One Night with a Billionaire

She moaned, clinging to his shoulders.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured between kisses, his mouth pressing on her neck. “So many perfect things about your body. Look at these breasts.” His thumb rolled her nipple, enticing a gasp of pleasure from her throat. “Look at how big and luscious they are, with beautiful pink nipples.”

His hand on her was the best thing she’d ever felt. She arched against his touch, pressing her breast into his hand, eager for more. She wanted to cry out in pleasure, to demand that he lick and bite and suck like a wild animal, but shyness took over.

“That feels really good,” she told him in a soft voice, and then winced at herself and the dumb words. Gee, really good, Kylie! Way to encourage him. Her hand crept to the curls of his golden hair, and she couldn’t help but drag her fingers through them, adding to her sensory pleasure.

“Are your breasts sensitive, Kylie?”

She nodded in response, and whimpered when he leaned down and took one aching nipple into his mouth.

“Then that makes teasing them even more fun,” he murmured against her skin, then licked one tip sensuously.

Kylie cried out, digging her nails into his shoulder. “Oh, Jesus, do that again.”

“I plan on it,” he murmured, nuzzling the other breast. His fingers teased the peak of one while his mouth worked the other to a tight peak. And just when Kylie thought she’d come out of her skin with need, his hand left her breast and slipped between her legs and brushed through the curls of her pussy. “Goddamn, you’re wet, aren’t you?”

“Cade,” she moaned, unable to articulate anything but his name. She was existing in a pool of delicious need, and her body was desperate for release.

“I can’t wait any longer,” he murmured as he kissed his way back up to her mouth. His lips were urgent on her own, and when his tongue speared into her mouth, she licked it in encouragement.

She didn’t want to wait any longer, either. “Yes, please.”

And even though she’d been encouraging him, she was still shocked when he pushed her legs apart a little further and sank into her in one swift stroke. It was on the tip of her tongue to ask about a condom, but then he put a hand under her hip, raising her at an angle, and stuffed a pillow underneath her bottom. He stroked in again.

And her entire body came alive.

Oh God, that must have been her G-spot. When he sank into her, he pressed against something that made her crazy with need, and her skin prickled at the surge of pleasure. A hoarse little gasp escaped her.

“Is that the spot?” he murmured, his breathing as rapid and harsh as her own.

Full of wonder, Kylie could do nothing but nod.

He clasped her hips tight and began to pound into her with sure, deep thrusts. Every single one felt better than the last, and before she knew it, her toes were curling and she was clenching him tight with her legs, and moaning like a wild woman. Her hips rose to meet his thrusts, and oh mercy, that felt even better.

“Close?” he asked, pumping into her again. He gave his hips a little swivel that made her entire body clench up in response, and she clutched at the blankets, trying to brace herself.

And oh, sweet Jesus, she was close. He was thrusting into her like a jackhammer, moving so hard that the bed shook and her breasts bounced with every motion. And it felt incredible. She’d never felt so good.

If this was impulsive, drunk sex, she was all for it.

His hand left her hip and began to tease one of her bouncing breasts, toying with the nipple and pinching the tip between his fingers. “So sexy,” he murmured. “God, so sexy.”

Her head went back and a tremor rocked through her body, and then she was coming, hard. A cry escaped her and her body tensed in the throes of an orgasm—the best one of her life—and she seemed to come for what felt like forever and ever and ever, each thrust of his cock into her body just ratcheting the delicious friction higher and higher.

Then, Cade groaned and his movements became jerky, uneven. She felt a pulse of warmth flooding inside her as he came, and he continued to pump slowly into her, each throb of her body sending another wave of pleasure through her.

And then she was slippery-wet between her legs, more so than before. He slid out of her, leaned down, gave her a quick, hard kiss on the mouth, and then collapsed next to her on the bed, breathing hard.

Kylie stared up at the ceiling of the hotel room, replete. Man, she felt incredible. That was her first time for G-spot sex, and clearly she’d been missing out. With a lazy yawn, she stretched an arm over her head and sighed contentedly. So she was a bit slick between the legs and needed some clean-up. She’d get to that soon. Right now, she was just feeling good. “I don’t think I’ve ever had sex bareback before,” she murmured to Cade drowsily.