Mr. Mitchell Billionaires' Club Book 2 - Raylin Marks Page 0,102
a bit more reserved than his counterpart. “We’ll see you tomorrow, Av.”
“Sounds great, and I’ll tell him,” Avery answered with a high-spirited laugh.
“Oh,” I heard Clay say, “and tell Jim we’re all decided on the pewter dress. He gets no vote.”
Avery laughed again. “See you boys later.”
The doors closed, and it was just Avery and me now. I watched in desire as she pranced across the room in her tank and no bra, completely unaware of where I sat secretly admiring her.
I rose, knowing I had to change into my suit, but I couldn’t go the entire night without being inside her. She was washing her hands in one of the sinks when I walked in and handed her a towel to dry them.
“God help me,” I said, looking at her naturally sharp and striking features that had been accentuated by the way her makeup was done. “You look so beautiful.”
Avery chewed on her bottom lip while my eyes drank in her beauty. Half of her hair was pulled up and fashioned to complement the artistic skill of her makeup. Her vivid blue eyes held mine captive, and I seriously had to control myself.
“Why thank you,” she teased me with a seductive grin, “but it’s Clay and Joe’s masterpiece you’re admiring.”
“I’m admiring a woman that I’m so grateful to have in my life.”
She turned back to face me. “I met Ash tonight…” She stopped herself then eyed me, it had to be the expression of needing her that she saw on my face. She ran her hand over my hard cock and grinned. “We have an hour, I think, and I’m full from all the food that was brought in the room. You weren’t lying about that buffet, were you?”
I laughed, grabbed her ass, and lifted her up to wrap her legs around my waist. “I wasn’t lying about my fucking you before this thing, either.”
Her hands ran down the center of my chest as I walked over to the mirror and turned her to face it. She smiled daringly at me through the reflection. “I was wondering if you’d failed as my host again.”
“Never,” I said, wrapping my hands around her waist and pulling her shorts and thong down. My shorts were on the ground after. I pulled a condom out of the toiletry bag I had close by, ripped the fucker open, and rolled it on my hard cock. “In fact, I’m going to hit that spot with my cock, and watch you take me like this through that mirror.”
Avery planted her hands on the long granite countertop and wiggled her ass in front of me. “What are you waiting for, hotshot?” she taunted with a smile.
I leaned forward to kiss along her neck while I lined myself up to her wet entrance. “You want it like this? I can’t promise I’ll be gentle.”
“I don’t want it gentle,” she said as I slid my dick into her hot and tight sex. “Oh, yes,” she moaned, her ass arching into me. “God, I’ve missed you.”
I watched her eyes close as I slid further in, knowing her sensitive spot wasn’t deep. “Tell me when I’m on it,” I said, feeling every last tense nerve from earlier swiftly fleeing, and all that mattered now was bringing my girl to climax. Watching her through the mirror was enhancing the ecstasy of the moment.
“Fuck, you’re still so tight.” I bent forward and kissed her neck while moving my tip against the inside of her. I wanted to go deep and hard, but her moans as I slid in and out of her like this held back my selfish desires.
“Oh my God,” she said as I continued to move my throbbing dick in and out of her. I gripped her hips, using them to position her while I worked pleasure point. “Fuck,” she cried out with her voice that did more things to me than I could explain.
I had one arm on her shoulder, one on her hips, while I worked her sweet spot with my dick. “That’s it,” I said, my cock massaging her G-spot. “Come on, gorgeous,” I said, feeling her pussy constrict around my cock. “Let it go. I’m going to come so deep inside you.”
Her eyes were trance-like when they met mine in the mirror. She was so damn sexy. “I’m so close,” she said, her hands clenched into fists as I worked her pussy. I attentively watched her lick her lips, mouth open, and her beautiful tits bounced underneath