Gambling For The Virgin:A Dark Billionaire Romance(171)

Surrendering to his kiss, I let my hands fall to his waist and I put  them to work, unbuckling his belt. I then open the top button on his  pants and unzip his fly, my skin prickling as his hard cock strains  against his boxer briefs and slaps the back of my hand. Turning my  wrist, I flatten the palm of my hand against his cock and start rubbing  on it, that sweet anticipation building inside of me.

"Missed my cock, babe?" he teases me, running one hand through my hair  and tangling his long fingers in it. He makes me throw my head back and I  gasp, tightening my fingers around his shaft so harshly I wouldn't be  surprised if he complained. Of course, he doesn't; complaining is not  part of his genetic composition.

"I sure did," I purr, letting go of his cock and sliding my hand down  his boxer briefs. I bite on my lower lip as I feel the warmness of his  shaft against my fingertips, and I just grab his thick cock again,  pushing both pants and boxer briefs down with my free hand. He takes the  chance to kick off his shoes, and then steps out of his pants and  boxers. Wanting him completely naked, I push his open shirt down his  arms, and then take a moment to marvel at how perfect his body looks.  Maybe it's because he pushed himself to the limit during the game, but  somehow his muscles look even more toned than before; the lines between  his abs are carved deep on his stomach, and each perfect square feels  like it's made of concrete.

"You know what I spent the whole game thinking of?" he asks me, a grin  on his lips. "Looking down and seeing you on your knees, my cock sliding  in between your lips … " he whispers against my ear, and that's all it  takes for me to go down.

"I'm a natural at motivation, it seems," I tell him the moment my knees  touch the floor. I place my hands on his legs and then move them up to  his waist, closing in on his cock.

I move my fingertips over his skin, tracing the lines separating his  ripped muscles and going down to his inner thighs, but always keep a  dangerous distance between my hands and his cock. He's looking at me  with an untamable hunger in his eyes, and I can tell that he's fighting  against the urge to just grab my hands and place them on his cock. Not  that I'd mind if he did that, but I'm actually enjoying the creases of  anticipation growing on his face as I tease him hard.

"Patience is a virtue … " I say, smiling as I look up at him. "Isn't that what you always say?"

"Fuck patience," he groans, finally relenting and curling his fingers  around my wrist. Wasting no time, he guides my hand toward his cock and I  submit to his desire, grabbing his thick shaft. Giving up on my teasing  ways, I start stroking him as fast as I can, moving my hand up and down  the whole length of his shaft.

Using my free hand, I caress his balls, rolling them over my stretched  fingers; still with my eyes locked on his, I start leaning in toward his  cock. I tilt my head sideways and I reach for the side of his shaft  with the tip of my tongue. Resting it against his warm skin, I run my  tongue down to his balls and, there, I open my mouth and start sucking  on one of them. I take it inside my mouth and, after lapping at it with  my tongue, I move to the other one and do exactly the same.

Sliding my tongue back up his shaft, I only stop at the tip of his cock.  I run my tongue in fast wide circles around it and, then, I finally  lower myself and wrap my lips around his pulsing flesh. Doing it as  slowly as I can, I roll my lips down his shaft until I can feel his cock  pressed against the back of my throat; closing my eyes, I make one  final effort and take the remaining inches inside of my mouth. To be  honest, I have no idea how I'm doing this; his cock is so big that it  should be physically impossible to have him all inside my mouth. I guess  that, with Danny, the impossible becomes possible.

Sliding back over his shaft, I go down again, starting a pendulum  motion. Grabbing his cock, I bob my head back and forth as fast as I  can, my lips making a wet sound as they go over his length. I keep on  stroking him as I do it, my hand and my mouth in sync with one another.

Wanting to go the extra mile, I finally peel my fingers off his cock and  place both my hands on his ass cheeks, digging my fingers into his  flesh and pulling him into me. Holding onto his body, I start moving my  mouth at a frenetic pace, going so fast that the muscles in my neck  start cramping up.

"Where did you learn all that?" Danny asks me, placing both his hands on  my head and pulling his cock out. There's a grin on his lips, one that  tells me that, after this appetizer, he's more than ready to go for the  main course. Grabbing me by the hand, he pulls me up to my feet and  presses me against the wall again, crushing his mouth against mine.

With one hand on my waist, he slides it to my lower back and then pulls  down the zipper on my skirt. After that, he just tugs on it, sending it  down my legs. The fabric pools at my feet and I kick it to a faraway  corner, suddenly feeling exposed just in my tiny thong and black heels,  and liking it.

"Come here," he says, placing his hands under my ass cheeks and lifting  me up. I cross my legs on his lower back, placing one arm over his  shoulder. He presses his body into me and I do the rest, using my free  hand to flick my thong to the side. I bite on my lower lip as I feel the  tip of his cock against my drenched folds, but that's everything I have  the time to do; with one quick thrust he's in me, his thick mast  pushing its way past my inner lips and straining against my inner walls.         

     



 

"So good," I moan, pressing my forehead against his and smiling.

"It is," he agrees, rocking his hips and sliding his cock in and out of  me. I start moaning louder as his thrusts become almost unbearable, the  strength with which he does it shaking me to the core. My skin is  burning, my muscles are electrified, and my mind is boiling. Every  single cell in me is devoted to one single thing: pleasure.

"It's so …  fucking …  good … " I breathe out, the words getting out of me  between thrusts. He says nothing; he just keeps on fucking me, pistoning  into me as if his ultimate purpose on Earth is to please me. Which  sounds pretty good, if I'm allowed to brag.

He keeps on upping his pace until I just can't take it anymore; I throw  my head back, bumping it against the smooth tiles in the wall, and let  out one mighty scream, loud enough for every single person in the  stadium to hear it.

"You keep being this loud, soon enough those reporters are going to bust  their way in," he tells me, but the joking tone in his voice tells me  that he's not worried about it one bit. If anything, we'd just put on a  show great enough to match what Danny did inside the field.

"Let them come," I whisper as I uncross my legs and he puts me down.  Breathing hard, I escape his hold and then sashay to the benches lining  the walls. He follows after me, but before he can lays his hands on me, I  grab one arm of his and push him down onto the bench. I hook my fingers  on my thong and, moving my hips from side to side, slide it down my  legs; then, moving as fast as I can, I jump on top of him, my knees on  the wooden surface of the benches as my hand darts to his cock.

Guiding his shaft right where I need it to be, I ease myself down,  allowing him to pierce me. The moment I feel all of his inches buried  deep inside me, I start moving my hips back and forth in a flowing  motion. I ride him fast and I ride him hard, my eyes closed as moans  just tumble out of my lips.

"That's it," he groans, grabbing my ass cheeks and feeling the movement  of my body. His long fingers over my cheeks from side to side, and a  shiver goes up my side as I feel his fingertips over my crack. Noticing  it, he spreads my cheeks wide and then starts caressing the gap between  them, moving one finger up and down. He stops right over my asshole  then, pressing gently there.

"Oh, God," I gasp as he starts pushing his finger inside my ass, the  movement of my body growing more erratic and violent. He truly drives me  crazy, there's no doubt about it, and somehow I know this is just the  start. With Danny, every limit that I have, or think that I have, is  going to end up shattered. And that's exactly the way I want it.

He starts fingering me as I straddle him, waves of pleasure crashing  against my body as I forget to breathe. If I didn't need to be alive to  keep on fucking him, I don't think that I'd even start to breathe again.  But I do, taking one deep breath of ecstasy as a blend of adrenaline  and pleasure rages through my veins.

I ride myself straight into oblivion, finishing off with one sudden  thrust. I hold my position as the whole universe seems to explode inside  my body, fireworks going off behind my closed eyelids. My brain is on  fire, and I don't even know what rational thought is anymore. I'm just a  wild animal right now, preying on his body and devouring it.

"Oh my --" I don't finish the sentence; the muscles around my throat  become so tense that the words get blocked on the way up. I just throw  my head back and hiss like a serpent, a sudden spasm forcing my muscles  to relax and then to twitch as if I'm being shocked. There's a high  voltage current running through my body right now, my veins and arteries  its conductor. "OH GOD!" I finally manage to say, shouting it at the  top of my lungs as my pussy tightens up around his shaft like a vice.