Billionaire’s Sins by L. Steele

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Ava

His features contort, he throws back his head, and with a muted roar, shoots his load down my throat. His orgasm seems to go on and on and I watch, entranced, as his big body shudders. His shoulders draw in and his massive chest heaves. His cheeks are flushed, the hollows under his cheeks are more prominent. He seems like a man in the throes of emotional turmoil, a man who is at the end of his tether.

The musky, peaty taste of his cum explodes on my palate, and I swallow and suck on him. Damn him, but the sight of him falling apart is burned into my brain. It’s something I’ll never forget. This power over him, this sense of control that infuses me, turns me on. I slide my hand around to squeeze his butt, then slip my finger in between his arsecheeks to tease his puckered hole.

His entire body jerks.

He lowers his head, locking his gaze with mine, then tugs on my hair. His dick slips out, and he urges me up to my feet.

"Not had enough, Eve?" He thrusts his face into mine, "What the hell do you want from me?"

"The same thing you want from me."

"Want me to fuck you properly, is that it?"

"Finally." I chuckle, the sound harsh. "Took you long enough to get the memo."

A snarl twists his lips and a rush of fear courses through my veins. Shit, shit, shit. What is wrong with me? Why am I pushing him?Why am I taunting him further, when he already seems to have lost control?

He releases my hair, only to wrap his fingers around the nape of my neck. He pulls me up to my tiptoes, my skull resting on his fingertips. I raise my eyes, meet his burning gaze. The breath rushes out of me. The lust in his eyes, the anguish, the helplessness... It’s as if he hates himself, but can’t stop himself from what he is going to do, and for a minute, I feel sorry for him.

His fingers meet in the front of my throat and when he increases the pressure on my nape, my breath hitches.

I part my lips and he lowers his head until his nose bumps mine. Our breaths mingle and the thud-thud-thud of my heartbeat fills my ears. I hold his gaze as he opens his mouth over mine. He slips his tongue in between my lips, tangles it with mine. Pinpricks of heat vibrate from the contact. My chest tightens and a ball of emotion clogs my throat. For some reason, this feels very intimate, more than all of the previous times he’s kissed me. Maybe it’s because he has his eyes open, and I can take in the sparks of silver that flash in them. He tilts his head and deepens the kiss. I raise my hand and he grabs my wrist, bringing it up above my head, and holds it there, then presses his chest against mine. He thrusts his thigh between my legs and I part them. I wind my other hand about his shoulder, hold on as he thrusts his hips forward and his hard shaft digs into my belly.

A groan rolls up my throat and he swallows it. I slide my hand between us, my fingertips graze the crown of his cock, and he hisses against my mouth. I wrap my fingers around it and his chest heaves. He breaks the kiss to stare into my eyes as I begin to pump him up and down, up and down. His nostrils flare. He releases his hold on my neck and hand, then bends and grabs me under my thighs. He lifts me up and I squeak, wind my legs around his waist. He reaches behind me to shut off the shower, then walks out of the cubicle. He lowers me to the ground, reaches around me to grab a towel, then proceeds to wipe me down. His movements are brisk, almost impersonal, but the thick length of his cock points to just how aroused he really is. When I am dry, he drags the towel down his body, flings it aside. Then, closing the distance between us, he scoops me up. He walks over to my bed and lowers me onto it. On my back, I watch as he rakes his gaze down my body.

"Spread your legs," he commands, and hell, if I don’t come right then. I part my thighs and he stares at my pussy with unconcealed greed. He licks his lips and I swallow. He lowers to the floor between my legs, circles my ankles with his fingers and tugs until my butt is poised at the edge of the bed. He hooks my knees over his shoulders, then lowers his head to my core. He breathes in deeply and my stomach quivers.

"The scent of your pussy..." He draws in another breath and his shoulders heave, "It’s pure aphrodisiac. Why did I ever think that I could resist it?" He stares up at me and his eyes gleam. "I’ll never forget this, Eve, not as long as I live."

"Wait." I blink, "What do you mean—?" I throw my head back and gasp as he licks up my slit in one long, slow sweep.

"Oh, my god." I groan as he follows that up with another long swipe of his tongue. I jerk my body up and off the mattress. He licks me a third time and my eyes roll back in my head.

"I am ready to break my fast, little Eve, will you feed me?"

He closes his mouth around my pussy and I cry out. He thrusts his tongue inside my aching core. I dig my fingers into the sheets, squeeze my thighs around his head. "Omigod. Omigod," I wail. "Edward, please—"

He brings his hand up to pinch my nipple and I explode. The orgasm crashes over me with no warning. It sweeps up my body, exploding behind my eyes, and I cry out. I shudder as the climax grips me, then ebbs away. I slump. My muscles slacken. He continues to lick my clit, curls his tongue around the swollen nub and I moan. "Please" I whisper, "please, Ed."

He rises up, forcing me to open my legs further. The bed dips as he lowers his weight onto his elbows and brackets me in. The heat from his body slams into my chest, coils around me, pours into my skin and heats my blood. He peers deep into my eyes. "Do you still want me?"

"Yes," I moan. "Fuck me, Ed."

A fierce look heats his eyes. Those golden eyes blaze, mirrored pools of desire in which I can see myself, see my lust reflected in how his breathing intensifies. His nostrils flare. He reaches down to position his dick at my entrance then pauses. "Condom," he growls. "I need a condom."

"Oh." I blink, try to pull my thoughts together. Of course, we do. I hadn’t even considered it, as out of my head with lust as I am. "I… I don’t have any."

He frowns. "I'm clean." His lips twist.

Of course, he is, he's been celibate for as long as he's been a priest. And he's going to break his abstinence with me. I gulp, his scowl intensifies. He tilts his head and I realize he's waiting for me to speak. What...what was it I was going to say?

"Eve?" He prompts, "I said I'm clean."

"Uh, I... I am clean too." I blink rapidly. "Also, I am on the pill." I've actually been on the pill for years due to my irregular periods. Of course, it had crossed my mind that this meant if Ed made love to me, there wouldn't need to be any barriers between us. I confess though that I didn't think that it could actually happen. My breath catches, as the enormity of the situation sinks in. OMG, Edward's here and he's going to fuck me... Without a condom.

His shoulders flex and his biceps seem to bulge. "Good," he rumbles as he lowers himself between my knees.

Leaning over, he cups my cheek, then kisses me. He tilts his head, brushes his lips over mine again and again. He kisses me with such tenderness that my heart trembles and my toes curl. I flutter my eyelids down, wind my arms about his neck and open my mouth, my body, my heart to him.

"You ready?" he whispers, and his hot breath sears my mouth.

I nod, and he positions himself against my slit. The crown of his dick nudges my opening, and I draw in a breath. Oh, my god, it’s happening. It’s really, really happening. Edward is going to make love to me. I swallow, and he must sense my sudden panic because he brushes my mouth with his. "Shh, don’t worry. I’ll take care of you, Eve."

I gaze up at him. "You…you will?"

He nods. "Do you trust me?"

I pause.

"Do you?" He holds my gaze. "Do you, Eve?"

I swallow again, then nod.

"Say it then," he commands.

"I… I trust you, Edward."

A smile curves his lips. "Then promise me you won’t believe what you’ll hear about me."

"Hear about you?" I scowl. "What do you—?"

He pushes forward and breaches me.

"Oh!" Pain radiates out from my core and I gasp.

He freezes. "The hell?" His gaze seems to clear and his features twist. "Are you a virgin, Eve?"