Mr. Handsome A Billionaire Romance(17)
She gasped and my lips found the exposed skin of her neck. “Is this what you want?” I asked against her skin, my breath made her shiver. She nodded and I hummed in appreciation, I could already anticipate what she would feel like squeezed tight around my cock. I bit her neck playfully and she shivered against me once more. My hands caressed her arms and I felt goose bumps on her skin.
I knew then that her nipples would be hard little peaks and my hands traveled up to cup her breasts. My fingers pinched and rolled the sensitive nubs, causing her to arch her back and push her breasts into my hands. A soft moan escaped her lips and the sound ignited my blood even further.
“Shit…I have to get this off of you,” I said hoarsely and pulled at her dress. She whispered that the zipper was in the back and I quickly slid the dress off of her and it pooled at her feet. All she was wearing then was those red pumps and the black lacy bra and panties. I turned her around to face me and let my eyes roam every inch of her body.
“Oh dear God, woman, you’ll be the death of me.” I was getting used to the svelte, tall model type. I hadn’t been with a curvy woman in forever and Christina was every dirty fantasy I’ve possibly ever had rolled into one sexy red pump-wearing package.
She bit her lip and tilted her head at me curiously. “Are you just saying that?”
My eyes snapped up from her breasts to meet her gaze head on.
“I assure you, I meant every word. You’re so f*cking sexy…not to mention beautiful and an amazing person. I want you as mine…I need to…” I was starting to sound like a f*cking caveman, my blood was rushing and my cock was stuffed painfully in my jeans; it needed to be let free and, more importantly, it needed to be deep inside Christina.
She stepped out of the pool of her dress and leaned against me. Her hands were thankfully undoing my pants while she trailed kisses across my collar and up my neck. Her mouth felt like a slow burn on my skin and I was definitely going to overheat if I had to hold back any longer.
I bit her plump bottom lip and then kissed her feverishly as she managed to undo my pants. I simultaneously pulled them off and walked over to the bed with her in my arms. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her hands gripped my back.
I laid her gently down on the bed and she watched me with hooded eyes as I pulled off my boxers, jacket, tie, and shirts. Once I was naked, I debated shutting off the lamp that was left on next to her bed. I wanted to see her, but everything was much more heightened in the dark.
I flipped it off and the room was only lighted by the dim street light through the balcony drapes. My cock strained against my stomach as I laid on top of Christina and kissed her some more. I couldn’t help grinding against her, she was soaking wet and I felt it through her panties.
I quickly undid her bra and captured her nipple in my mouth, my tongue swirling around it and sucking it into my mouth. Christina moaned and her fingers delved into my hair while I devoured her full breasts, sucking and licking my way to the other nipple.
The sound of her soft moans and whimpers had my cock throbbing and my hips moving restlessly against hers. My hands felt their way to her core and I shuddered against her when I felt how soaked she was.
I was nearly in pain from need of her, but I wanted her to come in my hand before I sank my cock inside. I pulled her panties off and bent her knees so I could slip my fingers into her folds. She cried out when my thumb rubbed against her clitoris and moaned my name when my index and middle finger slid into her hot core.
She was wet and swollen, her slick * twitching around my fingers with need. I sucked on and kissed her neck while her hands gripped my hair and shoulders. Soon after, she started to rock against my hand; I loved the feel of her smooth wet folds rubbing on me. She gripped my shoulders and her breathing picked up as the climax inched closer. Christina moaned and then her body shook as the first waves of climax crashed through her. She whispered my name hoarsely and my cock twitched at the feel of her clenching around my fingers.
I couldn’t wait any longer, I coated my cock with the wetness from her orgasm and then positioned myself at her entrance. With one smooth glide, I was tunneling deep and she cried out again as I touched the very heart of her. Her sex spasm clenched around me as I brought her to another orgasm just by filling her up.
She felt amazing around me, so silky and warm. I never wanted to move from this spot. Christina was amazing. I couldn’t hold myself back so I pounded into her hard and fast. She scratched up my back, I was sure. But I didn’t care, I wanted all of her passion. I practically fed off of it.
The high we reached was amazing and I knew the orgasm would be devastating. I felt my balls draw close and then release as the orgasm pumped through me. I pumped into her hard and soon she came yet again, screaming my name this time, her voice almost a sob. Her orgasm was just as intense as mine was. I had the deepest feeling that I wouldn’t get this with anyone else.
Once the haze of passion settled into pure bliss and my right mind sort of came back to me, I realized that I didn’t use a f*cking condom. “Christina…baby…” She was drifting off into sleep and I gently shook her awake. “Please tell me you’re on birth control?” She nodded and pointed to the night stand where I saw the pack of daily pills and sighed in relief.
“Have to take them…to regulate my cycle,” she murmured before her eyes drifted closed once again. My brief panic went away and I kissed her shoulder before gently easing out of her. I was going to clean her up and then I was going to fall asleep soundly with her in my arms.