Page 64 of Unforgettable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #3)

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Siri

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"Yes, Sir," Alfred answers Aurei's instruction.

I turn away from the dresses, curious what he said, and discover that my Golden God, who is butt naked, blindfolded, and handcuffed, is kicked back and dope, snapping his fingers to the beat of a Chris Lane song.

His shoulders grooving. His toes tapping.

He sings "All The Time" as I get distracted by his play on the lyrics.

When the song ends, he immediately begins with "Umm, umm, yeah, yeah," and then hums through the first words of the next song.

I slowly make my way back to him, listening as he sings so sweetly about all the things he would do if I would let him love me.

Awe! I stand silently watching, captivated by his body language and the passion he is giving the song, even though he is restrained from being able to give it real expression.

"Let me love you," he croons.

Fuck me! I almost regret not experiencing his determined seduction. He would have swept me off my feet.

Falling madly, deeply, hopelessly in love with my husband all over again. That song ends, and I wonder what will be next.

He sits up straight in the chair and turns his ear to listen for me. I'm a quiet kitten enjoying this. I cross my arms and watch.

"Hey, girl!" His voice fills the room with a pure tone and pure passion.

I get goosebumps listening. I see him that first time in the lobby, standing there smiling at me, being so fine he took my breath away.

Feeling his magnetism when he reached to get my phone.

So close, yet not touching me. Letting me feel his magic, smelling his sexy beast scent.

Umm! It was nearly impossible not to swoon over him.

When he sings the last words, "I'm your 'Fix,' and I will never, ever, let you go! Oui ... yeah, yeah, yeah," I'm standing behind him to play with his senses.

I drag my hair over his shoulder and around his neck. Blowing my breath and panting on his skin then I whisper in his ear. "You have my attention. What was next?"

He leans his head back and grins. "One more song to bring you home."

His words melt my heart. Home.

"Close your eyes and don't move." I release the handcuffs, then walk around to stand directly in front of him. "Now lift the blindfold and serenade me, you sexy man."

When he lifts the blindfold, he smiles big and beautiful, then says to Alfred, "Play 'For Her.'"

I let one end of the boa I'm wearing float to the floor, dancing with it on my journey home.

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Aurei

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She is just the way I want her. Just the way I need her, beautiful in her bare skin.

Naked is perfect.

As the single piano note taps four times, I rise and serenade her, making sure she understands how hard I fell for her then while she teases me, dancing a boa over her body.

I sing to her how I love her smile, her laugh, how unique she is, how carefree she makes me feel, how she changed all my plans, how I dropped money for her without a second thought, how I cried for her when she vanished and how I would die for her without hesitation.

I take her hand in mine, bring it to my lips to kiss as I pull her hips firmly against my hard neediness and step.

She follows my lead as we dance around the room—the boa falling forgotten to the floor.

I sing about the way she grooves, soft and slow, rolling and flowing.

From the top of her head to the tip of her toes, how I think she is beautiful.

How she made me come alive, how I dropped everything to have her.

How she deserves all the good things life has to offer, and I intend to give them to her.

How she makes me a better man, and I would do whatever she asks of me.

Breathing on her neck, I inhale my sinuous Siri's scent. She feels feverish against my skin, and I know that means she will need a lot of specialized attention. "Now that I have your attention, Seary, The Scorching Stripper, I have planned a very special date tonight."

"Really? This is a date?" Her sideways grins teases me. "Pray tell, please. What are your intentions on this date?" Her sexy southern drawl serenades me now.

"I'm going to satisfy you more completely than you've ever known.

" I seize a handful of her hair and gently force her submittal as I lean down and nibble her jawline, then trace her jugular vein.

When I reach her shoulder, I let my lips brush her skin as I mouth.

"Tell me, Baby Girl." Then I trace my finger from my lips over her shoulder, letting my breath play on her skin while my finger lightly tickles the tiny hairs, enjoying the goosebumps that rise to meet it.

"I need to know before I begin if you have preferences or any special requests?

" I place soft kisses down her chest, heading to her breasts between the questions.

"Tell me how you want to be fucked? Do you prefer top or bottom position?

From the front or from behind? Fast or slow?

" I stop short of kissing her tits. Her breath is getting shallow.

When I stand up, I tower over her, dominating her, and when I tip her lips to mine and whisper in her open, wanton mouth, her eyes close.

"Look at me, Beautiful." She stares into my eyes, and lust shines strong.

I jerk her to me rough. Her head snaps, and her eyes are inches from my chest. "Shall I make you scream?

Or shall I make you speechless?" I grab her ass and slam her hips against me.

I'm so hard now. I know it feels like a baseball bat stuck between us.

The hard tips of her tits press against my skin, crying out to me to suckle.

As I lower my lips to them, she curls her fingers, digging her nails into my flesh.

The sharp pain makes me stop, then she nips me, and I flinch.

My fingers slip in her crack, seize her ass, and squeeze her cheeks, knowing she is challenging my fucking thunder and being ready to give it to her, but then I remember what I'm going to give her.

I soften my grip and plunge my nose into the nape of her neck.

I inhale a chestful of air, then slowly control the exhale.

I curl my fingers into her crack, hiking her cheeks up, lifting her off her toes, and pulling her open, exposing her pussy, knowing she's wet and the air is cold.

Staring down at her, she turns her face away, avoiding my eye contact and stares, hiding her thoughts from me.

"Tell me, Baby Girl. Tell me, how do you want it?" I whisper softly in her ear, holding her hips tight, keeping her pussy pressed against my cock. "I'm not letting you go."

She smirks at me, then bats those big beautiful eyes as she cups her tits and begins absentmindedly teasing her own nipples. I feel the blood surging into my cock and pushing pre-cum out the top.

Damn. She's such a naughty tease.

"Repeat my choices, please?" She drags her teeth off her bottom lip, nice and slow. I watch it spring back into place, swollen and dark red.

Umm. Her pussy is the same perfect color. My cock thumps against her hips, and we both feel it.

"All of the above." I grin at her, and she twinkles at me. I give her a confident head nod. "Go ahead and tell me. Thank you for the fucking you are about to receive."

She cocks her eyebrow again, and I see that mischievous look in her eyes. "What's your name again? Moore?"

I smirk. "Affirmative."

"I hope you're a man of stamina, Mr. Moore.

" I chuckle with that and lift her. She wraps her legs around my waist and continues to study me, tilting her head.

She takes her finger and pulls my bottom lip down.

"Because I will have all of the above. I will be on top and be on bottom.

I will have it from the front and from behind.

I want it both fast and slow. I will scream your name, 'more, more, more,' until I am speechless. "

"Damn! You're a demanding Diva." I tease her.

"And I will tell you Thank You only after you have delivered a fucking of such epic proportion that culminates in an orgasm of mind-blowing bliss which causes one of us, preferably both, to pass the fuck out."

I throw my head back and laugh out loud. "You are fucking perfect."

I stride back to the bed with her wet pussy rubbing my abs, having to hold her high to avoid contact with my cock. Her mouth, latched onto my neck as she sucks, is driving me mad. The small puffs of breath from her nostrils tease my skin, making my flagpole lead the way.

I crawl with her onto it, one hand moving us to the middle, the other wrapped in her hair and bracing her body.

The only thought I have is how much I love her and how much I love fucking her.

I drop her, then fall down to kiss her. Spreading out lengthwise on top, pinning her down and holding her captive.

Before my hungry mouth devours hers, I tell her this truth.

"I'm tired of waiting and wanting you." My tongue thrusts past her teeth and down her throat.

She sucks me deep with the same hungry love, and I remember the first time she did that in the elevator.

I almost fucked her right there against the wall.

Not sinking my spear into her softness was one of the hardest things I've ever had to control.

I knew I was near the breaking point seeing her in that Diva dress and knowing what lay beneath it.

Mmmm. That Diva dress!

I hear myself hum, and I pull away to stroke her face with my thumbs and stare into her eyes. Tonight is our honeymoon, and I'm going to love her like I've never loved her before.