The Billionaire's Revenge (The Blank Check #6) - Jeannette Winter Page 0,45

foil packet out of his pocket and tossing it on her nightstand.

She watched him and then smiled, “Just one?”

Unfortunately, yes. He nodded, “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. I have more,” she grinned as her eyes roamed over his entire body. When her eyes stopped on his hard cock, he saw the hunger in her eyes.

She reached behind her, unhooked her bra and let it drop. Then he watched as she wiggled out of her panties and they slid down over her thighs, and onto the floor. He sucked in his breath and felt as though he couldn’t exhale.

His arousal was going to have to wait because he needed to taste her sweetness. Gently pushing her back onto the bed, he dropped to one knee and slowly his fingers traced her from her toes, up her leg and rested on her hip. He wanted to climb on top of her, bury himself deep inside, but first he was going to send her over the edge.

While his hands continued caressing her, he began kissing and nipping from her neck all the way down to where he knew he’d send her into bliss. He slipped a finger to separate her folds, and darted out and flicked her clit. He felt her shudder with excitement.

Knowing how responsive she was to his touch only fueled his fire. His tongue licked and stroked her, bringing her closer and closer. Then he circled her clit, sucked it over and over again. She tasted as sweet as he imagined, and he couldn’t get enough of her. Slipping a finger into her core he continued to bring her even higher.

She moaned and gripped his shoulders. “Jordan. Oh Jordan.” He knew she was close to her release. “Please Jordan, I . . .” She pulled at him but he ignored her.

Inserting another finger into her wet core, he felt her tighten around him. Her release was powerful and she was clenching his fingers tighter with each new wave that overtook her. Her moans and cries filled the room.

As her body settled, Jordan reached for the foil packet and quickly sheathed himself. When he joined her again, he knew his control was tested more than he thought. He didn’t want to hurt her. Brushing the hair from her face he said, “Gianna, do you know how badly I need you?” Unable to speak, she nodded her response. “I want to take it slow, but…but damn, you’re driving me crazy.”

Gianna pleaded, “Jordan, please, I need to feel you inside me.”

He knew he needed to hold back, go slow. But every cell in his body was crying out to take her hard and fast. Jordan took his time, and first stroked her with the head of his cock. Then entering her slowly he let her adjust to him. She was so wet, but also so fucking tight. He met her eyes and said, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” she said, opening wider for him.

He began moving, thrusting in and out, deeper each time, his rhythm slowly increasing. The deeper he went, the more she arched to meet him. It was getting almost impossible for him to hold back. It felt so fucking amazing with her wrapped around his cock. But he wanted to bring her to a place she’d never been before.

As he entered her wildly, in and out, deeply thrusting, his own body was climbing higher. Now his breathing was coming in gasps that matched hers. He adjusted himself slightly and instantly he could tell he was hitting her sweet spot and driving her wild.

Her nails dug into him just before she cried in ecstasy as another orgasm shook her. He could feel her core clench tightly around him, causing his own release. “Fuck!” he groaned trying to hold back, but he couldn’t and in one last thrust, he exploded in her.

For the first time in his life he collapsed, totally spent, gasping for air. What the fuck did you do to me, Gianna?

Was it seconds, minutes or hours that they laid there trying to catch their breath?

Gianna broke the silence. “I never knew it could be like that.”

“Neither did I.” Jordan was equally shocked by what they just shared. Sex wasn’t something new to him. Hell, over the years, he’d had a lot. Not something he was proud of. But this was unlike anything he had experienced. Could he explain it? No. Did he know what tomorrow would bring? Once again, no. The only thing he was sure of, he would never