Page 71 of Filthy Hot Billionaire
Then there were lips on my shoulder and my body hardened even more beneath the delicious onslaught. Knox dragged his tongue over my flesh, making my skin tingle, my cock throb. He nipped my skin every so often as he worked his way lower. His mouth disappeared and then there was a finger dipping between my ass cheeks, lightly teasing my hole.
“You ready for me?”
I groaned. “Always.”
Knox shifted, allowing me to widen my legs.
“Ass up,” he ordered.
When I got into position, his finger probed deeper as he leaned forward, one hand planted on the bed near my head.
“Such a tight fucking hole.”
When I moaned, Knox nipped my shoulder.
“You sure it’ll take all of me?”
We both knew the answer to that.
When I growled, he pushed two fingers inside me and bit my neck. I shuddered beneath him, spreading my legs wider, offering myself up to his intruding fingers. He fingered me, lubing me in the process.
I groaned, “Fuck me, Knox. Stop being a tease.”
The weight of him lifted, his fingers withdrawing.
“Spread your ass open.”
I reached back, spread my cheeks. I sucked air deep into my lungs, preparing myself for the pain that would most certainly come when he rammed that thick cock into me. He teased me as Knox was prone to do, pressing the wide, flared head of his dick against my hole briefly. He pressed forward, stretching the sensitive opening. That was as far as his generosity went though. He wouldn’t go easy on me, because neither of us wanted that.
With the head of his cock just past the tight ring of my anus, Knox gripped my hips, steadied himself, and jerked me back, spearing me on his cock.
I roared as pleasure/pain lit me up from the inside out. I’d been expecting it, but even then, it stole my breath, had sparklers glowing at the edges of my vision.
“Now you’re ready,” Knox bit out, pressing one hand against my back, forcing my chest down to the mattress, my ass in the air.
“Fuck me, Knox,” I hissed, eager for him to move.
He did. Ramming into me again and again, rocking the mattress as he took everything I was willing to give. He rode me like a goddamn stallion, never slowing as sweat began to form along my spine. The bed shook, the headboard knocking against the wall, the lamp on the bedside table rattling. My harsh grunts spurred him on, the pleasure of his cock tunneling deep inside me stealing the air from my lungs.
He was brutal, contorting my body for his pleasure, allowing for a better angle, driving me into the mattress as he slammed in hard and deep, jerking my hips to accomplish his goal.
“Fuck me,” I rasped, only this time I wasn’t begging, I was on the verge of orgasm. “I … I’m …bloody hell… going to come.”
Knox drilled into me, fingers digging into the flesh of my hips as he drove us both to that erotic edge where pain morphed into pleasure. My hands fisted in the sheets, my knuckles white from the intensity. I held off for as long as I could, but the release barreled through me like an explosion, obliterating everything in its path. My muscles locked up tight as I roared, my cock spurting into the silk beneath me.
Knox drove into me one final time, coming with a roar that rivaled mine.
Likely thanks to the adrenaline, Knox’s dick remained hard inside me for several minutes, so I remained where I was, welcoming his weight as he fell over me.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, the words spoken soft and low, as though Knox didn’t want anyone to know he cared enough to ask.
“Never.”
“Good.”
We remained like that until Knox’s cock deflated and he slowly pulled out. He rolled to his side, exhaled heavily.
“You still need me,” I told him, though I wasn’t referring to sex. Notonlysex. “She can’t give you what I can.”
