Page 122 of The Billionaire's Secret

"Do you like strawberries, Gigi?"

"What?"

He frowns, "Answer the question."

Class-A wanker. That’s what he is. A douchebag of the first order. A bloody, horrendous brute of a man who…hides a hurt that is eating away at him from the inside. I blink.Shit, I don’t need flashes of insight about his character… That will only elicit empathy for him. AmI looking for a spark of redemption in this guy? No, that would only make what I have to do to him so much worse.

I purse my lips and he scowls, "Yes or No?"

Shit, nothing is simple with this guy, is it?He is so…so…complicated.

He glares at me and I shiver. My scalp tingles and my toes curl.Oh, shit, this…is not going to end well. Not at all."Yes," I croak. "I… I love strawberries."

"So do I." His eyes twinkle , "Especially when they’re soaked in your cum." He steps around, then drops to his knees between my still-parted legs.

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I press the fruit into the opening of her pussy. She inhales. I drag the strawberry up her dripping cunt, then bring it to my mouth. I bite into the fruit and the tart, tangy, fruity taste bursts on my tongue. Laced with it, is the sugary sweet taste of her cum. My dick tents my pants and my vision tunnels.Fuck. I need more.Much more. More of this, more of her essence. I swallow the rest of the fruit, toss away the stem, then reach for another strawberry. They are now my favorite fruit ever. I fit the fruit in the opening of her channel. Her entire body shudders. "Saint," she breathes.

Yeah, I know exactly how she’s feeling.

I scoop up more of her juices, bite off the entire fruit. The tastes fill my senses, go to my head. The world tilts.Fuck. What is she doing to me?Dropping the stem, I snatch up another of the berries. I slide it into her wet pussy.

She groans.

"How does it feel?" my voice cracks. I swallow.Shit, this entire experience is getting to me.I set out to show her I could have my way with her; turns out, I am the one at her mercy. Starved for her taste, addicted to her scent. Needing to wallow in her gorgeous essence, mark her with my cum. Stake my claim on her before this—whatever it is between us— comes to an end.

"Tell me, Gigi." I press the berry deeper into her sweet cunt.

"It… it," her voice shakes, "It makes me want more. So much more. I want to taste it." She gulps, "Please… Sir."

Her words sink into my blood, race straight to my belly and coil in my gut.Fuck this.I slip the strawberry out, then rise up to my feet and offer it to her, "Eat it."

She takes a bite, chews and swallows. Her gaze grows heavy. Her cheeks flush.

"Well?" I frown. "How does it taste?"

"Sexy." Her blush deepens. "I mean…it…tastes like nothing I’ve ever eaten before."

I crunch on the rest of the fruit, toss away the stem. "Want more?"

She nods.

I scoop up another. Reaching between us, I roll the fruit in the cum that trails down her inner thigh. I bite on it, offer her the rest. Take another strawberry, stroke it up her pussy.

Her legs buckle. I grip her shoulder to support her. Offer the fruit to her, then eat the rest. I repeat it with another berry, then another. My breathing deepens and sweat beads my spine. My mouth waters; my dick lengthens. I reach for the next berry, but when I press it to her cunt, she groans, "I can’t… I want..." She arches her spine, pushes the back of her head into my chest.

She parts her lips and I pop the strawberry in. She tears off half of it. I bite down on the other half, chew and swallow, then go in for seconds. I press my lips to hers, lick up the tangy taste of the berry, the sweetness of her mouth, the complex notes of her cum. My dick throbs and a pulse beats to life on my eyelids, at my temples, even in my fucking balls. I toe off my shoes, then reach down, shove down my zipper, then my pants and my briefs; kick them aside. I grab my dick, position it between her arsecheeks. The head of my weeping cock, nudges against her back hole.

I bring my fingers around to the front, slip them inside her cunt. Her pussy clamps down on me. I groan, "Fuck, you’re so ready for me. Can you feel that?"

"Saint." She turns her head, licks the side of my jaw. Another ripple of pleasure tears down my spine. A pressure builds in my groin. I push forward, until my dick is inside her puckered hole. A whine slips from her lips. "It’s too much," she gasps.

"Not enough." I bring my other hand around, insert my thumb into her mouth. She bites down on my digit, and I feel the pull all the way down to my shaft.

"Gigi, fuck," I groan, "I need to be inside of you."