Page 47 of Unstoppable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #2)

He chuckles as he steps into the shower.

"Come on. The water is warm." He holds out his hand to me, and I climb in with him.

He slides the curtain behind me, embracing me.

Only the tip of his cock, and the tip of my tits touch, but the instant electricity that shoots through us makes him drop his arms to embrace me and makes me slide mine to his ass.

He kisses me deeply and fully, then he releases me and hands me the soap.

I spin him around and push him to the wall.

"But Aurelius suits you too. Golden God and all that." I rub the soap all over his back, then lather him up. When it is rich and thick, I start my massage. "I can't decide."

"Ah!" He moans as he puts one arm against the wall and lays his head on it.

I start at the base of his neck and work my way down his back. "Does that feel good? Don't answer. I know it does. I get a massage once a week in Vegas." The density of his muscle mass tells me how strong he is. I dig my thumbs in and fan them outward along the contour line of his muscles.

He moans for me. "Mmhmm."

"I can feel some tension knots that need to be worked out." I move to the arm that is hanging limp. I knead it between my hands, rolling it like dough.

"Ah. Wow! That feels really good."

"It feels good to me too. I absofuckinglutely love touching your body." I move to the other arm, and he shifts for me. I repeat the massage technique down it too.

"Damn."

I slide between him and the wall. I reach behind him and push the tips of my fingers in the small of his back and work them. He arches it and leans on the wall. I slide them down his ass and massage his perfect fucking muscle. "Mmm! That is one fine gluteus, Maximus!"

He chuckles. "Cute."

"Yes. It is." I agree.

He chuckles again.

Ah! That sound! I work his whole back and ass over good, then I move behind him again.

I slide my hand down the crack of his ass and between his legs to cup his balls.

I reach around the front with the other and take hold of his cock.

He moans, and it hardens for me. He doesn't stop me, so I continue.

Impressed with his libido, I can't help but think we may very well be perfect for each other.

I think of Scarlett and Paul. I'm sure they have tried by now to fuck each other's brains out too. They are probably zombies today. I smile at the thought. I could think of worse things to be.

I stroke his cock and his sack at the same time.

Sometimes with the same rhythm. Sometimes with the opposite rhythm.

Sometimes only one. I stroke him with finesse.

He moans for me as I bring him up, then let him hang, over and over.

When he places both hands on the wall, I know he is letting me have my way.

Now for the good stuff. I run my hand to the base of his cock and pinch it off, stifling the blood flow.

His cock hardens, and the veins bulge. I place the heel of my palm on his anus as I strum the skin behind the balls.

First soft and gentle, then with more and more applied pressure.

When I have him pushing against me, I release the pinch on his cock and stroke him very lightly to the tip.

I run my hand around and around the head, along his ridge, until he lifts his head and groans loud.

Then I stroke his cock with firm pressure down and hard pressure up.

Then very fast, light strokes. Then firm pressure down and hard pressure up.

I alternate until he hangs his head to watch.

He is about to blow. I turn him to face me.

Dropping down, I slide his cock between my tits.

I squeeze them tight and pump him. Then I let go, reaching one hand to his ass and one between his legs.

I pull him to me to grind. "Fuck my tits, Aurei.

" His hands squeeze my soapy tits together, and he moves his cock between them for me.

He fucks them as his eyes bore into mine, telling me, 'I'm his Every Thang.

' I wait, watching. Right when he closes his eyes to cum, I insert my finger into his anus and find his prostrate.

His eyes fly open. He makes a low rumbling sound.

Like a bear! I feel him pulsating as his cum shoots my neck and face.

When he is finished, he slumps against the wall, then slides down to sit on the floor next to me.

"Siri. Oh, Siri. My little Sex Pot Goddess. "

I smile at him, very pleased with myself.

"Maximus Aurelius, you have marked me again.

I am def yours." I stand up and kiss the top of his head, then turn the water on.

He opens one eye to watch me. I quickly bathe myself, then take the shower nozzle off the head and help him stand.

I rinse away all the soap from his satisfied body.

Then I grab a towel from the rack on the wall.

"Come here, Baby. Let me dry you too. You can take a nap while I blow dry my hair.

" I put his arms on my shoulders as I take the towel to him.

He smiles at me, and I see a truly peaceful face.

He walks like a zombie to the bed and falls on it, making me giggle as I cover him with the sheet and go back to the bathroom to dry my hair. When I'm finished, I walk to the bed and watch him sleep. His snores are soft and deep. Relaxing sounds. Like a fan, you get used to hearing.

I cover him with a blanket, and he tells me in his sleep. "You are perfect for me."

I whisper. "We are perfect for each other."