Billionaire Undaunted(53)

She pulled on her wrist, automatically wanting to twine her arms around his neck.

When he broke the embrace to move his tongue down her neck and to her breasts, Ellie was already half crazy. “Please,” she pleaded. “Fuck me.”

He lifted his mouth from her skin long enough to confess, “I love it when you talk dirty to me. I love it when you’re so desperate that all you can think about is me inside you.”

“I’m more than desperate,” she whined, wrapping her fingers around the taut restraints and clenching them so hard that the fabric would never be the same.

He nipped and tongued her breasts, alternating from one to the other, and Ellie squirmed beneath his touch, needing to feel all of him.

Shivering as he moved his mouth down her belly, she raised her hips, unable to voice her need.

Just when she was ready to scream with frustration, Zane moved back, shoved her legs apart and moved between them. “Tell me you want me, Ellie. Say it,” he demanded.

His mouth was so close to her pussy that she could feel his warm breath on her core.

“I need you. Please, Zane.”

“What do you need?”

“I need you to make me come. Now,” she insisted, desperate to do so, but unable to grasp his hair and shove his head between her legs.

She quivered as she finally felt the light touch of his mouth on her, his tongue gently delving between her folds. Pushing her legs up and back, he licked her from anus to clit, lapping up everything he could get before his tongue flicked over the tiny bundle of nerves that was pulsating as her core clenched almost painfully.

His mouth devoured her, his tongue tortuously exploring her pussy. She moaned as the pressure on her clit became harder and harder. “Yes. Yes, please. More,” she pleaded desperately in a voice she hardly recognized as her own.

Just as she was ready to orgasm, he pushed her over the top, thrusting two fingers into her channel and filling her, thrusting in and out furiously, matching the crazy rhythm of his tongue.

Her gut twisted, and then the pleasure flowed through her entire body, centering on the ferocious, carnal pleasure she was getting from relying on Zane for every wave of erotic pulsation that was overwhelming her body.

Ellie’s climax crashed over her body explosively, uncontrollably. “Zane!” She screamed out his name as her fists clenched the ties that bound her to the bed.

He prolonged her ecstasy as long as he possibly could, never slowing down his endless pursuit to lap every ounce of her juices like a man who hadn’t had anything to drink for days.

Ellie’s thighs and pussy were still quivering as Zane reared up, his eyes instantly meeting hers. “Jesus, Ellie! You look so damn…” He looked as if he was searching for the words. “Mine,” he concluded fiercely.

She panted, trying to catch her breath. “Then take what’s yours,” she gasped, desperate for him to be inside her. “Please.”

His face registered a feral, possessive expression before he reached up, released her hands from the bindings, and then flipped her onto her belly, urging her up on her hands and knees. Surprised, Ellie did what he wanted, knowing he wanted to claim her in the most primitive way possible. He’d never done this before, generally preferring they were face-to-face when he was fucking her into a state of madness, wanting to see her come.

The slap to her ass was firm and she jolted in shock as he grunted. “Never push me this far, Ellie, or this is what you’ll get.” He smacked her rear a few more times, and then rubbed his hand covetously over the stinging flesh. He delved between her thighs, stroking her pussy after every erotic smack.

She moaned as he finally entered her from behind, burying his cock to the root. The sensation was so damn erotic that she couldn’t stop groaning with pleasure, her hands clenching the sheets beneath her.

Gripping her hips, Zane showed her no mercy as he pummeled her over and over again with his cock, pulling her ass back against him with every thrust.

“Oh, my God, Zane! Yes!” He felt so deep in this position, and she knew he was as lost to this carnal mating as she was right now.

Ellie could feel her body perspiring, feeling like she was burning from the inside and it was spreading outward to every inch of her flesh. Pushing back, she tried to make their bodies meet harder, the slapping of their flesh and harsh breathing the only sounds in the room.

“Harder,” she urged, not wanting him to stop.

“Good,” Zane rasped. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Yes,” Ellie hissed, pushing back as he pulled on her hips, needing him so desperately that only this rough, hard mating was going to satisfy her.

“Tell me you’re mine, Ellie. Tell me that you’ll never leave,” he rumbled, tightening his hold on her flesh as he pounded into her.