Mr. Mitchell Billionaires' Club Book 2 - Raylin Marks Page 0,27
explode when I came. My breathing picked up as I rolled my hips while Jim conjured a deep sensation coiled up in my belly, working like sparks in my bloodstream.
As I rode his hand, Jim gripped my abdomen, pulling me up to where my head rested against his shoulder. His lips pressed against my neck while his tongue gently caressed my skin. While he tasted along my jaw and neck, he dipped two of his fingers into my wet entrance, using that to massage alongside my aching clit.
“Goddamn.” I groaned as my fingers dug his legs. I fisted his jeans tightly, feeling more build-up than I’d ever felt before while having an orgasm.
Jim’s free hand went to my breast. “You’re so fucking hot,” Jim said, his fingers twisting my hardened nipple, adding to the ecstasy of my sudden bliss. “I know you’re close. Your pussy is dripping wet. Fuck,” he said in a raspy voice.
“This is fucking amaz…” It’s all I could mutter while I groaned again. “Shit.”
It was like there was a dam that was preventing the rolling sensation of climaxing and my entire body going into a spasm under Jim’s control. This guy could control my ass all he wanted. My breath caught when his fingers began to roll my clit into circles.
“You’re holding back. Let it go and come on me, gorgeous,” he said, his lips touching mine when I turned to look up into the eyes of the man who was giving me a ride into ecstasy that most women would die for.
His tongue traced around my lips that were slightly open. After hearing his breathing go ragged, I had to see his face. I opened my eyes, feeling so fucking high on Jim working my body like this. His eyes were a swirling green—or maybe that was just my vision going while begging my body to ride out the orgasm Jim kept building deep inside of me. I gripped his legs tighter, opened mine wider, and nipped at his bottom lip. I needed that kiss from earlier today.
Jim only teased my lips with his tongue and his mouth tasting me while I sighed and moaned with every move he made with his hands, waking all of these sensitive parts in me back up again. Aggressive kissing or not, the way he was doing all of this was so insanely hot. The perfect amount of motion and pressure to my clit, his other hand cupping my breasts and using his fingers to roll my nipples between them. And fuck, his lips and warm breath on my neck, behind my ear, my jaw and then brushing over my own lips…he was a master at this. I was his to do with as he pleased at this point.
“Let it go,” he encouraged, nipping my ear.
“Tell me you want to fuck me,” I begged, turning my lips back to his. “God, I need to be fucked.”
Jim brought his lips to my forehead. “I’m definitely going to fuck this tight pussy,” he said in a low voice. “But not before you come in my hand,” he said, slipping his fingers inside me again.
“Fuck. Shit.” I felt like I was exploding in ecstasy, my orgasm so powerful that I arched my ass into him, his fingers chasing my entrance and clit. “Holy…” I couldn’t even speak. Did this guy just find my G-spot like he knew where it was all along?
I’d heard of this, read about it, but it never happened to me. The pressure swirled in my belly while his fingers strummed inside me, and his other hand now worked my clit. I felt his hardness as I stiffly arched into him. Jim’s lips nipped behind my ear, his tongue gracefully tasted my neck, and the surge of power I didn’t realize I carried while climaxing was now coming down on me with more intensity than I could ever imagine.
“Fuck yes,” Jim said, my hands like claws on his legs and my heels dug firmly into the couch. “You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever fucking met, Avery. I need to fuck you more than you know.”
“That’s it, just like that,” I screeched as the dam of sensations erupted out of my pussy, giving Jim everything he conjured out of me. I’d never known my body was capable of having an orgasm this powerful. “Jesus, you’re so good,” was all I could get out through pants of pleasure.
Jim’s breaths were more ragged, and I felt his hard cock press into my