Page 58 of Billionaire's Fantasy
She smiles and kisses me. “I know, you were amazing, too.”
“I was not sure if I would get the chance to taste you again.”
We cuddle together, and I feel her warmth against my skin. “I’m glad we did this,” she says.
“Me too,” I reply. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”
We talk and laugh, and I know I never want this moment to end. Eventually, we fall asleep in each other’s arms, our bodies entwined.
I wake up the next morning, feeling her warm body pressed against mine. I turn over and see her beautiful face, her hair splayed out on the pillow. I can’t help but lean in and kiss her softly, enjoying the way her lips feel against mine.
We start with some gentle foreplay, kissing and caressing each other’s bodies. Her touch sends shivers down my spine, and I can feel myself getting more aroused with each passing moment. As we continue to explore each other’s bodies, our passion starts to heat up.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” I whisper in her ear as I trail kisses down her neck. “I can’t get enough of you.”
She moans softly, her body arching towards me. “I want you,” she whispers back, her voice heavy with desire.
I can feel myself getting harder as I slide inside of her, and we both moan at the feeling of our bodies joining together. We start to move together, our bodies in perfect sync as we build towards climax.
As we continue to make love, I am completely lost in the moment, every sensation heightened to an incredible degree. I can hear her gasping and moaning, and her enjoyment only serves to heighten my own.
“Oh, Jackson,” she moans, her body shuddering. “Don’t stop.”
I keep moving, our bodies slamming together as we reach the pinnacle of orgasm. I can feel her tightening around me, and then we both release together, our bodies exploding in ecstasy.
We collapse in a heap, our breathing heavy, as we bask in the afterglow of our lovemaking. “That was amazing,” she says, a smile spreading across her face.
“It always is with you,” I reply, my voice filled with sincerity. “I never want to leave this bed.”
We spend the rest of the morning wrapped up in each other’s arms, lost in the warmth of our love. As the morning wears on, I know we must eventually part ways, but for now, we are content to simply bask in the glow of our passion.
I have her bent over the bed on all fours when a knock startles us.
“Hey guys,” Olivia’s voice comes crashing in and bursting our bubble.
“Fuck!” I groan as I continue to slowly slam into her.
Her hands are fisted in the sheets, both our bodies dripping in sweat.
“You need to be quiet,” I whisper.
“You need to come fast,” she tells me in return, defiance written all over her face.
“I am coming,” I shout towards the door for Liv then slip my fingers between Amber’s thighs thrumming the sensitive bundles.
I move my fingers in slow circles, faster and faster as I piston into her.
I am insatiable for her.
I could rut into her for days on end.
“Jacksooooon!” she moans.
I clamp my hand on her mouth, my other hand rubbing her.
Her tears slip down her cheeks and land on my arms, I don’t stop.
I want her completely undone, completely marked.
