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“Money isn’t everything, I guess.”
“You know the saying, it doesn’t buy happiness.”
“So I hear.” She laughs. “But us poor folk have an addition to that saying: Money doesn’t buy happiness, but it sure helps.”
I grin and take her hand, trailing my fingers up the inside of her forearm as I look at her across the darkness. She’s so beautiful in the quiet of the early morning, and she’s all mine.
“Do you think you can keep it down if I take you upstairs and fuck you until the sun comes up?”
Her pretty mouth opens slightly, letting out an aroused breath. “I’d like to promise that I can, but I’m not sure. You might have to cover my mouth.”
My dick hardens. “I will gladly gag you while you scream, sugar.”
Getting out of the car, I waste no time in getting her inside and into my rooms. It’s more like a suite than a single bedroom, so I lock us in and peel her clothes away as I lead her to my bed.
“Lie down for me, sugar. Let me look at you,” I say, urging her into the center of the large bed. She looks like an angel on a cloud, her pink nipples tight and aroused, her core glistening with need. She’s perfect.
“I want to see you too,” she says, her chest heaving as she licks her lips and drags her eyes over my broad chest. I reach my fingers up to my collar, enjoying the hunger of her gaze as my skin shows through and I drop my shirt on the floor. “I knew it,” she breathes.
“Knew what?” I can’t help but smile as she sits up and reaches out a hand to slide her fingers between the indentations of my muscles.
“That you looked like this under that suit.”
“Hmm.” I let my eyes close for a moment, enjoying her touch. “I knew you’d be this stunning under those sexy dresses you always wore to the office. These tits of yours have been tormenting me daily.”
She giggles and leans back so I have a better view. “These tits?”
I reach out and roll her nipples between my finger and thumb. “Yeah, these exact tits. They’re mine now,” I murmur, leaning in to kiss the curve of her neck, my hand kneading her breast.
“You can have them. You can have all of me,” she gasps, her fingers curling in my hair as I continue to worship her nipples, taking one in my mouth and grazing it with my teeth. She cries out, arching her back as my other hand grips her free breast and squeezes.
“I need to be inside you, sugar. I’m desperate for your sweet little cunt to squeeze me tight.” My kisses trail between her breasts and down her stomach, pausing to gently run my tongue around the rim of her belly button. She writhes beneath me, something I already recognize as her need for more. My dick throbs in my pants.
“I want you inside me. Please, sir.”
“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve dreamt about being inside you while you called me that, craved your thighs wrapped around my waist.” I drag my fingers up her legs, gripping her knees until Ive pushed her legs apart to fully expose her core. “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Emma Rose.”
EMMA
Grinning, I pull at my lip with my teeth, swooning at his words. I didn’t think it in the beginning, but he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me too. He’s everything I imagined a doting man to be. He’s my other half. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me too.”
“Hmm. I’m going to taste you now, sugar. I’ll bet you taste even better than you look.” His eyes darken with lust and hunger as he gazes between my thighs, then lets out a low growl as he bows his head and tastes me.
I’m overcome with sensation and my mouth opens and my body shudders, pleasure rippling through me as his tongue takes slow, tentative laps between my folds.
“Oh,” I moan, quivering with emotion as his tongue moves and presses a feather light touch to my swollen clit. He kisses, sucks, and swirls, and I writhe and moan and try so hard not to scream out for more.
“I love how responsive you are.” His fingers slide into my body. In and out. In and out. Moving rhythmically while his tongue teases, his mouth sucks.
“Oh god! I can’t, I can’t hold—”
“Come for me, sugar. There’s more to come. Take everything I can give you.” Before he’s even finished his sentence, my body spirals into orgasm.
Letting out a deep rumble, he grips my thighs and clamps his mouth down over my core, licking and swirling and sucking, dipping his tongue into my entrance and dragging it back upward, sucking back hard on my clit. I explode again. I start to scream then bite my knuckle to try and stop. I buck beneath him, clawing at the sheets, pulling at his hair, while he keeps going, his moans vibrating through me as wave upon wave of pleasure takes over. It’s almost too much.
I’m about to scream for him to slow down when something inside me shifts, growing into something bigger, stronger. My arms fly out, and my legs wrap around his head, and I can’t hold it in, I throw my head back and yell, “Merry fucking Christmas!”
His hand claps over my mouth and I moan against his palm, slowly coming down as his firm suction turns into a gentle lap, then a gentle kiss that travels up my now limp body as I lay beneath him, heaving for breath.
