Billionaire Bachelors 9 : Hidden Treasure(59)

He lowered one of his hands and smoothed over her stomach, seductively bending her over so that he was positioned just right for his arousal to wedge itself between her legs and rub against the outside of her core, hitting just the right place to stoke her fire even higher.

"Colt … " she cried out as he began kissing the back of her neck.

He moved his hips, letting his length rub her sensitive core, hitting her swollen pink pearl again and again while he massaged one breast, applying the perfect pressure as he pinched the nipple.

"I don't think you've gotten clean enough," he told her as he grabbed the body wash and poured some on his hands, then held her tightly below her br**sts with one arm while he began moving a soapy hand across her stomach and circled her belly button before going to her core, where his hardness was still pressed.

He continued moving his h*ps slowly against her while his fingers moved in and began rubbing her flesh, making her cry out in pleasure as she came close to peaking. As if he could tell she was about to fall over the edge, he pulled back and shifted his fingers elsewhere on her folds, making her groan in frustration.


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Between her shallow pantings, she tried to form coherent words, tried to tell him to quit torturing her. But she didn't want him to stop, because even though she wanted release, this torment he was putting her through was the sweetest of pleasure, and she never wanted it to end.

When his now suds-free fingers slipped inside her heat, with his manhood still resting along the outer edges, Brielle's knees began to buckle. Colt held her up while he stroked quickly in and out of her while sucking on her neck.

That was all it took. Release ripped through her, and he drew out the orgasm, making her body pulse against him for what seemed like hours and finally leaving her limp.

"You make me go crazy with wanting you," he groaned against her neck as his erection throbbed against her. "Feeling the force of your pleasure is beyond anything I can describe."

Brielle was shaking so much now that the weight of her five-foot-three frame was all in his arms. The sensation of his hardness still so close to her heat made her realize this wasn't over. She didn't want it to be over. Her orgasm had been more than good, but she had no doubt that with him filling her to completeness, the pleasure would be mind-boggling.

When her shaking got under control, she turned around, needing to see him, feel his lips against hers. Then she was grasping his face, pulling him to her, taking control of his mouth, with her tongue tracing his lips before slipping inside.

His involuntary groans increased her confidence, and she rubbed her br**sts against his chest, pushed her stomach against the thick shaft she wanted inside her. This man was driving her to the highest reaches of heaven and she didn't want to come back down to earth ever again.

Reaching down, Brielle wrapped her slender fingers around his arousal and squeezed, making his hands grip her behind as he groaned again. She was on fire despite the water that was still raining all around them, and the slickness of their bodies together was sending her to new heights of pleasure.

She lifted one leg and wrapped it around his waist, then guided his manhood straight to her core. She was through with foreplay. She wanted him inside her, and she wanted it now. Colt's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't hesitate as he lifted her up and braced her back against the wall.

Then, in one smooth thrust, he buried himself deep inside her heat and began pumping in and out, her folds well lubricated with her earlier release, helping him glide easily as his rhythm increased in intensity, stimulating every nerve ending from within.

Angling his head down, he buried his face between her br**sts and sucked first on one side, then the other, bruising the skin slightly as he nipped it, making her cry out in passion. The sound of their wet skin slapping together only added to their delight, only added to the music of their moans echoing off the shower walls. 

Brielle began panting and threw her head back against the wall while his fingers squeezed the flesh of her derrière and his erection pummeled her. "More!" she cried, urging him to go even faster. The pressure built and built until she couldn't take much more.

Suddenly, he plunged up to the hilt and then began shaking as his arousal pulsed against the walls of her core, giving her exactly what she needed for relief. As he slowed his movements and drained his hot seed into her, she attained her own release, screaming in ecstasy as she clenched against him. The orgasm went on and on.

When the last of the tremors tore through her, Brielle sagged against Colt, wondering how she would ever be able to step from this shower. Were her legs capable of moving anymore?