Page 256 of The Morally Grey Billionaires Boxset

Declan

I replace my fingers with the crown of my shaft, and her breath hitches. Nervousness pours off of her, and a trembling sensation shudders up her spine.

"Shh, baby." I push her hair over her shoulder, baring her neck, then curl my fingers about her nape. Instantly, she settles. She peers at me from the corner of her eye, and I can see my desire reflected in them.

"Take a deep breath," I order.

She does. And as she releases it, I slip through the ring of muscle that was resisting my entry.

She gasps. Her lips part. Color sweeps up her shoulders, her face. I hold onto her wrists, locked behind her back, giving her time to adjust.

Then, because I can’t help myself, I bend and kiss her temple, then whisper my nose around the shell of her ear.

The tension drains out of her. I rub my cheek against hers, and a moan spills from her lips.

I release my hold on her neck only to skate my fingers down her spine, down the valley between her cheeks until I reach her pussy.

I strum her clit, and she shudders. I slide my fingers down her pussy lips, and she parts her legs wider.

I slip another centimeter inside her, and she groans.

"I’m too full; it’s too much."

"Not enough. Take all of me, baby."

"I can’t," she whines."

"You can. You will." I slip my fingers inside her cunt, and she moans. I curve my fingers, striking that part deep inside her that makes her clamp down on my cock. My blood pressure shoots up, sweat beads my temples, and I dig my heels into the ground. I need to go slow. Wait until she’s fully adjusted to my size.

I begin to rub her clit in earnest, and her back bows off the table.

Moisture drips down her inner thighs. Her inner muscles relax.

I tilt my hips and slide all the way in, and she stills. "You’re doing so well, Rabbit."

I slide my fingers in and out of her pussy, and a whimper leaves her lips.

A trembling starts up her legs, up her thighs. The pulse beating at her temple goes into overdrive. She squeezes down on my fingers and on my cock, and I know she’s close.

"Don’t you dare come, Rabbit."

She whines. "But I’m so c-c-close."

"You won’t come until I give you permission."

She scowls, but her trembling recedes. Her body knows how to obey me, and the fact that she’s still able to hold her own against my will is so fucking hot. I slide another finger inside her pussy, and she whimpers.

"How does it feel?"

"I’m so very crammed. You’re surrounding me, you’re overwhelming me." A tear drop squeezes out the side of her eyes and I lick it up.

"You’re so tight. So hot. You feel incredible." You feel like home. I pull out until I’m poised at the rim of her entrance. Then, holding her gaze, I piston my hips forward and bury myself all the way to the hilt.

She throws her head back and her eyelids flutter down, and I begin to fuck her in earnest. The next time I impale her, her body lurches forward.

The entire table moves. A plate falls to the ground and shatters.

But I don’t stop. I fuck her pussy with my fingers and her arse with my shaft.

Her thighs tremble, her hips jut out. She curves her back and writhes under me.

Which only allows me to sink even deeper.

A trembling screeches through me. "Fucking hell.

" I pick up my pace, slam into her over and over again. Her body shudders under me, and this time, I know we’re both climbing that hill. Together.

"Open your eyes, baby."

She opens her heavy eyelids, then turns and fixes her gaze on me over her shoulder. I pinch her clit, then thrust into her with such force, the vibrations zip up my spine straight to my heart.

"Come with me, right fucking now."

She opens her mouth in a wordless scream, and her body bucks.

Moisture gushes out of her, bathing my fingers as she slumps onto the table.

I grit my teeth, watching as she flutters around my cock and quivers in the aftermath.

Sweat pours down my back, and I continue to fuck her through the convulsions.

Color flushes her face, her hair streams out across the table, and I pick up speed.

In-out-in. I sink into her, hitting a spot deep inside her that sends goosebumps cascading over her skin.

Then I cram myself inside her one last time and dig my teeth into the curve of her shoulder as I empty myself inside her.

I stay poised over her, my shaft still buried inside her, not wanting to move, licking the marks I placed on her neck.

Her eyes are shut; her breathing evens out.

I watch her face, taking in her relaxed features, the smoothness of her forehead.

I press my lips to the top of her hair then pull out of her.

She murmurs but doesn’t stir when I scoop her up in my arms and carry her up to my bedroom.

"Where are you taking me?" she slurs.

"Gonna clean you up, baby.”

I run the water in the bathtub, and when it’s full, I ease into it, settling her between my legs.

"That feels so good." She nestles into me, and I proceed to wash every inch of her, before attending to myself. When I’m done, I step out of the tub and walk over to where the towels are kept. I ease her to the floor, and she yawns. "I love feeling your hands on my body."

I pause, then dry her, before scooping her up in my arms. "Are you sore?"

"A little, but it’s fading already." She yawns again.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t use a condom. I’m never careless but when I’m around you, I’m unable to hold onto my control."

"’S'alright, ’twas the wrong hole."