Page 164 of The Morally Grey Billionaires Boxset

Cade

She stops. At once. But she doesn’t turn around.

She stands with her back to me, and her shoulders rise and fall.

I prowl toward her, then around her, to stand in front of her.

I peer down at her. She drags her gaze up my calves, my thighs, pausing on the column between my legs, which instantly extends further as she stares at it.

I walked out of the shower, saw her, and didn’t stop to dry myself; thank fuck for that, too, for nothing can compare to the satisfaction that surges through me at how she licks her lips.

At how she swallows and seems unable to tear her gaze off that very proud, very hard, very throbbing part of me which, despite having jacked off a few moments ago, is back to being upright.

I clear my throat, and she visibly shudders, then glances away.

“Care to tell me what you’re doing here?” I drawl.

She shakes her head.

“Care to look at me?”

She raises her shoulders, then lets them fall.

“Hmm.” The silence stretches. Her hair is mussed about her shoulders. Her nipples stand out against her sleep shirt. She squeezes her thighs together. The movement is subtle, but of course, I catch it.

“You turned on, baby?”

She swallows but doesn’t reply.

“Did you see me jack off in the shower? Did you find it hot?”

She hesitates, then nods slowly.

“Want me to relieve the itch between your thighs?”

A quiver runs down her body.

“Want me to lick your cunt and make you come all over my face? Want me to stab my tongue inside that sweet pink pussy, then eat you out until you can’t remember your name?”

She squeezes her eyes shut, jerks her chin, then shakes her head, then jerks her chin again.

I chuckle. “What’s it going to be, Sparrow? Yes, or no?”

She draws in a breath, then slowly nods.

“I didn’t hear you.”

“Jerkface,” she mumbles under her breath.

“I heard that.” I smother a laugh. “You have to ask for what you want, baby.”

“I already did earlier, at the pool.” She juts out her lower lip. “And you walked away from me.”

“I wanted to do right by you, baby. Still want to do right by you. Want to keep my word. So, I’m not going to fuck you.”

She looks up at me. “You’re not?”

I shake my head. “Doesn’t mean I can’t help you find release.”

Her pupils dilate.

“Gonna make you come so hard; you’re going to be walking funny for days.”

“Promises, promises. All you do is talk and—" She gasps, for I’ve dropped to my knees on the carpet—which is soggy from the water that’s dripped from my body—and gripped her hips, hauling her close enough that I can push my face into her fragrant pussy.

She moans. “Cade, what are you—?”

I close my mouth over her core, right through her sleep shorts, and a small cry spills from her lips.

“Cade, oh, my god. Oh, my god. Cade.” She digs her fingers into my hair and pulls on the strands; my dick instantly thickens even further.

“Hold onto me, baby.”

I push aside her sleep shorts—she’s not wearing panties, thank fuck—and swipe my tongue up her dripping slit. She parts her legs wider and pushes her pelvis into my face. “That’s it, ride me, baby.” I thrust my tongue inside her wet channel, and she sways.

I lick up between her pussy lips and bite down on her clit. “Jesus!” she yells.

I glare up at her. “Cade,” I growl.

“Wh…what?” She blinks down at me.

“If you’re going to scream, it better be my name on your lips.”

She gapes. “You…you’re crazy.”

“Abso-fucking-lutely, baby. I can’t get enough of your sweet, sweet, cunt.”

“Oh, my god,” she swallows.

“Cade. Say my name,” I snap.

“Cade,” she breathes.

“Who does this pussy belong to?”

“You… Cade,” she moans.

I grab handfuls of her butt and squeeze. “Who does this magnificent arse belong to?”

“You, Cade,” she says in a rush.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You, only you.” She draws in a breath. “Now shut up and eat me out already.”

“Your wish is my fucking command.” I throw her leg over my shoulder, and she lets out a small cry, which ends on a gasp as I slurp my way up from her arsehole to clit, then circle the swollen nub.

She shivers and grinds herself closer as she chases the feel of my tongue.

I thrust two fingers inside her, then proceed to lap at her pussy, over and over again.

I add a third, stretching her as I continue to lick into her throbbing flesh.

Her back curves and she throws her head back and moans loudly.

Her entire body shudders, and I know she’s close.

“You’re dripping down my hand, baby. You’re a gorgeous slut, aren’t you? You want me to push you right over the edge. You want to come all over my face, don’t you?”

She groans, then yanks on my hair, and I laugh. I lean back enough to put distance between us, then bring my palm down on her pussy.

“What the—?” she yells, then stares down at me. “What was that for?”

“Have I got your attention?”

“You had my attention all through…you…you…pisstard.”

“Is that what you call a man who’s going to give you the most earth-shattering orgasm you’ve ever had?”

She bares her teeth at me.

I chuckle. “The little Sparrow has found her claws, huh? You going to finally go toe-to-toe with me?”

“What do you think, you wanker?”

I smirk. “I think you’re going to come when I tell you.”

She slaps me, then stares in shock. “Oh, my god… I… I didn’t mean to do that.”

“Sure, you did, baby.” My cheek throbs, mirroring the ache in my balls. My cock is so hard, the ache seems to extend to my extremities. “And you’re going to pay for it.”