The Billionaire's Betrayal (Highest Bidder #3) - Carmen Falcone Page 0,51

like a canteen of water for a thirsty man. Ravenously, he amped the rhythm of the sweet torment, sucking her, his tongue plunging deeper each time.

The tension inside her burst, pleasure thundering from her core. She screamed his name, limbs shaky and breath ragged. Her heart slammed into her chest, a sheen of sweat brushing over her flesh. Her lungs barely paced back to their regular rhythm, when he flipped her around as if she were weightless, and glided her to the middle of the bed, her legs still weak.

“Now the fun begins,” he said, his voice so fucking aroused it took her a couple of seconds to register his words.

His words maybe, but not his intent. Growling, he joined her on the bed, the veins around his hard cock about to pop. At least, that’s what she assumed. She licked her lips, anticipating his impossibly large dick in her mouth.

“You want it?” He stroked himself, and she sank her teeth on her lower lip. “Come get it.”

He propped himself on his knees, and she lifted herself on all fours, bridging the gap between them until his magnificent rod occupied her field of vision. She took it in her mouth, closing her lips around him, feeling the rush of blood running through his veins. Ready to pay in kind, she slowly removed him from her mouth, lifting her gaze to his, her tongue zigzagging over his hardness. Desire burned in his eyes, and he shot her a seriously dangerous smile, warning her to be careful what she wished for. She cupped his balls, squeezing them, loving how full and heavy they were for her.

“Fuck, Madam…you’re like poison.”

She grazed her teeth over his velvety flesh, up and down his length. He thrust more into her mouth, and before she could adjust to the fullness, he leaned forward, drooping over her. He reached for the double dildo he’d picked out earlier, and also for a tube of lube. She managed to squeeze a moan past her mouth, while sucking him with reignited desire.

Was he going to use the two vibrators now? The little hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. As she sucked him?

“Let’s make this work, baby,” he said. “I want to fuck your three holes at the same time.”

A wave of heat washed through her, followed by a level of arousal so powerful, it sucked the air from her lungs. He used the larger device to slide into her pussy, still wet from her orgasm. It wasn’t as big as his cock, which she preferred, but it had a ribbed texture that sizzled her inner walls.

She drove his cock in and out of her mouth, earning a couple of groans from him. He had to be close to losing control, too. Each time he thrust the vibrator into her pussy, she bobbed forward a little more, deepening the position of his rod in her mouth.

An invisible bubble of warmth encircled them. Her nipples tightened, more hot pressure coiling in her core. It was like she was in an orgy, but with only one man. The only man she needed.

She slid his cock out of her mouth, gasping for air. At some point he must have squirted some lube into the smaller dildo, because when he carefully inched it into her ass, she felt the warm liquid, same as the other night. For a moment, the uber physical stimulation made her lightheaded, and she had to suck in a breath and focus to steady herself.

“Brooks,” she hissed.

“I feel it, too,” he whispered. “God, do I feel it.”

He inched more in her ass, the friction aching at first, then sending a tingling sensation through her. She sucked his cock, stretching her throat muscles as much as she could, welcoming the rough invasion. Groaning, he began moving the dildo in her ass, forward and back, soon in the same rhythm as the one in her pussy. She lapped at him more greedily, then released him only to suck his smooth balls. They felt like huge marbles, heavy and full. She rolled her tongue over one, then the other.

A tortured sound filled the air, and she wasn’t sure if it was from her or him. She was lost in a haze of super sexual need, flecks dotting her vision, sweat glistening her body and dripping down her limbs. “Yes,” she said, when he upped the tempo of the ass fucking, almost faster than her cunt. For some reason, it shot another