Billionaire's Bed by luisavilaok (best smutty novels .TXT) 📕

My teeth pull at the leather that covers the skin of his sensitive button, eliciting a gasp from her.

My fingers must grip her hips more tightly, even knowing this may leave her scarred tomorrow. She releases an earth-shattering moan as I pull and suck hard, nibbling at her skin and caressing her tortured tissues with the stubble on my chin.

"Le...Leo...nardo..."

She whimpers my name and it makes me even more beastly to hear her mention me, however, she insists:

"Leo...nardo..."

I move away and look at her from below.

“You can call me Leo, baby.

"I…"

I pull away and face forward, anchoring my knees to the sides of her hips and my hands on top of her shoulders.

"What's wrong?" I ask her.

"I shouldn't… be doing this…”

" Are you having second thoughts? Hmmm, yes you are doubting it.”

And the truth is that she would not want to know the reasons why she seems to be hesitating, she would not want to invoke the figure of someone else if that is what now seems to be making her question.

I set her down on the bed and she lies there as I step away and watches me loosen my belt, then drop my pants to the floor. I push my shoes off with my heels and feel the way my cock presses against the tight fabric of my boxer briefs.

She watches carefully.

I take off my boxer, freeing my cock which is very hard and drives me crazy at the idea of ​​being able to bury myself in her delicious core.

I walk over to the bed and get between her legs.

"So," I murmur, "do you have a sexual appetite that doesn't measure up to that…character?" It would be a shame if you don't want to…”

I move closer to her.

I feel the weight of her gaze on my cock. She bites her lower lip and I read each of the gestures that mark her tender muscles.

I sink my knees to the edge of the mattress and brace myself against her core. She parts her lips looking for a deep breath.

With her legs spread wide ready for me, my fingers caress her sensitive area. She's so wet…

I open my way between her core until I penetrate her with my index finger. I let myself in slowly feeling aroused at the way she is so tight and ready for me.

"Oh!" she lets out a little cry.

"Are you sure you still doubt it?"

She smacks her lips as she watches me like a hungry kitten and leaving barely any room between my stimulating fingers down there, I let the tip of my cock plunge into her.

Her whole body tries to arch up but I pin her against the mattress with my body weight.

"P...please...please..." she mentions, taking a deep breath.

I stop.

I stop with the cock already inside her, just my glans has entered while I watch her and start to move circularly.

She brings her hands up to sit on my hips.

“Why do you hesitate, baby? Do not do it. Don't think of anyone but the two of us. Don't think about the idiot who was yelling at you on the phone earlier, okay?”

"Oooh!" She gives another little cry as I bury myself deeper inside her until at least half of it has gone.

Her body responds by raising her hips and anchoring to mine, which put weight on her.

"Gosh," she mutters.

“Do you like it?” I ask her, as I move inside her magnificent sex.

She presses her lips together and finally just nods sheepishly.

”Mmmmm.”

Okay, I guess the tough girl wasn't taught what it's like for a real man to be able to possess her in bed.

So I end up sinking hard into her.

"Do you like it, Gigi?"

”OH!”

”Huh?”

"Y-yes!" I LIKE IT!

I pull out and slam hard into her feeling the impact of our pelvises and thighs slamming together.

"AAARRGGH!" she whimpers.

”You like it like that?”

And another one.

”Yes!”

And stronger.

"OH LEONARDO!"

“I said you could call me Leo.”

She digs her nails into my back as I whip her into hard thrusts. She tries to hold on to me as I fuck her hard. However, my hands seek to cling to her chin, pushing her back and watching her with my fingers closed on her neck, intimidating her while I take her with devotion.

"So I can see you better," I tell her.

She closes her eyes, but soon they meet mine as I penetrate her again and again, moving in and out of that tasty core as if it were a kind of home for me and my desire to be there.