The Billionaire's Beautiful Runaway by Dakota Rebel (novels to read for beginners .TXT) 📕

sensation twisting down to my core. I bucked beneath him, calling out his name. My hands tore at his sweater. He helped me tug it off then went right back to his torment. I shoved my fingers into his thick, dark locks, holding him there while he sucked and licked. His hand molded the mound. Then the other joined, learning the dimensions of my other breast. He pinched and pulled at the tip, and my pussy flooded in reaction. I knew when he touched me, I’d be embarrassingly slick for him. So ready for his cock.

My hands slid down the muscular expanse of his bare back until they reached his waistband. Undeterred, I slipped my fingertips just beneath it. Luke moaned against me, shifting. His covered cock thrust into my center, and lights flashed across my vision. Holy…

“Do that again,” I breathed. “Oh God!” I cried when he complied. It felt so good, better than I’d imagined. I’d touched myself before, and honestly, nothing of consequence had ever happened. I’d begun to believe that whole clit and orgasm thing was a myth.

There was no myth here.

Good lord, I wanted to have him rub against me for the rest of my life. And to think, I could have had this weeks ago.

“You’re thinking too much,” he growled against my neck.

“No…it feels good. I was just thinking…we could have done this sooner if I hadn’t—”

He kissed me and smothered my recrimination. His lips brushed over mine, taking, tasting, soothing occasional nips until he leaned his forehead against mine. “You weren’t ready then. You had to be ready, because I’m not playing to you—I am not letting you go.”

I swallowed hard, drowning in his eyes. How could I have run from this, and now, I was jumping in with Luke without reservation?

Because it was Luke.

I was still uncertain about the future, but underlying everything else, I trusted him. Never breaking eye contact, I reached between us and wrenched open the button on his pants. I didn’t hesitate or think about my lack of experience as I shoved down his zipper.

Luke didn’t reach in to help me. He just let me disrobe him, probably understanding I needed to take this step. It had to be all me. But as soon as I pushed down his pants and boxer-briefs and my fingers closed around his cock—his oh-my-God huge cock—he sprang into action.

The rest of my clothes were gone in a flash, and our naked bodies were moving against each other as if it were the most natural thing in the world. And maybe, it was at the most basic of levels.

He kissed me tenderly, his hands stroking over me as if he were intent on learning every curve and finding every secret that had been hidden by my clothes. I did the same. The man was so hard and strong, without a soft spot on him as his smooth, warm skin stretched over the firm muscles.

“How are you so built?” I muttered. His fitness was a little intimidating. “I mean…don’t you sit at a desk all day?”

He chuckled against my skin as he kissed a line between my breasts. I fought the urge to shove him away from my soft belly before he reached it. I was slim, but not super fit like him.

“Hardly,” he said. “I’m in the field a lot. And lately, in the gym a lot, too. You have no idea the frustration I’ve had to work off.”

“I might have an inkling. Some of us just work off out frustration with Ben and… Oh my God!”

Luke sucked hard on my clit, and I bucked under him, overwhelmed by the sudden orgasm that hit me at his touch.

“That’s right, baby,” he murmured, pulling my legs over his shoulders. His fingers came to play, parting me, stroking me while his mouth explored but unerringly returned to my sensitive nub every few seconds to keep me edging closer and closer to another release. But after the initial one, he kept drawing back and keeping me from tumbling over, making me insane with need for more. Sadist.

“Luke, please…” I begged, writhing as his tongue teased at my opening. “I…please,” I moaned.

He pressed his lips the top of my mound, staring up at me, white-hot passion in his eyes. As he moved over me, trailing kisses up me, I knew this was it. This was the moment I’d be completely his, the moment I’d lose my virginity and enter a whole new world. His cock was hot and heavy between us, and I wrapped my fingers around the hot, steel rod, squeezing and running my hand along it to feel what would soon be inside me.

Luke moaned against my collarbone. “It feels so good to have you touch me. I’ve needed you for so long.” Together, we positioned him at my opening. “Now, you’ll be fully mine, Laura. Tell me to stop now because I will never let go once I have you.”

It was an out I didn’t want. Yes, I needed to figure out my way in the world and find independence outside of my family, but I’d have to navigate it with Luke beside me. Sometimes, inside me. A lot.

At the moment, nothing was more important than us being one.

“I’m sure. I want this.” I grinned him. “Consequences and all.”

“All good consequences,” he promised. We both groaned in unison again as his cock started pushing inside. So slowly.

I clenched around him. “Luke,” I cried.

He froze. “Stop?” he whispered, concern and a touch of pain in his gaze.

“No, God, no, don’t stop.” I shook my head frantically. “More. Give me more. Fast. Give me all of it,” I begged.

His lips brushed over mine. “Anything you want.”

And he surged forward, going deep. I arched, crying out beneath him, my fingers digging into his shoulders. Luke stilled again, and I knew he was waiting to make sure I was okay.

“I’m good. It’s good,” I whispered. I curled a hand behind his head and brought his lips back to