Hacking Mr. CEO (Billionaire Heists #3) by Anna Hackett

As her hands slid up his thighs, every muscle in Mav’s body locked. “Oh?”

She smiled, her fingers moving to his belt buckle.

“Yes, I’m going to suck that big cock of yours.”





Remi


I felt the tension vibrating in Mav’s big body.

Because of me.

Oh yeah, I loved driving this man wild.

I finished unbuckling his belt and opened his jeans. His thick cock sprang free.

Hot flames licked at my belly. I was almost shaking with the need to touch him, pleasure him. I gripped his cock, and stroked down to the base. He let out a low groan.

“What was that, Mr. Rivera?” she teased.

“I can’t think with your face so close to my cock.”

“Good.” I leaned in. God, he was so thick and long.

“And feeling you breathing on it makes it even worse,” he added.

That bossy, grumpy tone got to me every time.

“Clamp those big hands of yours on the arms of your chair. I’m in charge now.”

His dark eyes flashed. “Really?”

I pumped his cock and got another groan. “Really.”

“I can’t believe I’m letting you do this.” His voice was a growl.

“Like I said, you aren’t in charge.”

“Remi, put your mouth on me before I lose my mind.”

My gaze locked on his. That hungry expression on his rugged face made me wet between my legs.

Staring at him, I leaned closer and licked the head of his cock. He growled. Oh, that need, that hunger was all for me.

I licked again, swirling my tongue around the swollen head of his erection. My hair slid forward, brushing his skin.

He jerked in the chair, and I saw his knuckles turn white as he gripped the armrests.

I closed my mouth on his cock and sucked.

His tortured groan sent up butterflies in my belly. With a growl, one of his hands slid into my hair, massaging my scalp.

The man just had to take charge. Luckily, I liked it, and because he wasn’t directing or forcing me, I just closed my eyes and kept working him.

“You’re so damn hot, Remi. You drive me crazy.”

His voice was so guttural that I could barely understand him.

I swirled my tongue, and heard him suck in a breath. Gently, he nudged me further down, his cock going deep.

My fingers dug into his hard thighs.

“God, angel.” He growled. “That’s it, swallow me.”

I moved up and down—taking him deep, then moving until just the head was in my mouth.

I loved his cock. I loved driving him wild. His big body vibrated under me, his fingers firm against my scalp.

“Angel… Remi…”

His hips bucked up, driving him deeper. My vision blurred, sensation exploding. Shit, I was going to come just from this.

He grunted, then groaned my name. With another thrust, he came, exploding down my throat.

I trembled, on the verge of my own climax.

He gently eased out of my mouth, and then I was yanked onto his lap.

I was panting.

“That mouth of yours.” He yanked me in and kissed me.

I squirmed, desire leaving me needy and lightheaded.

“What’s my angel need?” His brown eyes were on me—hot, and filled with something I couldn’t put a name to.

Or maybe I was afraid to, in case I was just imagining what I wanted to see.

His hands slid down my thighs, back up and inside my leggings.

“Mav,” I gasped.

“Shh, now I’m going to give you what you need.”

His hand went straight into my panties.

“So wet, angel. You love my cock, don’t you?”

His knuckles rubbed my clit. On a husky cry, I exploded.

My body jerked and shuddered. Mav held me tight, rubbing my clit until I touched his hand and pushed him away.

His strong arms closed around me.

With a contented sigh, I leaned back against him. Again, I felt that safe feeling.

I closed my eyes. Part of me said not to trust it. People had been disappearing all my life. Letting me down. Hearts were so damn hard to repair, so it was better to keep it light, have fun, and not risk anything deeper.

I kissed the underside of his jaw.

“That was nice,” I said.

“Nice?”

“Sorry. That was off-the-charts, mind blowing.”

He pinched my side. “That’s better.”

“Hot sex with you is a definite side benefit of this whole situation.”

I saw him frown.

The computer pinged.

“It’s Ruben,” he said.

I scrambled up and out of view. I needed to tidy up. I grabbed a bottle of water off the desk and sipped.

On the screen, Ruben was frowning. Behind him, I heard an alarm going off.

“Mav,” Ruben said. “We have a minor security breach.”

“Oh?” Mav said, stiffening.

Ruben sighed. “It’s Tisdale.” The director shook his head. “He cut the fence. The security team’s been dispatched.”

“Okay. He really needs help, Ruben.”

“I know. We’ve tried. He’s a smart guy, but his demons are hard to tame, and right now he doesn’t seem to want to tame them.”

Mav nodded, and pressed a hand to the back of his neck. “Keep me posted.”

The chat window closed.