Page 94 of Off Limits Mogul

“Hell, no. If you continue rubbing against me like this, I’ll come without you having to do much more. It’s so intense I feel like I’m about to combust.”

“We’re in the same boat.”

I grab her neck and pull her into me, sliding my tongue over her mouth before plunging between her plump lips. I grind against her with more urgency. She responds beautifully, grips my shoulders, and the kiss turns incendiary.

Jesus, she’s a hot little thing.“How far can I take this?”

“I’m all yours.”

Thank the fuck God.“I can push your boundaries?”

“I’m up for anything with you, Rhys. I trust you implicitly.”

Her admission fans the alpha in me.

Raging desire threatens to tear me apart at her willingness to submit to me. Everything about this woman calls to my deepest primal instincts to make her mine.

I lift her in my arms, and she wraps her legs around my waist, my mouth coming down hard on hers. I traverse the house and climb up the stairs in a rush. My feet eat the floor underneath me as I stride down the hallway to my bedroom. When I get inside, I turn on the light with my elbow, drop her to her feet, and slam the door behind me.

I grab Keira by the shoulders and shove her up against the door and kiss her roughly. The mix of her intoxicating scent and the adrenaline coursing through my veins makes me ravenous. Our tongues dance and lips smack as our hands explore each other in a mad rush.

“God, I want you,” she says.

“Not as much as I want you.”

I fumble with her zipper, inching it lower before pulling down the spaghetti straps of her dress.

“Fuck.” I gasp at the hedonistic sight of her sexy thin lace bra and the pink circles of her areolas crowned by her hardened mouthwatering nipples. “I bought that?”

“Newsflash, you bought everything I own…”—she pulls her lower lip between her teeth—“including the crotchless panties I’m wearing.” Her teasing tone is an outright provocation.

With impatient hands, I unhook her bra and slide the straps down her arms. I toss it to the side and give her incredible tits all the attention they deserve. I don’t spare her. I cup, grope, knead and massage, relishing the size of her tits in my hands.

“Oh, God,” Keira says, digging her fingers into my forearms.

I lick and suck on the tight points of her nipples like a goddamn savage. Needing more, I flick and twist them between my fingers, inflicting pain and pleasure.

Keira whines in response. A beautiful sound of agony and bliss.

I capture her lips in mine and kiss the everloving shit out of her, all the while dry humping her against the door.

She circles her hands behind my waist, pulling me closer, demanding more.

I give it to her.

I grind my hard cock against her in a slow, languorous movement.

Goddammit.

Her desperate moans are driving me out of my mind. I’m so fucking turned on, it wouldn’t take much for me to come in my pants.

What a waste of cum.

“Are you wet enough for me?” I don’t give her a chance toanswer. I slide a hand under her dress. “Youarewearing crotchless panties.”

“Told you,” she says on a breath.

“Damn.” I slide a finger inside her and pump in and out while I massage her clit with my palm.