Mr. Mitchell Billionaires' Club Book 2 - Raylin Marks Page 0,33

would never be able to outdo this, at least I didn’t think so. So long as I was fucking Avery, I think anything would be possible. She was so tight that it had me pushing to bury myself as deep as I could. Avery confirmed this exactly what she wanted, her lips sucking hard against my neck.

“Come inside me, Jim,” she begged with a groan. “Fuck, I’m still going. You feel so good.”

There was no more restraining my need to come and hard inside her. “I’m there, gorgeous,” I drove my cock deep into her, the release more violent than I’d ever experienced. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” I kissed her forehead. “Goddamn,” I said, catching my breath, while her lips swept across my collar bone and back up to my neck.

I felt another internal shiver of release, and moved my cock in her to feel the last of the sensations of her pussy clenching it. This woman not only had me by my dick, given the current situation, but she also had me ultimately at her fucking mercy.

Holy hell, what did I just get my ass into? I wouldn’t be able to go very long without needing this—her—again. Her groans, expressions, tight pussy, and even her beautiful tits that I now sucked on while slowly pushing in and out of her. I was coming down but still feeling like I was coming inside her. This shit just wouldn’t stop. It’s like my dick was in control, and I was giving it the pussy it had waited too many fucking years to find.

Avery intrigued me at first. Her endurable and robust personality. Her sexy as fuck scratchy voice. Her smile and dazzling eyes. I knew I’d eventually wind up fucking her, but never imagined the sensations to be this incredible. I definitely knew we’d most likely wind up fucking each other, I wasn’t that big of an idiot. We flirted too much and our sexual conversations seemed to steer us in this direction.

Even at that, it’s not the sole reason I brought her out her with me. If it never happened—thank God it did—I would have been just as satisfied with having her company. Her personality was something I was becoming more and more drawn to since meeting her on that flight.

I found it soothing to my tired soul to be around her—no business talk, and not being treated like I was some god because of my position or my money. It sounded arrogant, I know. But I’d surrounded myself with women like Julia—God help me with that one—or fucking Lillian, who was insane and virtually planning our marriage after only a few nights together. This was the lonely life I’d carved out for myself.

Then I met Avery. It’s as if my mind were starved to be around a woman who was down to earth and most of all? She was lively, strong willed, and had a mind of her own around me. I was just Jim to her, it was as simple as that. Not the intimidating CEO, the man who had so much wealth that rumor circles constantly questioned what I did with all my money. Avery never once made me think of that part of my life. She made me experience the normal part I’d been missing. The Jim I’d lost after taking over Mitchell and Associates.

With all of these thoughts and feelings surfacing, I felt like she should be afraid of me because, as of this moment, I wouldn’t let her go—not if I could help it anyway.

Chapter Nine

Jim

When I woke up, I should have jumped from the bed and questioned what the hell did I do? I’d slept in, left my phone in my office, and had a dark-haired beauty draped around my body. Our bodies were still molded together where we’d both finally fell asleep after being fully satiated with fucking each other. Instead of fleeing from the bed in a panic, I did the opposite.

I shifted to where she rested her cheek against my shoulder so I could pull her in closer. After more rounds of sex than I deemed possible, and for the first time in too long, my mind was at rest. I shrugged off the immediate concern that was threatening to creep into my peaceful, rousing mind and thought only of this woman who made the impossible happen for me.

Last night was one for the books. She was a wildcat all night, and for the first time since renovating the manor,