Page 47 of Billionaire Retreat

“We keep getting interrupted.”

“It is a problem,” he said succinctly and then he led me to his apartment door. As it clicked open, he picked me up.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him lead me to the bedroom. He placed me on the bed, but I couldn’t see anything in front of me. It was hot, having sex in the dark.

I felt him spread my legs and then I felt his tongue slide between my wet folds and then he settled between my thighs, pushing them further apart as he knelt between them and sucked and licked between my legs.

I held his head in place and rocked my hips against his mouth, enjoying the feel of it, never wanting him to stop, but I was torn. I wanted him inside me again and I felt swollen in want.

He pulled away and reached up to turn on a light. Soft illumination filled the room as he pulled my dress off and tossed it to the side. My breasts spilled from my bra and he made no move to take it off. He stripped off his shirt and pants, and stroked his hand up and down his dick as he looked at me.

“You’re still so beautiful,” he said, staring down at me, as he sheathed himself in a condom.

I was grateful that the soft illumination most likely hid my stretch marks that were my battle scars from pregnancy. Other than that, my body hadn’t changed much, except that my breasts were fuller and maybe my hips rounder.

“Open your legs for me,” he said, and I slowly spread my legs wide.

He knelt down between my legs and pulled my hips under his and in one easy motion he pushed into me. He didn’t waste any time as he went deeply into me, pulling out and then going deeper again.

I wrapped my legs around his back and bit into his shoulder as he leaned forward, covering my body with his own as he thrust into me over and over. I must have screamed too loudly, because he abruptly stopped moving and asked me if I were ok.

“Yes, don’t stop...”

And then he kept pumping into me. My inner muscles squeezed his shaft, drawing it in deeper. He groaned.

“God, you’re tight.”

And I had every reason to be. I hadn’t been with anyone since him.

He quickened his thrusts then, and the feel of his cock, thick and hard, sliding in and out of me pushed me over the edge. I screamed as he pumped into me, not sparing me as he drove deep and hard with each thrust until he too began to come.

We lay panting. I was breathless, but I still wanted more of him.

We lay with our faces next to each other and he brought a hand up to stroke my hip.

“You’re curvier than I remember...” he remarked.

I pouted. “Are you calling me fat?”

“Not in a million years and even if you were... I’m not sure it would even matter to me.”

I hadn’t been expecting that. I’d just been teasing him, but apparently, he meant every word.

“You know I can’t stay in L.A., right? Georgia is home.”

“We don’t have to talk about that now,” he said, stroking my face. “In fact, we don’t have to talk at all.”

He surprised me by settling me on top of him and then turned me around until I was in reverse cowgirl position.

I could see his cock stirring again and I couldn’t help but give it some much needed attention. I brought my head down and began to lick and suck at it, taking my time, enjoying the way I turned him on. He responded by stroking and massaging my butt, and then he rotated his hips so he was now on his side and I flipped to my side to keep him in my mouth. My head was directly in front of his crotch and my crotch was near his face. He began fingering me and licking my clit as I brought his dick again into my mouth.

I could barely concentrate on pleasuring him as he pleasured me, opening me up wider with his hand as he lazily licked circles around my clit.

My body began to shake and the next thing I knew, Griffin was abandoning his post between my legs and instead was flipping me over.

I knew what he wanted so I waited patiently as he put on another condom and then I buried my head in a pillow as he pushed into me from behind.

He slapped my ass, making me giggle and then I quickly became serious blindly reaching for a rail as he pounded into me. He was merciless and I loved it. It was hard, almost animalistic the way he fucked me and I wanted more... needed more.