AllFreeNovel
Share Us
The man radiates deliciousness, even this early in the morning.
I’ve always taken pleasure in sucking cock, but sucking Bryce is way up there.
I resume my mission.
My lips rub the tip of his crown. I swirl my tongue around it before taking him fully inside my mouth. My head bobs up and down as I gently squeeze his balls in my hand. My intention is to make Bryce come, but he has other plans.
He yanks his erect cock from my mouth, lifts me into his arms—forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist—and walks both of us, dripping wet, into his room through the adjacent doors.
“I’m going to drop you for two seconds,” he warns as he lowers me to my feet. He walks to his open suitcase, grabs a condom, rips open the packet with his teeth, sheathes his cock, and pulls me towards him.
“I want your cock inside me so badly,” I beg.
“Don’t worry, you’re going to get it.”
He grabs my wet hair, pulls my head back, and crushes my lips with a kiss while squeezing my butt with his other hand. He lets go of my hair to grab both butt cheeks with his hands, lifting me back into the position that got me into his room. He holds me tight and walks us right back towards the sound of the running water in my bathroom.
It’s the first time I’ve been with Bryce in the morning, and his appetite for rougher sex is evident as he thrusts inside me. He bites my shoulder while holding me so close, it’s like we’re fused together.
“I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. When I’m done with you, you’ll forget every other guy that came before me.”
My pounding heart feels like it’s lodged inside my throat and it’s challenging to speak when I’m consumed with so much passion for this man. “I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”
“Good answer.” He ravishes me with his cock as the water streams over us and I swear I’m in heaven.
He slows down his thrusts for a few seconds, his hungry eyes boring into mine.
If I thought he was giving me a short respite, I was wrong.
He doubles the speed of his thrusts. He hammers my pussy hard. Almost, savage. It’s a mix of sweet pleasure and irresistible pain. I can barely keep up with the velocity of his thrusts.
His fingers dig into my back and he lets out a loud, “Goddammit, your pussy!”
I feel the same about your cock.
His cadence slows. “Shit,” he says in a labored breath. “You come first, but… Fuck!” He pushes my wet hair away from my face. “Your pussy…” He shakes his head. “I have zero control when I’m inside you.”
Best. Confession. Ever.
Bryce turns off the running water and steps out with me tangled around him like a koala bear.
He drops me on the long vanity. “Your turn.”
I was already wet, but now, I’m drenched.
He drops to his knees.
What Bryce did to me on the private flight from New York to Paris took what I thought possible sexually with a man to unprecedented levels. There are no words to explain what it’s like to have a billionaire—I’m paid to satisfy––kneeling in front of my open legs, licking my clit until I thought I was going to blackout in the bathroom of a private jet. Him doing it again less than twenty-four hours later? Fucking mind-blowing.
“Open wide.”
He doesn’t have to ask twice.
I open my legs and his tongue is soon flirting with my engorged clit.
Yes…
He slides a finger in my asshole and I gasp and close my legs around his head.
