Page 255 of The Morally Grey Billionaires Boxset

Declan

Her gaze widens. "You said that on purpose." She stabs her finger in my direction.

I raise a shoulder. "Maybe I said it because I like to see that innocent girl I met come to the surface. Maybe I said it because I like seeing that mix of fear and lust in your eyes? Or maybe it’s because I like seeing you getting aroused by the thought of my cock in your virgin hole, but fighting it and trying not to show it and failing. "

Her breath hitches. The tell-tale pulse at the base of her neck begins to beat faster. I toss back the rest of the Prosecco, then push back from my chair. I walk around to stand in front of her then jerk my chin. "On your feet, little Rabbit."

She tips up her chin, then slowly rises.

"Good girl."

She flushes. Fucking hell, this praise kink of hers is going to destroy me.

It’s going to bring me to my knees and have me pushing my nose into the delta between her legs in seconds.

I’m greedy for her scent, her taste, the feel of my dick being strangled by her tight little hole.

The need to take her, own her, possess her overwhelms me.

She wears my ring, she’s mine to do with as I want.

Mine to possess. Mine to take. Mine to fuck until I’m seared in every cell in her body.

I reach over to push aside her plate. "Turn around; grab the edge of the table. "

"Wh-what…?" She stutters.

"Don’t make me ask twice, Rabbit."

She holds my gaze for a second, then slowly lowers it, before turning and gripping the table.

I step back to admire the flow of the dress over her arse.

Through the almost transparent fabric the valley between her arse cheeks is visible.

The blood drains to my groin. I’d hoped to wait a little longer.

I’d wanted to, at least, feed her dessert before I took her, but the sight of her bent over and waiting for me with such supplication has the blood gushing through my veins.

My heart somersaults in my rib cage. My thigh muscles flex.

I need to have her. Right fucking now. I close the distance between us and flip up her dress.

The creamy globes of her arse thrust out proudly, and nestled between them, the emerald-encrusted rabbit sparkles.

My breath catches in my chest. My throat goes dry.

"You didn’t wear the panties I placed out for you?”

She looks at me over her shoulder. "Do you like it?"

"I’m going to have to punish you for your brattiness, baby."

She swallows, then her lips curve, "Maybe I’m counting on it, hmm?

“Maybe I can’t help but enjoy the mix of lust and out-of-control expression you’re wearing right now. Maybe—" She gasps, for I’ve reached forward and pulled out the plug in one smooth move. Instantly, she whines in protest. The sound goes straight to my cock.

I reach over, grab the olive oil and drizzle the cold liquid down the valley between her butt cheeks.

“Oh, god, oh, god. I really was stupid for taunting you, wasn’t I? I’m not ready for this, I’m not.” She wriggles her butt.

"Want me to stop?"

She opens her mouth, presumably, to say yes. I smirk, and her eyes glint with anger.

“Do you, baby?”

She hesitates, then slowly shakes her head. And fuck, if every cell in my body doesn’t seem to spring to attention at that.

“Say it,” I order.

She swallows then juts out her chin. "I don’t want you to stop."

Satisfaction fills my chest. My heart thunders in my ribcage. "You sure?"

She nods again.

"I’m going to try my best to ease this, but it’s going to hurt."

She swallows. "I trust you."

I blink. A melting sensation fills my chest. Heat flushes my skin, and a thousand little fires light up my blood stream. "You shouldn’t. Not me, not anyone else in this town. The only person you should trust is yourself."

She chuckles. "A little late to teach me that lesson, when I’m laid out with my culo bared to you." Then she gasps, for I slip in a finger into her rear end.

"Oh, god," she groans.

I stay still, allowing her to adjust to the intrusion. "How does it feel?"

"Good." She inhales sharply when I begin to move my finger in and out of her; in and out.

Right about now, the discomfort should begin to fade, and little sparks of sensation should take its place, and—

"Oh… oh, wow.” She sighs in pleasure.

"Not what you expected, eh?"

"It’s… It’s…"

She huffs, for I’ve slipped in a second finger. She stretches around me, the muscles quivering under her skin.

"Deep breaths, Rabbit. In and out. With me."

She follows my lead, takes in a breath, exhales.

And another. And another. Her back curves, she arches up on her toes and pushes out her butt, chasing the feel of my fingers.

Her body jolts, then she tugs on her wrists, but I tighten my hold.

I move closer, and the fabric of my pants chafe against her legs.

Goosebumps pop on her skin. “More.” She moans. “Please, more.”

I slide in another finger, stretching her further.

"Oh, god,” she gasps.

"I’m here, baby." I lean over and press my cheek to hers. "I’m four fingers inside you. Up to my knuckles, and fuck, if it isn’t the most salacious sight. Ever. You’re a gorgeous, beautiful, willing slut, aren’t you, Rabbit?"

She whines, then clenches down on my fingers. My heartbeat accelerates even further. Bam-bam-bam. It echoes the pulse beating in her core. I twist my fingers, and her eyes roll back in her head.

“It’s too much. I’m too full,” she whispers. A trembling oscillates up her legs, and that’s when I pull out my fingers.

"Wha—" She flutters her eyelids open, and I hold her gaze.

"I’m going to fuck you now."