Page 64 of The Billionaire's Redemption

“Nat—”

She’s successfully extracted my cock, and when her pink tongue darts out to lick the tip with kitten-like precision, I close my eyes and groan. “Fuck.”

Her hot, wet mouth envelops my cock completely, her tongue flattening as she takes in more and more.

Leaning my head back against the door, I’m helpless against her sensual assault. Little vixen knows exactly what she’s doing to me. She’s deliberately teasing me.

My hands wind into her silky hair, and I pull off her hair clip, watching the lustrous curls tumble down around her shoulders like a waterfall. Grabbing generous fistfuls, I slowly guide her head with gentle pressure.

She’s positioned on her hands and knees, and I can see her perfectly curved backside swaying slightly.

This is exquisite torture, and she’s driving me completely insane with want.

“You’re trying to punish me, aren’t you?” I groan with barely restrained need.

When she hums in response with my cock still buried in her mouth, it takes every ounce of self-control not to come immediately.

She’s not particularly experienced—I was her first, after all. But everything I taught her that passionate night and this morning, she’s using against me with devastating effectiveness.

Fuck. I’m done for.

“Natalie, let’s take this to the bedroom,” I coax her with strained patience, but she just takes my cock even deeper into her mouth. My hands tighten possessively in her hair. I can’t afford to lose control. If I start?—

She makes a sucking motion that nearly destroys my resolve, and I snarl, finally snapping. Grabbing her head firmly, I begin moving my hips with increasing urgency. She doesn’t protest or pull away—instead, her eyes look up at me challengingly, her mouth stretched around me. I can see the defiant challenge burning in her gaze.

“Do you think this is some kind of game? Do you think you’re actually in control here?” I growl at her with barely contained dominance.

I thrust my cock deep into her mouth, and she takes it allwithout complaint. She doesn’t push me away or show any sign of distress. She simply takes everything I give her, and it drives me absolutely fucking insane. I control the pace and depth of my thrusts as I claim her mouth, making sure she doesn’t choke while giving her exactly the roughness she seems to crave.

I can hear the soft sounds of appreciation she’s making. If she doesn’t stop this exquisite torture soon, I’m not going to be able to hold myself back any longer.

Not in her mouth, though.

Not yet.

Just as I’m teetering on the very edge of release, I drag her off my cock and lift her onto the dining room table before pushing her down and yanking off her shorts. Lifting her hips, I wrap her long legs around my waist and slam into her. My pace is hard and punishing, and she’s completely drenched for me.

I’ve never encountered a more uninhibited woman in bed. It’s as if her entire personality transforms and all her careful inhibitions simply vanish into thin air. A wine bottle crashes to the ground and shatters loudly, but I don’t care about anything except the woman writhing beneath me. Slamming in and out of her with increasing intensity, I watch her generous chest bounce enticingly under her thin shirt. I pull off the T-shirt roughly, leaving it entangled around her arms like silken bonds. Reaching for her perfect breasts, I lavish them with attention all the while fucking her.

She screams out my name as her body tightens around my cock like a velvet vice. At that exact moment, I feel my own release building, and I kiss her harshly, tasting myself in her mouth.

When her body finally goes completely limp with satisfaction, I gather her into my arms. “We’re taking this to the bedroom.”

Because I’m nowhere near finished with her yet.

CHAPTER 11

NATALIE

It’shard to swallow my eggs while the man sitting before me watches me intently.

I refuse to meet his gaze, though.

I think I might explode from embarrassment. I’m sure that’s a thing that happens to people.

He hasn’t even touched his breakfast yet, and I press my lips together, feeling the ache between my legs. I feel raw, tender in places I’d rather not think about right now.

However, we can’t continue like this.