Mr. President:A Billionaire & Virgin Fake Fiance Romance(204)

What he doesn't know is that I'm already mad and desperate for him. As  such, I grab both his hands and force him to press them against my tits.  Exhaling sharply, that's exactly what he does, squeezing my mounds  eagerly and then pinching both my nipples at the same time. He pinches  them until a loud moan leaves my lips, and then he does it even harder;  reacting by instinct, I grab his wrists, but I don't stop him. I lay  here, panting and moaning while pain and pleasure poke holes in my  brain, the madness that fills my mind turning into pure insanity. I'm  unhinged, through and through.

"Fuck me," I blurt out, and I can almost feel a grin dawning on his face.

"You have to be a little more patient than that, Britt," he chuckles,  finally letting go of my nipples. I sigh loudly, and then he presses his  mouth right between my tits. He lays gentle kisses on the curves of my  breasts, and then finally wraps his lips around my right nipple. He  nibbles at it with his teeth, gently, and circles it with his tongue.  The more he kisses and sucks, the more I feel that familiar electric  buzz crackling under my skin.

Sucking on one nipple and caressing the other with his fingers, he  drives me to pleasure's cliff and throws me off of it. Like a whip,  pleasure snaps at my mind and I simply explode. Arching my back, I let  out one loud scream and it echoes in the room, bouncing off the walls  and coming back to haunt me. My body is boiling, and my brain is melting  away.

Riding the wave, he slides his lips down my stomach, and with both  hands, yanks on my thong. He pulls it against my outer thigh, and with  one strong movement, rips it off of me. The outer string buries itself  in my flesh and then, as if it were never there, it simply slides off.

Now that I'm completely naked and ready to be served, Ethan places his  hands on my inner thighs and forces me to spread my legs. I open them as  wide as I can, and he starts to kiss the skin around my pussy; as he  pulls back, my hands go straight to his hair and I try to make him dive  into me. He resists at first, only allowing the tip of his tongue to  part my drenched folds, but then he goes for it with a renewed spirit.  Fitting his mouth against my pussy, he starts to suck on my inner lips,  taking my fluids into his mouth; without wasting any time, he places two  fingers against my clit and starts to rub me there at the same time.

Tangling my fingers in his hair, I push him against my pussy as fiercely  as I can, and I sway my hips from side to side. He devours me like a  man who hasn't seen a woman for decades, and his eagerness almost makes  my mind explode.

"You're so fucking delicious," he says as he comes up for air, but then  dives into me again. This time, his mouth and fingers trade places: he  wraps his lips around my clit, sucking on it, and slides his two fingers  inside of my pussy. He curls them upward in a hook motion and pushes  them into me harshly, only stopping when his fingertips are pressed  tight against my G-spot.

"And …  I'm …  All …  Yours … " I manage to say, not knowing if I should be  breathing or speaking. Raising my legs, I lace them behind his neck and  hold him in place, thrusting against his face as he sucks and fingers  me. I can already hear the sound of an incoming storm, and I'm more than  ready for it; since Ethan started fucking me, my stamina has improved  tremendously. And, let me tell you, I was already a high-energy girl.  But now …  Now I'm a goddess. And I'm a goddess that's about to come. "Oh,  fuck," is all that I can say, fireworks going off behind my eyelids  without any warning whatsoever.

My legs start to shake, and I have to take them out from behind his  neck. Letting go of his hair as well, I start to grab at the sheets,  bunching them as lightning and thunder consume me. We're just starting,  and I've already came twice; I like where this is going. Oh, if I get  this treatment every single day for the rest of my life, I'm going to be  the happiest woman on Earth.

"I want to taste you," I tell him, propping myself up on my elbows as he  goes up to his feet. I can't see him, but over the fabric of his tie, I  can see the contour of his figure moving. I hear him take off his  shoes, and then I hear the rustle of fabric as he drops down his pants  and boxer briefs. I sit down on the bed, ready to take him in my mouth,  but he sits down next to me.

"But I want to keep eating you out as well … " he says with a devilish  tone. "How are we going to solve this?" Turning to him, I smile and  place both of my hands on his chest. I push him down to the mattress,  and as he lies down, I climb on top of him with my ass turned to his  face. I slide my hips upward, and then only stop when he places his  hands on my ass cheeks, guiding my movement. He reaches for me, and the  moment his mouth touches my pussy, I can't help but thrust back. I sit  up on his face, and instinct guiding every single one of my movements, I  start to sway my hips as he eats me out. I'm grabbing my tits at the  same time, squeezing them hard, as all of my nerve endings seem ready to  burst. But this can get better …  And it will.         

     



 

Still with my pussy on his face, I lean forward and slide my hands down  his stomach. When I find his thick shaft, I curl my fingers around it  and angle it toward me; slowly parting my lips, I go down until my  tongue meets his glans, and then I make it dance in fast moving circles.  I can taste his raw saltiness on the tip of his cock, his veins pulsing  against my fingers …  and I can't help myself.

Opening my mouth as wide as I can, I let his shaft slide inside of me,  and I start bobbing my head up and down at a frantic pace. I do it hard  and merciless, his tip hitting the back of my throat over and over  again. Matching the rhythm of my mouth with my hand, I suck and stroke  as if I were a woman possessed. Which I am: I'm a woman possessed by  lust and love, and that's exactly the way I like it.

As I suck on him, he keeps licking my pussy and spreading my ass cheeks  wide. Finally, I succumb to the urge to see him; with one hand, I loosen  the tie and pull it off in one single stroke. I blink twice, my eyes  adjusting to the light in the room, and then I look down; his thick  shaft is still between my lips, and seeing right in front of my eyes  makes me go even harder.

While I suck on him, he starts to brush one finger along the length of  my crack, and I tremble every time I feel him close to my hole. When he  presses down on it, I have to pull his cock out; a loud moan explodes in  my mouth, and at the same time, he pushes his finger inside my ass. As  he slowly feeds it into me, I start to stroke him with erratic  movements, my hand moving as if it has a life of its own. I go like that  until my wrist starts to hurt and then, finally succumbing to the  pressure mounting in my pussy, I let go of his cock and sit up again.

Grabbing at my tits, I throw my head back and let my hair cascade down  my shoulders as I start to ride his face. I move my hips back and forth,  and then from side to side, and he starts to finger my pussy at an  almost too violent rhythm.

"Don't--" I start to say, but the words die in my throat as a convulsion  takes over my body. High voltage runs up my spine, and my muscles start  to twitch as if the brain-body connection had been severed. "Oh, God …   It's so …  It's so …  GOOD!" I scream out, clenching my ass cheeks as he  pushes his finger deep into me. I stay like that, sitting on his face,  until the final waves of my orgasm finally wash over me.

Not wanting to lose moment, I crawl down his body, and when my knees are  lined with his thighs, I grab his cock and angle it upwards. Raising my  hips, I start to brush his glans against my wetness, and then I ease  myself down. I do it in one sudden movement, allowing him to pierce me  with enough strength to break me in half. His thickness stretches me  wide, and I wonder how many times will it take for my tightness to be  permanently ruined; I mean, we're going to be fucking every single day  from now on, and his cock is simply massive. Not that it matters anyway:  when we're talking about a cock this big, I guess that any pussy is  tight enough.

I lean forward, and grabbing his ankles, I start to sway my hips. His  cock slides easily and I start to rock my body as hard as I can. There's  an ebb and flow to the way I move, but my movements are all being  guided by my unconscious mind. If you ask me my name right now, I'm not  sure if I'm going to be able to respond.

When I finally feel ready for more, I lift my knees, and placing my feet  on the mattress, squat down over his cock. I go down on his shaft, and  it goes deeper than before, his tip pressed tight against my G-spot. I  feel my eyes rolling in their orbits and I start to jump up and down, my  ass cheeks slapping his thighs as I move.

I ride him fast, and I ride him hard. I do it until there's no more  strength left in my legs, and then I keep riding him some more. Even if  my heart stopped beating and my lungs collapsed, I doubt that it would  stop me from fucking him. Yes, it's this good. But you already know  that, don't you? You've been here all along, by my side …  I appreciate  it, but don't think that I'm going to share Ethan out of sympathy for  you. I have a big heart, but it's not that big-sorry.