Billionaire Bad Boys of Romance 2(153)

The sounds of their red-hot sex filled the bathroom and the visual of their reflected mating teased her in the mirror as Keyonna watched Nick push and pull into her. His movements grew more driven and feral and each time he bottomed out inside her, they both grunted with half-agony, half-pleasure. This was exactly what Keyonna had needed; this was what she’d demanded for. Nick’s cock virtually assaulting her pussy, the sound of his skin smacking against the back of her thighs and buttocks as their moans of ecstasy echoed around them.

Eager for an even deeper connection, Keyonna strained her neck to the side and gazed up at Nick’s curvy mouth, her lips brushing against his jaw to get his attention. To her delight he responded instantly, bending to seize her lips in a ravenous kiss. His tongue thrust deep inside to massage against hers as his thrusts drilled faster.

“Having a hot new wife like you makes a man want to have all kinds of sex in all kinds of places,” Nick rasped thickly into her open mouth, and Keyonna shuddered deliciously in response.

“Considering my husband is freaking hot as well, I fully intend to oblige whatever he suggests,” Keyonna said on a gasp and a giggle. Her breasts swung and jiggled as he slammed into her harder.

“Oh damn that feels good,” she whispered huskily, turning to watch again in the mirror. Nick grunted some response she couldn’t discern, and then she watched with bated breath as he slid his hand down her belly and over the light strip of curls on her mound till he unveiled her clit. Keyonna let out a wail of approval when he pressed firmly unto that little swollen bead while he stroked in and out of her more powerfully.

His free hand cupped her breasts one after the other, pleasuring them as he fucked her down to the bone. Keyonna blinked several times, feeling layer after layer of bliss engulf her as her orgasm swelled. Keyonna felt Nick increase the pressure on her clit while his pace grew almost manic, his grunts deep and loud. Keyonna knew he was just as close as she was; knew the oncoming crash would be titanic.

Her legs began to tremble and she lifted her arms to clutch behind his neck as deep within, her pussy tightened around him like a fist closing and opening. He whispered four words in her ear that had her ass moving harder against his pelvic bone as she hounded after her release: “Come for me, Keyonna.”

Keyonna heard herself crying out, “Nick…oh fuck, I’m coming!” just as her orgasm slammed into her like a freight train. He rode it out with her, shouting her name as he came deep inside her, his throbbing cock brimming her once again with his hot seed. He continued to stroke inside her as he reached down for a kiss, letting the final waves of their conjoined orgasm wash through them.

Keyonna’s muscles didn’t stop breathing around his cock, and because she wanted this special contact to last just that much longer, she whispered to him not to pull out yet.

“Nothing could drag me away,” Nick growled, meeting her eyes in the mirror.

His hand was still cupped over her sex, and Keyonna sighed deeply as she lifted her hand to his cheek and turned for one more kiss.



Keyonna remembered they’d washed off the traces of their wild, sweaty romp in the shower and then had tumbled back into bed, Nick holding her close and kissing the top of her head as he ordered her gently to get some rest. Keyonna closed her eyes obediently, and it felt like only moments later that she woke up and found herself alone in the sheets.

But now her sexy lover and husband had returned, and he was right where she needed him to be. Close at her side, holding her and kissing her in ways that made her feel both treasured as well as desired. His woman. His wife. It gave Keyonna the best feeling in the world to think she was cherished by the man who already meant the world to her.

Nick drew her down with him until they lay side by side on the pillows. Their lips drew apart but she still felt their silken connection, the mirroring passion in their locked gaze. The way he looked at her…almost like he didn’t believe she was the same person, made Keyonna feel shy as she ducked her face. But then he chuckled softly, his hand lifting to stroke her cheek. Keyonna instantly turned her face inside his palm, kissing it softly.

“I love you,” Nick said suddenly.

Keyonna drew in a sharp breath and stared up at him, knowing deep down inside that this was the first time ever she’d heard him say those words to her. It felt so good to hear them now, better than if he’d said them a million time before. Because she knew in her heart he meant them.

“Oh Nick,” Keyonna breathed, sliding closer to kiss him on the lips lingeringly. It was moments like this that she didn’t care so much about her memory loss. What did the past matter when the present felt so dreamy? And the future had never looked brighter than it did right then, with Nick’s lips warm and sweet merging firmly with hers.