The Billionaire Takes a Bride (Billionaires and Bridesmaids,(59)

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured. “And so damn wet. You’re coating my hand with your juices.” His fingers slid up and down her folds, and then he lifted it for her to see, his skin gleaming with her arousal. To her surprise, he traced one wet finger over her mouth. “You’re perfection, Chelsea. Utter perfection.”

And then he leaned in and licked the taste of her off of her mouth.

She moaned again and then his hand went back to her *, and he sank a finger deep inside her. She sucked in a breath at the penetration, her body tensing momentarily. But then his thumb went to her clit and he began to rub, and pleasure exploded through her again. She kissed him, making soft little moans of pleasure in her throat as he fingered her.

Telling her soft, dirty things about what he wanted to do to her, Sebastian began to pump his finger in and out of her, his thumb continually rubbing over her clit. She arched against his hand, which only made him work his fingers faster. She was so close. Her nails dug into his shoulders and she threw her head back, eyes closed, teeth sunk into her lip as he worked her. It was taking too long, wasn’t it? She should have already had a tiny orgasm by now, shouldn’t she? Maybe she was still—

And then her legs jerked, and she cried out, and the orgasm crested, blasting through her.

“That’s my girl,” he murmured. “God, you look so f*cking beautiful it hurts. I love to watch you come.”

Chelsea clung to Sebastian as she came down, utterly awestruck by the ripples of pleasure flooding through her. Oh, man, she felt good. And it didn’t matter that she had her skates and her uniform on. She’d just had an earth-shattering orgasm with her sexy husband. A contented sigh slipped from her throat.

“Feel good?” he asked, still gently stroking her clit. Aftershocks rippled through her, muscles twitching as she held on to him.

“Feels amazing.” She turned and gave him another long, delicious kiss to let him know how much she’d liked it.

He groaned against her mouth, and his pumping fingers took on a sense of urgency. Sebastian had been all about her, she realized as she stroked a hand down his naked chest. He’d been so fixed on making her come and feel good that she hadn’t done much to return the favor. She’d just laid there like a big roller-derby-uniform-wearing lump.

But now that she was all delicious and boneless, she could return the favor, couldn’t she? Her hand slid down to his cock, and she made a happy little sigh when her fingers wrapped around his length. He was so hot, his skin felt almost scorching against her own. “I like this,” she said, voice low, soft and purring.

His response was another hard, insistent kiss, his fingers thrusting into her *.

So she stroked him, her fingers tight. And when he jerked against her hand, she decided to be a tease. She released him and then began to lightly trail her fingers over his cock. They moved delicately over the head, her fingertips circling in the beads of pre-cum on the crown. Then she glided downward, tracing a thick vein on the underside of his cock before lightly grazing his balls. He pushed against her hand, and his kisses became more urgent, his mouth moving to her neck and licking and sucking at the skin there.

And when his thumb started to flick at her clit again, she wasn’t coming down anymore. Instead, her need started to ratchet back up again.

“When am I going to get this inside me?” She dragged her fingers over his length again, then circled the head with her thumb. It grew wet with pre-cum and she moved her thumb to her mouth and then licked it. “Unless you want me to go down on you?”

His hand left her * and he gripped her wet hair, holding her against him as he kissed her fiercely. Then, he slid his hips over hers and rocked the length of his cock over her folds. “I can absolutely give you this, baby, but you have to tell me you want it. That we’re not going too fast for you.”

“Not too fast,” she breathed. She lifted her legs and locked her skates together, wheels spinning. “Do that again. Rub against me.”

He adjusted his hands next to her on the bed, and then leaned in and kissed her again, then rocked his length along her sex. The head of his cock pushed against her clit, and she moaned in response.

“Feels so good,” she told him.

“It’ll feel that good inside you, too,” he said, nipping her chin.

She knew it would. Sebastian was nothing if not considerate. He wouldn’t throw her down on the bed and pump a few times into her, then finish without her getting hers first. He’d make sure that she was just as into it, and that she came before he did. That was a rare quality in a man, and she was actually excited to see if she could come again. “Think you can give me another orgasm before you lose control?”

“Absolutely,” he promised, and there was no joking on his face. “I want you squeezing around my cock with your own orgasm when I come inside you.”

She shivered, imagining it. “I want that, too.”

“How are you feeling?” He pressed a few more kisses to her face.

She wiggled under him. “Like I need a big hard cock inside me.”

Sebastian chuckled. “I think I can handle that request.” He sat up and she unlocked her legs from around him, the wheels on her skates spinning again. He got up from the bed and headed over to the bedside table, where the box of condoms lay, then took one out and unwrapped it. She watched him as he put it on, and as he stroked the latex down his shaft her hand went back to her *, touching herself again. As he returned to the bed, she lifted a hand, reaching for him. He laced his fingers with hers, then moved on top of her, his hips settling between her thighs. He didn’t push into her, just began to gently kiss her, his cock resting against her *. It was both sweetness and tease all at once.