Page 146 of Filthy Hot Billionaire
Emily pushed up on her toes, her hand sliding behind my neck. She pulled me down, her eyes closing as our mouths met. I gave myself over to the kiss, enjoying the light press of her lips to mine, her curious little tongue sliding over my lower lip. I let her explore, stoking the embers.
I could get used to this, get used to having her all to myself for a little while. Of course, I also liked the idea of Knox joining. Or maybe just watching. However, right now, the only thing that mattered to me was bringing this sweet woman to orgasm during our pursuit to get clean.
I pressed my hands to the back of Emily’s thighs, drawing her closer to me. I lifted her quickly, settled her on the vanity, and let the kiss tantalize while I stripped us both. Emily’s soft hums of approval had my hands wandering, making the task take longer, but it was worth it. Once we were stripped, I carried her into the walk-in shower, set her on her feet before guiding her beneath the spray.
She shivered.
“Cold?”
“I’m used to my showers hotter than this.”
I instructed the water temperature to be raised.
“Better?”
Emily smiled as she backed beneath the rain shower head, the water cascading down her beautiful body, turning her silky dark hair even darker. I took the opportunity to look my fill, admiring every inch of her. She was small in stature but curvy in all the right places: her breasts, her hips, her delectable ass. My hands itched to cup her breasts, my mouth watered to suck her nipples. I wanted to feel the slight weight of them while I nibbled and sucked the pretty pink tips, which seemed to be hardening under my scrutiny.
When Emily held her arms out to me, I couldn’t resist the invitation, joining her beneath the water. I found her mouth with my own, giving in to my urge to tease her breasts. The hot water rained over us while I lost myself to her kiss. She moaned eagerly, but then the little minx wrapped her fingers around my shaft, and I was forced to inhale deeply. The sensation was incredible. Her touch was an eroticism in itself, the way she lightly teased, exploring at her own pace. There was something in her hesitant curiosity that did me in, made it feel like it was my first goddamn time.
Her seemingly innocent stroking made it impossible to think, my body hardening with the devastating need that consumed me.
“I want inside you,” I told her, my voice little more than a gravel-laced rasp.
Emily whimpered, her mouth pressing to mine again, her arms ringing my neck. I lifted her easily, pressed her against the tiled wall.
“Now, Kieran,” she pleaded.
I didn’t hesitate, guiding my cock to her slick entrance. Holding myself firmly, I eased her down on my cock, sucking in ragged breaths as her body sheathed me. It felt so bloody good to be inside her, to feel the smooth walls of her pussy caressing me.
Emily pulled her mouth from mine, tilted her head back, and planted her hands on my shoulders. I lifted and lowered her on my cock, rocking into her on the downstroke. I wasn’t in a rush, wanting to relish the friction as the walls of her cunt gripped me like a velvet vice.
“Feels so good,” Emily mumbled. “Need more.”
I gave her more, thrusting my hips when she was seated on my cock. I lifted her, lowering her again. Over and over, my body filled hers until the heat from our joining rivaled the temperature of the water.
When her pleas became more demanding, I gave her what she needed, driving in harder, faster, deeper. I held her still, using my hips to bring us both closer to the point of no return. Emily’s arms banded around my neck once more, holding tightly, increasing the friction. The faster I went, the louder we became until Emily’s cries echoed in the room. It was enough to send me rocketing to the edge. I gritted my teeth, refusing to come until she did.
And when Emily screamed my name, I came in a rush, my cock pulsing while her pussy milked me dry.
Minutes later, using the ruse of getting her clean, I let my hands drive her right over that razor-sharp edge two more times.
28
Sunday, November 13, 2022
Emily
I shouldn’t have been surprised by howquickly things moved when Knox had a final decision.
I’d just spent the last five days immersed in more legal jargon than I cared to deal with. Thankfully I had my own lawyer on retainer—a luxury I hadn’t been aware of until he’d introduced himself—who knew how to translate so that I could understand. I listened to lengthy explanations, considered wise and generous change suggestions, and signed document after document.
As of now, it was official. I was a one-third owner in Obsession Unlimited and the majority owner of Delta June’s. Knox hadn’t put up a fight when I amended his original draft of 51 percent interest and requested 75 while he would keep the remaining 25 percent. Then again, I got the feeling he would’ve signed over all of it if I’d suggested, but I wasn’t stupid. I couldn’t do this on my own, and I wasn’t about to take that risk.
Oh, and I also learned that I’d gone from being a penny-pinching college student to a millionaire overnight.
Yep, I could almost afford an apartment as luxurious as this one. Not one with this view, no, but it could be nearly as nice. Of course, when I brought it up, I was told the apartment had been paid in full and transferred into my name, so giving it up wasn’t an option. Not that I had wanted to. For whatever reason, the apartment was growing on me.
As I stared out into the dark of night, overlooking Central Park, I remembered the conversation I’d had with Knox. When he informed me of the amount of money being deposited into my account, I’d accused him of treating me like charity. At that point, he had so kindly enlightened me that it was the amount that I’d earned due to stock prices in the company going up since he’d acquired it from my father. Feeling properly chastised, I had humbly apologized and decided to be grateful, somehow choking down the questions I still wanted answers to. Until I knew the truth about why Knox had ended up with Delta June’s, I wouldn’t be satisfied. However, I was learning when to pick my battles.
