Page 69 of The Reluctant Billionaire

‘No,’ he protests, a little too forcefully. ‘Of course not—not with you. I just have to be careful.’

‘Aide,’ I tell him, leaning in to stroke his cheek and still sniggering. ‘Darling, darling man. I don’t want to trap you. I have zero interest in any Baby Aides. I have plenty of money of my own. I just want tofuckyou. But if you want to use a condom, you knock yourself out. I’ll wait here.’

I collapse back on the mattress and make a show of interlocking my hands behind my head. I gaze at the billowing ceiling and wiggle my toes, shimmying my hips and knowing full well that Aide’s gaze is raking over my naked, sated body.

Next thing I know, he’s rolling his massive bulk back on top of me and tugging my hands out from beneath my head, pinning my wrists above me.

‘Quite the comedian, aren’t you?’ he grunts.

I shrug as best I can given my pinned wrists and the enormous bear of a man weighing me down. ‘I amuse myself, yes.’

‘Open your legs.’

Biting down on my lower lip, I stare up at him. At the naked hunger and pissed-off-ness in his eyes.

I should poke the bear more often.

I let my legs fall open.

‘I’m going to fuck you bare. What do you think of that?’

‘Yes,’ I moan. ‘Please.’

‘Fucking hell,’ he grumbles. ‘Keep your hands there.’ He releases my wrists and raises off me a little so he can line the smooth, angry crown of his dick right up against my entrance.

I’m so ready for him. Already savouring how it’ll feel. Then he’s pushing inside me in sharp thrusts, like he can’t be sheathed in me quickly enough.

‘Ok?’ he asks, and I nod.

I can’t take my eyes off him as he slides home inside me. Maybe it’s the incredible orgasm I just had, but each time he enters me, it feels a little easier to accommodate him.

This position is so intimate. So intense. So confronting as to be almost overwhelming. I’m surrounded by Aide. Weighed down by him.Consumedby him.

He begins to move with the fevered drives of a man not far from the brink. I slide my arms over those domed shoulders I adore and squeeze his biceps, showing him I can take it. Showing him how much I need him to fill me up. He ranges that incredible body above me, ploughing into me over and over, those blue eyes boring into mine.

The electricity between us is undeniable. It crackles and fizzes where we’re conjoined. It takes my breath away, actually. The power this man has over me, when we’re together like this. All our differences stripped away.

Thisis what I needed when I said I wanted it real.

‘You’re so,sobeautiful,’ he tells me, his face etched with his efforts at self control. I smile a cat-like smile at him. ‘But I need to fuck you from behind so badly,’ he huffs out, and I laugh.

‘God. Do it.’

He pulls out and flips me over easily with an arm around my waist, tugging me up to my hands and knees. ‘On your elbows or I’ll fuck you right off the bed,’ he warns.

I’m not sure if that’s a promise or a threat, but I sink to my elbows, and he’s pushing back inside me almost immediately, his hands stroking over my hips, my arse, squeezing my waist as he sinks so deep inside me that I almost lose my mind.

Fuckthat’s intense. I blow out the kind of exhale I’ve seen labouring mothers use onOne Born Every Minute.

‘You okay?’ he manages on a groan.

‘Mmm-hmm,’ I squeak, because my lung capacity has just halved. ‘Just fuck me hard.’

And he does.

With the punishing pace of his thrusts, and at this angle, the sensation of Aide filling me up has me losing my mind. I claw at the towelling fitted sheet and dig my elbows in in an attempt to stop myself from shooting off the bed like he warned me, but really, all I can do is hold on for dear life and ride out the pressure that’s contracting and building deep inside me.

Aide runs his hand up my sides and back down as his hips roll and his dick does magical things to my internal tissue. One hand stays wrapped around the back of my neck, holding me in place, while the fingers of his other hand dig into my waist.