncomplicated. She flicks her head, and she smiles, as if drawing me back to the blanket.

That is all it takes, and now…

I am hers.

Storm walks us back to the sofa, and we sit calmly. She climbs under the blanket, and she tosses it over us both. As she leans into me, I reluctantly wrap a protective arm around her.

She smiles playful, and she talks low. “So, what next?”

I’m happy, confused, and slightly slow, as I try to work out what is happening, and what is right and wrong.

Storm jumps in fast, and she sends the energy into another direction.

She asks what guys like sexually, and my mind gets distracted. I stop thinking about us , and why us is impossible, and I tell her what I know, about foreplay.

Storm next explains, what she thinks most women like sexually, before sex, or actual penetration. The way she talks is not cheap, or overly technical. It is classy, detailed, sexy and erotic.

It is also hot as F. I should not be surprised, she has consumed so much literature, and hundreds and hundreds of books. She is also the smartest woman I’ve dated, or I mean, not dated.

Whatever.

Her way with words is graceful, and melodic, and she talks in a way that no model, no heiress and no European princess I know, has ever spoken.

The once hot nerd caterpillar, now spectacular hot erotic butterfly, is blowing my mind, and it’s almost too much.

Storm talks animatedly, and she explains, women’s sensitive and erotic areas. I breathe deep under the blanket, and I am iron hard, my cock is aching.

Storm is either incredibly good for me, and is helping me grow, or she is this:

My downfall.

As I try to work it out, my world implodes. That’s because she asks for a final live test. I cannot say anything, and my heart races, fast and hard. I know it is dangerous, but I cannot say no.

“Lorenzo?”

“What?”

“Can we? Please?”

I inhale, and I nod. Why? I cannot help myself, and I cannot say no to her.

Especially when she looks at me, like she is now. With a pleading look, with hard as hell nipples, and smelling the way she does.

I also know that she is wet, because I can smell her.

I want her. Enough is enough.

Finally, we agree, we should improvise, but that we should take things slow. We also agree that we need to later stop.

We are basically doing a full test run, of what should be a near perfect make-out session. Simply, so Storm can learn, what to do, and what not to do.

We both center ourselves, and Storm climbs around, and sits perfectly on my lap. I am nervous about her climbing on, and realizing I’m hard. Thank God she is not sitting on my cock.

My cock is flat against my stomach and it’s pointing straight up. Storm is however, now facing me.

And it’s about to happen.

I’ve never been nervous, around women. But here and now, my heart beats, like I’m a fucking teen.

We stare at each other, and we are both nervous. Nervous to make the first move.

As if on cue, we slowly lean forwards, to savor each other. We reach for each other’s faces, and Storm even commands me.

“Kiss me,” she says, using her hot new voice. “Please, take me.” She is using her eyes on me, and her lower lip is low.

My heart pounds like never before, as she takes my face in her soft hands. I then kiss her deep and I explore her mouth with my tongue.

I am doing everything possible, to take things slow. And to not pull her clothes from her, plowing into every place I can find.

Storm slides a hand down my chest, and she sneaks it inside my shirt. I groan, and I let go a little. I am still trying to do nothing, but carefully, I fist her hair.

As I pull her face into mine, I mouth fuck her with my tongue. Storm moans, and she loses some of her control. She whimpers and she melts into me. As she slides her butt around on my lap, I get worried about being so hard.

The fear leaves fast, because suddenly, I’m cupping one of her breasts. I play with the nipple, and it hardens. Storm moans loud, and she presses against me. I growl, and adjust my position. My cock now has room to breathe, but I am losing control.

I lift Storm’s arms up, and I slip the top of the dress off her arms. It drops fast to her waist, and I cup the exposed breast, squeezing the nipple.

“Oh, Lorenzo.”

I love the sound of my name on her lips, and she sucks my tongue deeper inside her throat. I play with the nipple, and her body writhes on me. As she whimpers, she slides closer towards me.

I can feel her against my thick cock, and I know her wet core is within reach. I start to lose it, and I hold the back of her head, to mine. I plunder her mouth with my tongue, but it is not enough.

No way.

I need to flip her over and bury myself in her tight wet pussy. I decide against it, and I try to pump the brakes.

The crazy thing is, Storm is not good, she is spectacular as she nibbles my neck. She has been using all the techniques, I’ve taught her. What’s worse, is the fact that she seems to be a natural.

Just when I think we’re on top of things, and we won’t go too far, she pulls my shirt from my trousers.

She then slides her hand over my abs and my heart picks up. I want her nipple in my mouth, and I want it now. Before I can move, she slips her hand down my pants, and fast.

I growl, and I have very sick thoughts. Thoughts that would ruin her.

Before I realize what I’m doing, I slide a hand between her legs. I finally feel her wet silky folds, and I swipe two fingers up.

Suddenly, she is squirming, and she pulls back to watch me.

I swipe my fingers up again, and I circle her clit with my thumb.

“Oh God.” she says, as we eye fuck each other.

I hold her jaw with my free hand, and I do it so she cannot look away. I want to see her face as I do it. As I make her come on top of me.

We stare each other out, and she tries to reach down and stroke me. Her hand is desperate, but she finally wraps it around my cock and squeezes.

Her eyes are charged, as I groan loud.

We are as one, as we pleasure each other, and take foreplay to the next level.

I watch Storm closely, as I slide two fingers deep inside her, then curl them up.

She whimpers, and I thumb her clit around and around. Storm bites her lower lip, and she gulps and pants.

“Just breathe baby,” I say softly, “Just breathe for me.”

I wink at her, and she frowns as she tries to control herself. As my strong thumb works on her perfect little clit, my fingers pump in an out of her drenched pussy. Storm starts to really lose it, and this is the moment I’ve been waiting for.

This is it!

Storm tries to control herself, but she is slowly becoming feral, and savage.

As she continues to try and fist my cock, I sit up. This is not the right angle for what we are doing, and this needs to be about her, and not me.

To stop her hand trying to grab my cock, and to enable me to make her come explosively, I lift her, and I rotate her around. She is now sitting on my lap, facing away from me.

Her butt is now on my hard cock, and she grinds onto my shaft. I lean back, and I pull her with me.

I reach down, and with one hand I yank off her wet panties.

She moans as I do, and she lays back down onto me. “Feet on thighs,” I command.

She does not need to be told twice, and she places her feet on my knees.

As I wrap one hand around her chest, I reach down with the other. I sink my hand between her thighs, and she is so wet.

“Spread,” I growl.

She does as she is told, while she rubs her butt against my hard cock. She is slow, and it’s like a lap dance.

As I slide three fingers deep, I thumb her clit. I pull her hair, and I bite the back of her neck.

Storm holds onto my thighs, and she spreads her legs wide, pushing my thighs even wider. Storm then starts to unravel, and I have to stop her from grabbing my cock.

“Stay still,” I command her.

She moans loud, as I work hard on her clit, and her G spot. Because she cannot reach me, she tweaks her nipples and plays with her breasts.

It’s so hot, and she starts to pant and unravel.

“Oh, God, don’t stop,” she pleads. “Never stop.”

As she grinds her butt against me, she starts to pant faster and faster.

I work fast and hard, and this time I don’t want to tease her. I thumb her clit, and finger her G spot faster and faster. Soon she is bucking as she drives her butt against my thick cock.

I bring her to a mouthwatering orgasm, as her butt rides against the tip of my cock, and as she plays with her breasts. Finally, she bucks, and she comes.

“Oh Lorenzo. Lorenzo… ”

“That’s right baby. Come for me. Come for me!”

Storm moans deep, guttural and low. And as she bucks one last time, she says my name in a whisper. As she keeps coming violently on my fingers, my hand is drenched.

She drives her butt onto the head of my cock, and her body quakes, again and again and again.

“Good girl. That’s it… Good girl.”

I almost come myself, and as her body quakes, with aftershocks rippling through her, she pants like she has just run a marathon.

Finally, she slumps down, and she lays back against me. Gently, I wrap my arms around her, and I hold her tight. Storm then twists her head around, and I kiss her jaw, and hold her close.

We stay like that, for several minutes and finally, she sits up and spins around. Her eyes are electric, and she moves cat like. Her eyes almost glow, and she looks like another person.

I’ve never seen anyone come so alive, and change so much, it’s mesmerizing. Storm straddles me, with a thigh on each side of my hips, the dress now sitting around her waist, she then puts her hands on my shoulders. I’m almost laying down now, and she smiles, and looks into my soul.

“Thank you.”

I say nothing, and look up.

Storm sits above me, and under the stars. She is flushed, and her eyes glint in the night.

I am a goner, and I am hers.

Storm lifts my hands one by one, and she places them on her perfect breasts. I start to explore them, and she slowly grinds her core against my hard cock. She cups my face in her hands, and her electric eyes lock on mine.

I lift her into my arms, and I carry her naked, to where she belongs.

In my bed.