Page 56 of Billionaire's Desire
“I am going to lick your neck now.”
“Okay.”
I lean down and trace her collarbone with my lips and my tongue. I feel her shudder beneath me.
“Now, I am going to push the top of your dress down and take your nipple in my mouth.”
“Mhm.”
I lift my head and gaze into her beautiful brown eyes, “That’s not going to work baby. Use your words.”
I capture her lips in mine, kissing and sucking until a breathy moan escapes her.
“Yes, yes. Please Max.”
“Good girl.”
Then I drag my hand down, dragging the neckline of her dress with me.
Her nipples push back against the lacy material of her bra. Without taking it out, I lick the right nipple through the fabric.
“Fuck!”
“Told you I like you unprofessional, baby. Look at how beautiful you look right now.” Then I lean down and do the same to her left nipple.
Her eyes blaze with desire.
“Fuck Max. I want to feel you.”
I am excited by the prospect of pushing her underwear aside and sinking into her, but I harness all my self-control.
“Maggie. Don’t say things like that to me. Tonight, I just want to make you feel good.”
“But I already feel so good,” she pants.
“Well, I can do better. Your thoughts are too coherent right now. I need to scramble them.”
“Fuck,” she lifts her head to meet my lips and I devour her in slow sensual kisses.
When she turns feral and starts biting on me, I wrap my hand around her throat.
“Steady. I set the pace tonight.”
“Please, Max!” she pleads, and her words set my blood on fire.
With my hand on her throat, I roughly tug down her bra to expose her breasts to me.
I lick and suckle and bite one before giving the other one the same attention. She whimpers.
Then I blow onto them before massaging them softly.
Her hips undulate, seeking friction.
I push her legs apart and cradle between them, hissing when my crotch perfectly aligns to hers.
“I am going to make you come with your clothes on.”
“Max.”
