Page 38 of The Billionaire's Secret
“We will be soon, so it counts,” he says as he removes the rest of his clothes, then mine.He adds them to the machine, drops in a couple of laundry pods and sets it to fill.
“Isn’t that too much?”
“Nah,” he says.“Bend over this.”
“Should I get a towel?”
“You can, but I think you’ll like the feel of the cold stainless steel on your nipples.”
I decide to give it a try.It is cold on my upper body, but not uncomfortably so.
“Hold onto the side of the washer.”He takes a small step stool out to kneel on.
“You’re coming at me from that way?I don’t know if—OH!”His lips touch one of my ass cheeks in a kiss then he sucks lightly, just enough to make it sting before I feel his hands pushing me apart.
The washer begins to agitate, and the movement rubs my nipples gently.
“Locke!”I cry out when his mouth suddenly presses between my legs.He trails kisses along my folds, then follows them with his tongue.When his tongue circles my clit featherlight and teasing, every muscle in my body tenses.
I hold the washer in a death grip as he puts one hand on the front of my pussy and presses me toward his mouth.He knows exactly how to touch me and he does it so well.
His tongue slides into me as he gently spreads the front of my pussy to stroke my clit from that direction.
The washing machine begins to spin and the motion bucks against my pussy.It’s incredible feeling it push me toward his thrusting tongue.“I’m about to come…I’m about…”
He sucks on my clit, moving his tongue back and forth.The pressure and the sensation are more than I can withstand.I arch my back as I find a long, satisfying release.It feels like it lasts forever, but then I’m finally spent and sag on the washer.
“I’ve discovered I love doing laundry,” I say.
He laughs.“Hang on.I’m moving the stool.”His hands grip my hips.“I want to go inside of you bare.Unless you prefer I don’t?”
“I want to feel you, too,” I tell him.“I want to know what it’s like when you spill into me.I want to feel you running down my thighs.”
“The thought of that makes me so fucking hard.”He runs a finger through my wetness.“I love when you’re wet and ready from your body anticipating mine.”
“I’m good at anticipating,” I say.
“Then here it is.All of me for all of you.”He enters me, carefully sliding his cock into me until he’s buried deep.“Now slowly stand.”
I straighten while he’s in me.The angle is different and I like it.
He wraps one arm around my waist, securing me against his body.“Having my cock in you while my body is against yours from head to toe feels so good.And it gives me the ability to do this.”
He cups one of my breasts, then moves his fingers to my nipple.“Like it?”he whispers in my ear.
“I do…I feel so full at this angle.”
“It’s not the angle.It’s all me.Give credit where credit is due.”
I laugh softly.
“And I can also do this.”
He puts two fingers between my legs, then presses my body against the front of the washer.The machine thumps against the back of his hand, driving his fingers into me.“See?It’s like being fucked front and back at the same time.”
“I was already…”
“Swollen from my lips,” he says.“Your clit had already succumbed to my touch.To me sucking on it.”
