The Billionaire's Pretend Girlf - Leslie North Page 0,45

usually my style,” she whispered, her voice sticking to her throat. “You’d be the first for me. But I’m on birth control, so fuck it.”

That devilish grin returned to his face, and he dove in for a kiss that was even hungrier than before. They kissed so hard her lips buzzed. When he pulled apart, he looked like he was in outer space.

“That’s so hot. And a huge honor,” he said, finally slipping off his coat. It crumpled to the floor in a soft whuumph.

“Not as huge as yours,” she teased.

He grunted. “Just you wait and see.” Daniel lowered her onto her feet gently so that he could unbuckle his pants and slip out of his shoes. He made quick work of his shirt and bowtie next, and Jackie watched, amused and turned on, while he stripped down to nothing.

“Can you get my zipper?” she asked once he’d shed all his clothes.

He dragged his teeth over his bottom lip, his gaze bouncing up and down her body. “Not yet. I want to fuck you in the dress first.”

She couldn’t keep in the giggle. “So that implies there will be a second time, without the dress?”

“Oh, yes. At bare minimum.”

Lust surged through her veins as he gathered her dress again and hoisted her, pinning her against the door. This time, his cock bobbed heavy in front of him before it was trapped between their bodies. His swollen cockhead rubbed against the damp crotch of her panties, pushing at her clit.

“Ohhh my God,” she whispered, tightening her grip around his neck. Already, it was the best thing she’d ever experienced. And it was only just beginning.

“I’ll go slow,” he whispered, his breath hot on her chin. “As slow as I can, I mean. Because once I feel just how fucking juicy you are with nothing between us…” A shuddery breath escaped him. “I can’t promise anything.”

He rolled his hips against her, dragging the hot shaft of his cock back and forth over her panties. Her entire body went tight—wanting it, expecting it, preparing for it—while he reached between them to push aside the scrap of fabric separating them.

“Oh, my God,” she moaned, tightening her thighs around him. “Maybe I can’t handle this.”

“You can.” He ran his tongue over his top teeth as he wriggled into place. She gasped when his cockhead made contact, the velvet heat slipping inside her with ease. “We both can.”

And then he eased himself in—a fluid, languid movement that was both tender and determined. All the air in her body whooshed out in a gasp while he sank inside her. There was something so intimate, so wildly raw about the bare flesh of him, being buried inside her with nothing to separate them. All of her thoughts disappeared. Her brain turned into a pleasant hum of silence.

She could only feel. The penetrating heat and steel of him. The way he drilled inside her, down to her core.

Jackie was trembling by the time he’d claimed every last bit of space inside her. And then he moved against her, both sweet and unbridled at the same time. A strange whimper escaped her, something animalistic yet feminine, and her head fell back, knocking against the door.

“Ohhhh, Jackie,” Daniel moaned, his voice sounding deeper, more guttural, than she’d ever heard it.

“Fuck,” she moaned, digging her nails into his biceps. “Fuck, it’s too good, Daniel.”

He grunted, hoisting her up further, his lip finding hers.

“Nobody has ever felt like this, Jackie,” he murmured against her lips as he eased into her, pinning her to the door once more. As he eased himself out, he added, “Nobody in the fucking world.”

His words were just gasoline on the fire already alive and raging unchecked inside her. And god, she felt it too. She was right there with him.

“I know,” she whimpered, emotion tightening her throat. “You’re the only one.”

He was so right, which made this whole situation even worse. She believed without a doubt that they did have something magical and unique. Something so special that she knew she’d never be able to find it again.

But Daniel would never change his lifestyle. He’d never quit the job that didn’t just consume but utterly swallowed his entire life.

And what sort of future did they have like that?

Daniel pounded into her, a firm but tender rhythm that only reinforced the swell of emotion and pleasure and heartache. She bumped against him in time, breathless from the sense of being filled by him—unsheathed, uninhibited—as the base of his cock