Page 80 of Bossy Billionaire


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I smiled back, blushing from the simple sentiment.

“Beauty, I’ve sucked your clit too many times for you to still blush like that.”

I gasped, slapping him on the chest. “You ruined it.” I tried to slap him again, but he caught my wrist in the air, jerking my face inches away from his mouth.

“Well, now we’re even. You’ve ruined me. This…” He skimmed his thumb against my heat. “And these…” He pecked my mouth, biting my bottom lip. “Have all ruined me. I’d love to ruin your pussy in the nicest possible way right now, right here. But we’re on our way to dinner, and I want you for dessert.”

I smiled. I couldn’t help it.

He cocked his head to the side, zeroing in on me for what felt like forever but was truly just seconds. He didn't falter. With a devilish grin, he reached over and hit the button for partition and cupped my pussy, moving his rough, callused fingers ever so slightly over my silk panties.

I gasped.

“Hmm...” he groaned, instantly making me remember the feeling of him everywhere and all at once. “Your pussy loves me,” he rasped, leaning in close to my ear, never stopping the light brush of his fingers against my heat.

“Elias…”

The bastard growled, “Beg me for it.”

I glared at him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction.

He breathed into the side of my neck, making shivers crawl up my skin and causing goose bumps. He didn’t stop his fingers from ever so lightly caressing my clit through the silk of my panties.

“Do you want to come?” he taunted with a hard edge.

When I didn’t move fast enough again, he slapped my pussy, making me jolt.

“You’re not being my good girl… do you want me to keep going?” he groaned into my ear before taking it into his mouth.

“Always.”

I could feel him grinning behind me, so I swayed my ass on his cock, which was already rock hard in his black slacks.

Two can play this game.

“That feel good?”

“Yes…”

“You love me playing with your clit while your ass rubs my cock, don’t you?”

I turned my head and peeked up at him.

“Fuck… I can’t get enough of you,” he rumbled.

This angle was always too much for me. It made it so easy for him to make me come with his hand in a matter of seconds. He purposely did it. He loved having my come drip down his hands. He never stopped playing with my clit.

“You’re going to make me make a mess,” I warned.

“I know, but not until you beg me to.”

He slid my panties to the side and effortlessly glided two fingers inside me.

“Oh God…” I moaned and lay against his chest, leaning my head on his shoulder.

“Beg me, or I’ll stop,” he ordered.

I licked my lips, moaned, and fervently kissed him. With his other hand, he grabbed my throat.

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