Seduced By The British Billionaire(37)

She didn’t have to ask him twice. Eagerly, he obliged. He planted kisses on her neck, pushing her back softly until she was in a lying position. He brushed the miniscule hairs on the side of her neck softly until goosebumps formed in response. They trailed all down the ends of her body.

Sticking his warm moist tongue out, he licked her sweet and salty skin, drinking in her scent to drive him forward. She moaned ever so softly from the trailing tingle of sensations.

She reached her hand out to touch his perfect arms. They were strong and comforting.

As his mouth drifted further downwards, she squeaked softly. Her breasts lit up in flames from the soft moist suckling of his mouth. The tease was painfully subtle as she rocked her pelvis towards him. She wanted him, needed him, but he held her down.

He dominantly grabbed her, pinning her hands above her head. With one hand he cupped her breast, and with the other he held her captive.

She hadn’t seen this side of him before. Their sex was merely a string on the instrument of pleasure, waiting to be played harmoniously. With this he strummed a new song.

When he reached up a second to kiss her, she bit down on his lip. It was a bold venture, seeing how he held her prisoner. He looked up and sneered at her mischievously, cruel intent floating in his eyes.

Taking initiative, he squeezed the inside of her thigh, forcing her legs open. Being pinned, she could do nothing but let him have his way with her. She wasn’t sure what was coming next, but her head was spinning with sheer expectation. This was something new and exciting and it thrilled her to no end.

He quit being soft and careful, roughly grazing up her smooth leg until he met the throbbing of her soft wetness.

The fact that he had gone straight for the heart of her pleasure sent flashes of heat through her. His fingers stroked her sinfully. Dear God she wanted more. Her sex was on fire, begging for him as he painstakingly teased her. Slowly massaging, he targeted perfectly until she began to cry out. The pure ecstasy had grown into a painful want that she couldn’t stand any longer. “Babe,” she feverishly groaned. But he silenced her words as he forcefully slipped a finger inside, thrusting it deep and sure to the obvious rhythm of her body language.

The air grew hazy, drawing them both into the sinful lap of sensual contentment. He played with her, sliding in and out smoothly. With each time his hand entered her, she whimpered softly, her heart beating furiously.

Just as she thought her senses wouldn’t heighten any further, he placed his mouth purposefully on her breasts. His tongue flicked softly on her nipple causing everything she felt to quake within her. There was no way to describe it. Her eyes were shut tight as she throbbed vulnerably. With each breath that she drew, she found herself gasping. And below in the soft blossom of her femininity, the volume of her song began to climax. Each tender touch built upon the last until a new scale of sensations coursed through her.

Feeding off her eager responses, he quickly assumed his own part in the role. Forcing her legs wide open, he quickly filled in the gap, his hardness brushing her legs. But he wasn’t ready to remove his hand. Heat flashed in his eyes as he watched her face for the right moment to bring everything together. He drank in every soft coo, each rise and fall of her breasts, and each twitch of her legs. Then everything happened at once.

He removed his hand, her pleasure left bare and pulsing almost at an orgasmic state. Bringing her wrists level to her head he brushed his hard erection against her wetness. The velvety softness of his head stroked her entrance. He wanted to play with her, tease her.

She gave him a look of desperation, her head screaming for him to exercise their union  . She wanted him to fill her.

Suddenly her emotions became overwhelming. What she felt towards him welled inside her to the point of overflowing. She didn’t know how to handle it.

Her eyes wandered to his mouth; the mouth that had kissed her a thousand times. It tasted like honey, sweet and alluring.

She didn’t notice the insignificant grains of sand blowing on their bodies or the smell of the salty air. Cicadas strummed their loud songs in the trees along with a symphony of crickets, and somewhere in the distance dolphins echoed their high pitched chatter. As Mother Nature lay hushed in its state of night, it beheld the two lovers tenderly, for behold there had never been anything so beautiful.

When Charles gave in, he gazed down at the woman he loved. He knew then and there that they were both ready; ready to receive each other. So he thrust deep into her, holding nothing back. He had built everything up so greatly that the state of euphoria overtook their half crazed bodies.

She gasped when he filled her. He penetrated deep and hard causing sheer pleasure to wrack both their bodies. Her legs hugged him tight as she rode him. His thrusts were slow, rough, and deliberate.