Page 62 of Untouchable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #1)

Stroking him has given my breathing a rhythm of my own, but when he turns his head slowly and begins to nibble the side of my tit, heading for my nipple that screams for his lips, he looks up into my eyes.

Our souls connect on a whole other level when he finds it and sucks it inside to his tongue.

"Ahhhh." I suck my breath in sharp and deep, expanding my chest fully with the thrill of the sensation, holding it there, while he licks and nips, gently pulling the nipple skin off in those slow seductive nibbles. My pussy soaks itself continuously as I strain, offering my tits to him.

The sensation is pure exquisiteness. As he licks long and hard, then fast flicks, then rolls the nipple around and around, I moan so loud the neighbors can surely hear, and I don't give a fuck! My pussy is alive and needs attention.

Unable to take his teasing anymore, I flex my abs and roll up off the wall, separating both his mouth and our hips. I slide my stroking hand fully down his shaft and squeeze him at the base. I place my other hand on his tip and tease him.

He catches his breath and holds it as I flick the tip with my thumb, surprising him. His penis is large, full, and hard as a rock. A small amount of semen escapes, and I smile, knowing what he's feeling.

His body stiffens, and I mirror it with my strength, pushing back against him, enjoying the control I have over him.

He makes a grunt like a gorilla, then thrusts his hips with such force that he pins my body to the wall again.

He grinds his cock carefully against my abs, driven wild by my teasing, but he makes sure he doesn't penetrate my pussy.

We are both panting now. His eyes bore into mine as he says through teeth clamped together. "Careful, Wild Thang."

His tone is deep and dangerous. His eyes are dark and stormy, and his face is fierce. I'm crushed against the wall with such force I can't move.

I stare him down, watching his thunder roll across his face.

When the danger is gone, he closes his eyes as he cups my face and puts our foreheads together again.

I whisper to him. "Breathe, Aurei. Breathe, baby, breathe."

He chuckles, and his body relaxes, releasing the crushing force but still keeping me easily pinned to the wall.

He looks into my eyes to see them twinkling as I take my thumb and rub the top of his cock again.

He rewards me with crinkled eyes as he smiles and moans that sound I'm learning is his and his alone.

But he removes the stroking hand, cinches it, then kisses me deeply.

Together we find our breathing rhythm.

When he releases my mouth, he stands tall and stares into my eyes.

He takes control of me by holding them captive.

Then he smiles wickedly at me as he takes my hands and pulls them over my head.

He stretches me to my tiptoes and easily clasps them with one of his.

He pulls me off the wall, backs away, and examines my body, taking his time, turning me around.

He says, "Hmm," under his breath several times and shakes his head.

Although I've performed naked, or nearly so, thousands of times in Vegas, that was different. That was business. This is not. I start to blush under his scrutiny.

He finishes and comes to stand directly in front of me.

His eyes search mine, and I recognize the look looking back at me.

I've seen it a thousand times too. Pure, undeniable lust. But what I have never seen is the thunderous intensity that delivers it.

His grip tightens, and he easily forces my body to him.

He opens his mouth, and I wonder what he will say, but he takes me by surprise.

His mouth covers mine, and then he claims it.

Forcing his tongue past my teeth with a driving thrust that is hard and deep.

Once, twice, three times, he fucks my mouth. Owning it and owning me.

When he pulls out, he stares again into my eyes, then says in a voice, deep and thick with passion, dark and dangerous with a frightening edge. "It's not fucking possible."

His tone makes me blink, and his words bring a frown to my face. What's not fucking possible?

He cups my breast with his free hand, massaging it and teasing the nipple till it is taut, long, and hard in his fingers.

The sensations flood my entire body with raw desire; my pussy throbs with his rhythm; my tits scream for his mouth to suck them again.

When he lifts my breast, I watch his tongue slip past his wet lips as he slowly lowers his mouth to tease the tip. My legs start to quiver.

He stops on the edge of the tip and whispers the exact words, letting his lips graze the rough, sensitive edges. "It's not possible, Siri."

The tickling sensation, along with his light, hot breath, drives me out of my mind with desire.

"You are more beautiful than my dreams of you." He bites down on my tit and mashes it with his tongue against his teeth.

I gasp. The sharp thrill that shoots through me drives straight to my clit with a glorious shock! My hips hunch involuntarily and crash into his erection.

He smiles as he roughly pulls me back to him. When I crash against him, he thrusts his tongue roughly into my open, hungry mouth, fucking it again, completely owning me. Then he whispers between soft kisses on my face as he teases my nipple with his fingers, words that drive my soul wild.

"And I have dreamed of you every hour of every day since I first laid eyes on you."

I moan as I melt completely, then I whisper. "I have dreamed of you every hour of every day of … my life."

When his tongue comes back inside me, I suck him hard and arch away, forcing him to bend over me and his cock to crash against my hips. He has to let my hands go to keep us from falling off balance, and I drop them onto his golden head of halo hair and twist my fingers in it.

My mouth massages him with the rhythm of my hips as they dance against him.

His hands slide to cup my ass as I grind against his cock.

Over and over again, I suck and stroke him, making him moan as loud as I did.

When he's sufficiently teased, I release his tongue, and he drives me against the wall again, pinning me.

We are both panting when he looks at me, and he smiles a truly sexy smile. I answer with one of my own, cup his handsome face between my hands, and trace a fingertip over his lush lips.

His hands grab both of my breasts as he buries his face in my neck and breathes in and out until I match him, and we are both calm again.

Then he looks me in the eye, winks, and slowly eases down. I suck air in deep, holding it, knowing where he is headed.

One hand slides slowly down my tummy, making my abs tighten against the sensation.

The other hand slides around my waist and grabs my butt cheek firmly, then caresses it gently.

I gulp air and begin to shake inside as he slides his thumb down over my navel and continues south to my pussy as he sits on his heels.

When he gets to my Blue Lovers Heart, he traces the outline, looks up at me, and tells me. "This is crucial! I like this a lot!" Then he traces it with his tongue.

My hands push against the wall as I push my pussy to him to taste.

He chuckles. "Not yet." Then he stands back up and rests his lips lightly on mine. His tone is casual. "Why the blue heart?"

I stare into the green depths of his eyes and swallow, then softly say. "It's a very long story."

"I can't wait to hear it." He drops back down in front of me and places his thumbs, one on each side, at the top of the heart, then he starts to retrace it. "I like this. It matches your blue dress."

"Mmmhmm." I bite my lip, trying to be casual too, but my clit is tingling with anticipation.

When his thumbs reach the bottom point of the heart, he slides them between my lower lips and gently pushes them open. My world becomes that one spot of pure desire when his tongue runs in and around, then over my clit.

My fingers curl in his hair, and I flex everything as I moan uncontrollably over and over again.

He licks and sucks my clit, driving me over the edge of the earth. When I see heaven's gate looming, I beg him. "Oh, Aurei. Oh please! Take me!"

He stands up, scoops me into his arms, and buries his face in my hair as he carries me to my bed.

He inhales deeply. "You smell so good to me, Siri, and you taste even better, baby."

"Oh, Aurei. I want you so bad."

He lays me down, and as he straightens, I reach out to his erection. He is big, swollen, and his head is red and tight. At first, he hesitates but I stroke with a gentle, knowing touch. He watches, then stands tall, letting me.

Looking up at his massive physique, towering over me with his eyes locked on mine, and wearing that thunderous, hungry expression that guarantees we are about to go to heaven together, he leaves no doubt in my mind that I'm ready to take this journey with this man.

This real man looks every bit like a Golden God standing there. Sweet Zeus, he could be the Son of Thor, God of Thunder. He is perfection . I smile at that mythology thought.

My grip tightens on his golden rod as I reposition my body, swinging my legs to the middle of the bed. I gather spit on my tongue and relax as I ease him inside.

He takes a sharp intake of breath, holds it, then groans deep and primal as I slowly slide his entire cock inside. I force my tongue out and push him deep down my throat, swallowing all of him. When my lips curl around his base, he moans my name, drawing it out. "S..i..r..i..!"

That's the sexiest sound I have ever heard!

Then I begin to tease him like he teased me, licking, sucking, pushing deep down on him, then releasing him completely, stroking him with my mouth and my tongue. When he is near the edge of the earth, he grabs my hair. "Wild Thang."