Page 28 of Unforgettable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #3)

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Aurei

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Outside by the Roadster, she asks, "May I drive?"

"Sure." I open the driver's door, help her in, and adjust the seat, then start to explain the controls. "RPM's stands for ...."

She puts her hand up and gives me an 'I got this' look. "May I drive it or not?"

"Affirmative, but…."

She cocks an eyebrow, nods at the passenger seat, and says, "Then, get in."

"Yep." I laugh as I trot around the front.

She looks at me when I'm seated in the passenger seat and says, "Are you strapped in?"

"We aren't taking it out of the compound, Siri, only down to the cabin."

"Buckle up." She insists, so I comply.

She cuts her eyes at me as she maneuvers the car out of the parking lot and down the drive.

As she handles the car, I slide my hand inside her t-shirt and under her bra, pinching a nipple gently, rolling it around my fingers, knowing she can't do anything but focus on driving.

"Your tits have been teasing me all day. "

She bites her bottom lip as she concentrates on the road.

"Are you needy right now?" She asks, letting go of the steering wheel to reach over and search for the bulge in my pants.

I release her tit long enough to guide her hand to it, and she rubs it down the length, making my eyes hood and a moan hang in my throat. "We need to take care of that."

"Mmhmm, we do." I agree as her hand returns to the steering wheel, and mine slides back under her bra to massage and tease her tits again.

"Stop it so I can drive." She fusses as she squirms.

Her helplessness turns me on, and I know how she will spend the rest of the day—bounded to the bed.

"Aurei! Quit! I don't want to crash." She takes her foot off the gas, and the Roadster slows down. I laugh and do as requested.

We're almost to the cabin when I tell her, "Tonight, I want you to wear a red dress with a pushup bra and matching pump stilettos. I want your hair up too, with little stray strands hanging down." I twirl a stray strand around my finger.

"Why?" She turns down the drive, and the garage door opens automatically.

"I want everyone's head to turn when you walk in." I lower my voice.

"Well, red will definitely accomplish that." She asks, pulling into the garage, "Do I have a red dress?"

"Yes, you do, and I also want you to wear makeup."

She turns the car off and gives me a curious frown. "Why? I thought you prefer me without it."

"Not a lot, but enough to accent your features.

" I smile at her beauty and explain, "You are stunning, Siri.

I want everyone to see your undeniable beauty instantly.

I want them to understand without question that you belong by my side, but more importantly, I want them to see beyond any doubt that I have chosen you. "

Unquestioning submission stares at me as she whispers, "I do belong by your side," and her lips tremble.

"Yes. You do." I lower my voice, touched by the depth of her response. "Every time my eyes touch you, I want you."

I lay my finger on her bottom lip to control and calm the trembling, then I gently pull it down, opening it. I stare at it for a moment, seeing my dick entering her mouth. "Mmm," slips out.

She whispers, "Want me to suck you off, now?"

"No," I lean away, then hit the button to unhinge the car doors. "I want," I walk around the car to her, lean in, and take her offered hand, pulling her to her feet, "…to play with you."

Then I bend over and hoist her onto my shoulder.

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Siri

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I start wiggling immediately, trying to slide down so I can reach around to his zipper.

"Be still, or you're going to land on your head.

" He tells me as he lengthens his stride, crushing my legs against his torso.

As soon as we pass through the bear door, his hands grip my ankles and I pull my face to his ass, but he steps up to the bed, dips his shoulder and tosses me onto it.

Immediately, we strip.

"On your back," he tells me as he crawls to me. I flip over and watch his gorgeousness pass by. Then he spreads my legs, and lowers his body. His cock enters my mouth at the same time his mouth covers my pussy.

"Mmm." We both say at the same time. Licking and sucking, we relish both the giving and the receiving.

Then he withdraws his cock, and hovers over me.

He slips an arm under my waist and moves my body up.

His mouth covers mine, and I taste myself as his tongue thrusts inside.

Then he pushes up onto all fours again and extends his body.

My mouth opens as his cock approaches, and just when it slides in, his mouth seals my vulva, and I convulse with double the pleasure.

He fucks my face while he sucks my pussy. Then he withdraws his cock from my mouth as his lips leave my pussy, and I watch his beautiful body sliding inches from my face. I wait for his kiss to come.

He repeats the pattern. The mixing together in this manner is mind-blowing intimacy like no other!

When I cum on him, he shoots his wad too, then leans back, and I realize he is coming to deliver the last taste of my love to mix with the last taste of his. He covers my mouth, his tongue thrusts inside, then he lifts his face to look at me, and asks, "You swallowed?"

"Sorry." I scrunch my nose. "It was just reflex."

He chuckles and pecks my mouth, curls up around my head to rest.

While we rest, I ask him when he learned to play the guitar, and he asks if I play any instruments. We laugh about the truth when I admit, "No. I couldn't sit still long enough."

The whole time we talk, he plays with my hair.

"Siri, you have serious star power."

I laugh. "Aurei, you're star-struck." I roll up and kiss his lips. His hand slides firmly into my hair, and he controls my head while he kisses me thoroughly. We are both breathless when he lets me go.

I pull myself even closer and bury my nose on his pec by his armpit. "You smell like Heaven to me."

He strokes my hair. "You are touching Heaven now. Can you feel it?"

I lay my cheek on his chest, and he strokes my face. I smile lazily at him. "Yes. You are Heaven."

"No. You are Heaven." He touches his finger on the end of my nose. I try to bite it, playing with him and my teeth click when they touch. "Are you hungry? Do I need to feed you again?" He laughs at me but keeps his fingers away.

We beam into each other's eyes, sharing one of those true moments that connect on a whole other level.

I tell him softly. "I do hunger for you."

He smiles his beautiful smile and teases me just as softly. "Are you asking to eat me again?"

"I guess I am." I return his smile. "Round 2?"

"Sure. You do me. Then I'll do you.

I grin and push his shoulder. He rolls over and lays on his back, and I crawl down between his legs.

He spreads them so I can get intimate with him, and I give him a blow job without all the bells and whistles—just a straight, old-fashioned, up and down.

I look up as he progresses and see his eyes sometimes closed, sometimes staring at the mosaic, and sometimes watching me.

When he is close to blowing, he sits up and plays with my hair, keeping it from getting wet and entangled.

"I love your hair. Siri." He tells me. "It's so soft. "

"Mmhmm." I hum on him, and he lays his head back.

"Ah!" Then he tilts it forward again and strains. "Like that, Baby."

I hum again and hold the tone as long as I can. He lays his head back, and his hand in my hair starts to ball up. I look up to see him leaning on one arm, muscles flexed. The deep ridges his mounds of muscles make as he is straining to cum are an awesome sight, and I get turned on from the view!

He is a fucking Golden God! His hand clamps down in my hair, pulling it and holding it down on him, deep when he cums. I try to swallow it but gag instead.

His semen falls, coating my mouth, and makes the sliding more slippery.

"Ah! Fuck!" He strains and says with that orgasmic intense look.

When I finish pumping him dry, he lets my hair go and falls back on the bed.

The view of him now relaxed and satisfied makes me feel more powerful than any show performance I have ever done.

I would give it all up for him….

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The reality of that awareness stuns me.

What he does to me! The effect he has on me. He's changing everything!

"We made a mess." I hear him chuckle.

I laugh at him. "Want your kitten to lick it off, Sir?"

"No, I want to lick my kitten. Come here. It's your turn." His hands reach for me. "Come sit on my face."

"Grrrrrr," I purr like a kitten. "Me-ow!"

He chuckles. "I want you to fuck my face."

I crawl up and spin around, straddling him.

His hands touch my waist and guide me as I back into position.

Then he cups my ass firmly in his big hands, and they ease me down onto his face.

As soon as his lips touch mine, he takes his hands off, and I proceed to fuck it as requested.

Sliding up and down, dragging my clit over his tongue, then spreading my legs wider and going down on his tongue as he inserts it and wiggles on my g-spot.

Then coming back out and hovering, letting him tease me with it by flicking it, then licking it.

I grip the bed covers and hang my head. The whole world centers on my pussy as she grows into a monster that will dominate everything around her.

I twerk, too, and that sends me over the edge. I cum on him.

"OOoOOooo." I moan with the sweet, easy release.