The Billionaire's Pretend Girlf - Leslie North Page 0,26

Possibly forever.

“I—” She fought to corral her thoughts. “You—”

“Can I?” he asked, pressing lazy kisses along her inner thigh.

All the air whooshed out of her at once. “Of course you can!”

Daniel surged forward, kissing the top of her mons before his thumb found the stiff peak of her clit. His tongue made long, lazy swipes at her then, licking and prodding and exploring her folds like she was the most delicious treat he’d ever tasted. Her entire body went taut. Disbelief mingled with mind-blowing pleasure. God, the man knew what he was doing down there. He knew exactly the pressure to use, and when he slipped in his middle finger, and then another finger, her entire body released the tension that she’d been keeping in her muscles, and she melted into the bed in a languid puddle.

“Fuuuuuck,” she moaned.

Daniel slurped at her, his fingers making a slick, juicy noise as he eased them in and out of her, in and out. He was restraining his urgency, she could tell. But maybe not completely. Because when she finally remembered how to open her eyes, she caught him fisting himself. And if there was a sight sexier than that, she didn’t know what it might be.

“Oh, God,” she cried out, falling back onto the bed. Her hips bucked and Daniel doubled down, his tongue flicking back and forth over her clit as he pinned her to the bed. She whimpered then, feeling the tight prickles of her orgasm building. She wanted him inside her. She’d never wanted a man inside her more. Daniel dragged his teeth over her clit one last time, and when he curled his fingers deep inside her, the fireworks went off.

Heat filled her body, from head to toe, and everything went bright behind her eyelids. She clutched at Daniel’s hair, writhing and wriggling beneath him as he continued to service her pussy until the pleasure was almost too much.

“Daniel! Ohhhh my God, Daniel!” She lost count of how many times she said his name. Maybe a million. Every cell of her body was singing his praises as he finally pulled away from her, his mouth shiny and smiling.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he promised. As he stood, his cock came into full view. Bobbing heavily, far fatter than she’d dared imagine, and framed by a tight dark blond patch of hair. She reached for it instinctively, knowing that she needed it. Needed him.

“Hang tight, princess,” he murmured, kicking off his shoes and stepping out of his pants first, and then his boxer briefs.

A weak laugh escaped her. “Princess?”

A devilish grin crossed his lips as he made quick work of the buttons on his shirt. “Oh yeah. You’re definitely a princess.”

It was too absurd. Never in her life had she ever been anything remotely close to a princess. More like a peasant, really. “In what kingdom?”

“The badass punk pixie karate kingdom, obviously,” Daniel said, tossing his shirt. Now he was fully naked in front of her, and what a sight to behold. He was a wonderland of man beneath those finely tailored clothes—rippling muscles, perfect six pack, thighs that looked strong enough to carry her weight in his arms for the rest of their lives if they chose to.

“Almost forgot,” he said, suddenly reaching for his pants. As he fished something out of his pocket, he said, “Your gorgeous body makes it hard to focus.”

“Excuse me? You win the gorgeous body award over here.”

“Oh no. I’m an honorable mention. You are the trophy holder.” His tongue poked out from between his lips as he opened a condom and slid it over his long dick. When he tossed the package, she noticed it read XL.

“You also apparently win an award for something else,” she teased as he covered her body with his. “Largest cock award? I’m sorry, Daniel, I just don’t think your massive dick is going to fit.”

His low, throaty chuckle sent lust rocketing through her. He coaxed a lazy, sexy kiss from her lips and then said, “How about we try anyway?”

He urged her legs open, his hips settling into place so that his thick cockhead immediately nudged her sopping wet entrance. She’d never been this turned on before, and never this wet. But then she supposed she’d never actually had a man eat her out successfully before, so of course Daniel would win that award too.

Daniel’s lips found hers in a fiery, impassioned kiss. He rocked his hips, easing the bulbous tip of his cockhead inside