Billionaires and Baby Rattles(59)
A hand landed on her ass, and he squeezed. “You shouldn’t make sounds like that if you want to sleep.” The thickness of his voice made the situation worse.
“What are you doing awake?”
He rolled over and landed on top of her. She pushed her ass upward and connected with his erection. Her pussy clenched. He ran hands down her arms and brushed fingers over the sides of her breasts.
“Lean up.”
She did as he asked, and he burrowed beneath her to cup her breasts.
“I-If you want me to sleep, you shouldn’t touch me this way.”
He chuckled. “Who says I want you to sleep?”
“I won’t be any good at work in the morning.”
“Take off.”
“No.”
“Then I will have my fill right now.” He stretched to the nightstand and pulled open the drawer. A condom appeared in his hand.
“I thought we weren’t using them anymore.”
He tore the packet open, and she heard him rolling it into place. When he was done, he raised her hips and placed a pillow beneath them. By the time he squeezed K-Y Jelly onto his fingers, she knew what he intended, and anticipation took over. He bent down to kiss her ass cheek and swatted the skin. She whimpered and wiggled her hips. Another swat, and then he massaged the area.
From the first touch of his fingers at her rear entrance, she was lost. He threaded one finger in and another. The sting got her hot, and she raised her hips a little higher.
“You like that, baby?”
“Yes,” she moaned. “It feels so good.”
“You want more?”
“Yes, please.”
“Say it.”
She shivered and said the words she knew he wanted. He thrust in a third finger and began moving them in and out, around and around. All the strength leaked from her body. She lay there at his mercy. He had all control, which was fine with her.
“You said yesterday you were willing to do this, but tell me. Have you had a man back here before?”
She hesitated, and he smacked her ass. With his fingers inside her, the sensory overload had her nerve endings thrumming. “Yes, I have.”
“You’re a very naughty girl, Kenzie.”
“Yes, will you punish me for it?”
“Of course.”
His fingers disappeared to be replaced by the head of his cock. When he pushed in, she cried out. He froze. She reached back to touch his thigh.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He leaned down and kissed her shoulder, but his pelvis didn’t move. “Relax for me.”
She pulled in a deep breath and let it out in degrees. A little at a time, her muscles began stretching around his girth, allowing him entrance. One inch and then another eased deeper into her ass. When he was buried to the hilt, they both sighed. Easton placed a hand on either side of her head and curved over her body. He rotated his hips, driving in and then retreating. Their hips met and drew apart. She concentrated on the feel of his cock, how it invaded her ass, making her vulnerable, yet giving such pleasure. The pain eased, and she was left with ecstasy. All she desired was more of him, for as long as possible.
“Play with your clit for me,” he commanded.
She reached under her and ran a fingertip over her sensitive bud. A moan rose to her lips. Her core muscles contracted and then released, over and over, to build her to an orgasm. She pinched her clit and keened at the sensation. Coupled with her lover’s movements, she knew she wouldn’t last long. How she wished she could both feel it and see his ass rise, his cock driving into her.
She rubbed her clit harder and pushed her hips upward to take his thrusts. He thumped faster and harder. She cried out his name as her orgasm crested. All control fled, and the bliss exploded from her core to her ass, to her sex, and across her body. Easton pumped on, and then he stilled. He shoved deep and lay flat on top of her, his skin slick with moisture. They lay cheek to cheek, panting, and then she began drifting off to sleep.
* * * *
Kenzie moved about Easton’s room, getting ready for the day. Since she hadn’t worn the clothes she’d brought to his house, she’d showered and donned them. Now her butt and her pussy were sore, but she didn’t mind a bit. The man was insatiable. She would miss him like crazy when this was over.
“You can ride in with me,” Easton said, head poking into the room. “Nadia’s making breakfast since we’re early this time.”
She glanced around. “Nadia?”
“A maid.”
She raised an eyebrow, and he grinned.
“I promise I’ve never slept with her.”
“Whatever.”
He disappeared again, and she dug into her purse for her birth control pills. After popping one out, she raised it to her lips, and her cell phone went off. For some reason, the sudden ringing startled her, and she dropped the pill. In horror, she watched the thing roll under the dresser—the massive dresser she would never be able to move by herself.