Mr. Mitchell Billionaires' Club Book 2 - Raylin Marks Page 0,31
me from her long lashes. “I’ll have to convince you of oral before this week is over.”
I closed my eyes when she used my precum to lubricate her palm and began stroking my cock. “That feels so fucking good,” I groaned.
Her lips were against my stomach and trailing up to my neck. “Imagine my lips wrapped around your long cock instead of my hand.”
I smiled through the ecstasy of her stroking me. “Not after watching you eat that green bean, gorgeous.”
She’d transfixed me and placed me under her spell, and I seriously couldn’t remember how I ended up laying back on my desk while she brought her fingers to her lips. “You taste amazing,” she said, licking my precum off her hands.
I went to lean up, but she held me down. “I’m not giving you a blow job,” she said, tearing a condom wrapper open. “I’m going to ride your sexy ass into the same ecstasy you showed me earlier. I’m fucking you, Jim.”
What the hell was this sexy woman doing with my mind, body, and—dare I even say the word—soul? There was no way I could be this fucking submissive to a woman. I couldn’t be. I could never allow a woman to have any control over me, and yet here I was, watching her roll on the condom and putting way too much trust in her. I was at her mercy, and there was nothing I could do about it, and hell if I wanted to.
She climbed up on me while I pulled myself back on my desk. Thank God it was unusually long and nearly the size of a dining table, or this sure as hell wouldn’t work.
“Are you done with this?” she asked, reaching toward my laptop that was close to falling off the side.
“Depends. You don’t know if I can multitask or not,” I said, feeling more vulnerable to a woman than I had ever been in my life.
“I’m moving this shit and fucking you,” she said, her scratchy voice sultry and irresistible.
I smirked. “We’ll see about—”
My eyes closed, and I was silenced while she rubbed her slick entrance over my abdomen. “Your body is sexy as fuck,” she said, moving back to where my cock was fully erect. “You failed as my host, you know?”
“Is this my punishment?” I asked, trying to act like I was not under her seduction in more ways than one.
Her lips were on mine, and her kiss started with her gently biting my bottom lip and running her hands through my hair. My hands skimmed up her straddled legs, and I cupped her perfect, tight ass.
I drank from her tasty kiss, and then her lips roamed to my neck and then my cheek, then back to her enthusiastic kiss. I wanted to be pissed as she pulled away, but in reopening my eyes, she was positioning herself to slide down on my dick. I was going to come at the sight of her.
Her blue eyes were daring, and her lips turned up slightly while part of her long hair fell over her shoulder. I watched her gently rub my dick back and forth over her clit. My breath caught at the sensations of her bringing my tip to her slick entrance.
Avery’s eyes met mine when she slid the tip of my dick into her. “Hell,” I said, bracing myself by gripping her legs. “You’re tighter than fuck,” I said, knowing I probably wouldn’t even be all the way in before I lost it early.
Think about the goddamn docuseries, Jim. The boring as fuck docuseries.
“It’s been longer than I want to admit,” she said. “You’re about to loosen this tight pussy back up again, you up for that job?” she asked.
“More than, gorgeous,” I said, not knowing if this would turn out to be the worst failure of my life. I’d fucked enough women to keep this premature ejaculation shit at bay. Now here I was, begging my cock to ride this out so I could enjoy the first time of letting a woman take control.
She bit her bottom lip as she slid further down my cock, and I groaned as I held back the cum that was at the brink of exploding out of me. This felt better than any fucking thing in the world. Her tight, warm pussy was clenched around my hardness, and her expression was indescribable.
“You’re so fucking huge,” she panted out, moving her hips in circles, and me coming out of my skin in sensations