Page 8 of The Billionaire's Baby
“This is my first time at really living. I mean, if I was in London I’d be in bed by now with a warm cup of tea and my happy socks,” Adira said.
Favian gave a soft laugh. “Happy socks?”
“They’re socks with yellow happy faces or little birds or musical notes. I have a thing for socks, but never mind that now.” Adira kissed his neck boldly. “I’ve only been with one man, long ago, when I was eighteen. It was uncomfortable and he was not nice about it. It seems he only wanted what he couldn’t have and when he had it, that was that. So don’t be a gentleman. Give me one night of absolute magic, make love to me right here. I will not say no because I want you.”
“It won’t be one night. If I put my hands on you, this will go on for a lifetime,” Favian said. He kissed her feverishly and pulled her closer. “I want you to stay. I know it sounds crazy, but I’ve never done this or felt like this for a long time.”
“We’ll talk about it tomorrow. Tonight let’s just feel,” Adira said against his lips.
She met his dark gaze as he lifted her in his arms and carried her upstairs to his master suite. There was no more to be said. Tonight she would live the fantasy that had always been in the back of her mind no matter how many times a man kicked her into the dirt. She slid down his long, muscular body until she was standing on the floor in front of him.
“Dance with me,” he said softly.
“But we have no music,” Adira pointed out.
“Kiss me and feel the rhythm of my heart; each beat is for you,” he murmured.
Favian lowered his head to hers and their lips met. She clung to his shoulders, afraid she would fall from the dizzying pleasure of his kiss. Again, his lips against hers felt like electricity was moving between them. Every part of her tingled as he coaxed her mouth open and their tongues parried and played. She rubbed against him sensuously, wishing that their clothes were off so that they could touch each other’s skin. His kiss became more frenzied and he took hold of the ends of her dress and lifted it over her head. Their lips only broke apart for those few seconds and then clung together once more.
With deft fingers he undid the clasp of her bra and cupped her breasts in his hands.
“I love your breasts. They fit in my hands just perfectly,” he murmured. Adira gasped as his hot mouth closed over a nipple while he caressed the other. “I love those sexy noises you make.”
“You’ve only just heard them,” she said breathlessly.
“I’ll get more out of you before the night is over,” he murmured. He lifted her up and placed her on the wide bed.
His breath was hot on her stomach as his tongue dipped into her navel. He placed kisses on her thighs and groaned as if he had tasted something delicious. Adira shivered in excitement for what was to come. She raised herself up on her elbows and watched him on his knees between her legs. His eyes never left hers as he pulled her panties down her legs. He trailed his finger down the slit of her pussy. She bit her lip, but couldn’t help the reflex of her hips as they arched towards his touch.
“Oh, Favian,” she said vulnerably.
“I love my name on your lips.” His voice was a guttural sound.
Favian bent his head and she felt his kiss on the top of her mound. She whimpered and wanted to feel more of his mouth on her skin. He gave a soft growl in the back of his throat, one that made her shiver in anticipation.
“I’m going to taste you, mi querida,” he said.
His hot mouth pressed against the shaved skin of her pussy and Adira cried out, bucking against his mouth. He held her firm with his big hands at her hips while his tongue licked between the folds of flesh. She’d never felt anything like this before. She closed her eyes and swore she saw starbursts. There was nothing in her life that could’ve prepared her for sensations like this. Favian spread the lips of her pussy and sucked on her clit. She felt as if she would melt into the bed as pure need coursed through her.
He stopped and stood and she watched as he undressed and wondered how God could have created such a perfect specimen as the one that stood before her.
“You are simply magnificent,” she said huskily as he lay beside her.
“Say my name again,” he encouraged her. “I love hearing it on your lips.”
“Favian,” she breathed.
He seared her senses with his kiss until nothing but the two of them mattered. His hands stroked and massaged her body until she hungered for him even more. His hand ran down her body again to delve between her legs and cup the mound of her pussy. He groaned when he found her wet and teased the full lips before penetrating her with his finger.
