The Billionaire’s Bet: A Risky Raise(14)

He kissed and nudged with his tongue, pushing me further open. His licks became more fervent as he delved deeper and deeper.

Oh, Jesus, this is too good.

He circled around my clit, flicking it with his tongue sometimes. I could barely stop myself from moving, wanting to raise my groin and meet his mouth.

“Hmmm …” he murmured. “I love how you taste.”

He kissed my skin and pressed his mouth onto my folds. Sometimes he nibbled on me, and the slight pain of it aroused me. A loud moan escaped my mouth as he dipped his tongue inside. His fingers started working on my nub, while he licked and kissed me at the same time.

“Oh, I can’t hold it!” I screamed, as he used both his fingers and his mouth to pleasure me now.

“Yes, come, baby. Do it,” he commanded.

When his tongue hit my sweet spot I was engulfed by the sudden orgasmic flows. My back arched from the explosive feeling gushing through me. I panted, closed my eyes and enjoyed the dreamy waves.

Dominic wiped his mouth on the sheets and chuckled. “God, you were so wet for me.”

He came up and crawled on top of me again. I could feel his body press against mine and I loved how it completely enwrapped me. His cock gently nudged my entrance, circling around it, making my body want him again.

He pushed inside until he was completely in, and the feeling of him entering me made me moan. He groaned from the sounds I made and took his member in and out again, the same full motion as last time.

Kissing my sternum, he thrust inside, making me quiver. His lips were tantalizing, the way he moved them across my shoulder and neck, dragging them along. I loved how he lingered on my skin each time he dove inside.

“Oh, Julie …” he whispered into my ear. His hands clasped mine and I entangled my fingers through his. I wish I could hold his body, but the chains were too tight around my wrists to free myself. I loved this though. The way he took me like I was truly his and how it felt like I was the only one for him.

My body rocked up and down with his, trying to move with his rhythm, even though my legs couldn’t go anywhere. He was panting, sweating heavily, as he pumped inside my pussy.

“Ah, yes!” He grunted.

His muscles tensed, strained with his cock inside me. I could feel him pulsate, and soon a hot jet of liquid spurted out. Dominic’s face contorted as he shot his cum inside, filling me up with his warmth.

When he was sated, his cock slipped out of me. His body was trembling. He sank, unable to hold himself, and lay down on top of me. His scent was intoxicating, and I couldn’t stop myself from smelling him. How I loved his company and deep, dark affection.

He rolled off me and lay down beside me, unclasping my hands from the chains. He breathed heavily and placed his head on top of my breasts as if they were cushions. His fingers slithered across my belly and he pulled me closer to him. On his face was a content smile.

“You know … I can’t imagine living without you anymore. I’ve really become attached to you,” he said.

I smiled. “Hmm … you’re not the only one.”

He looked up at me. His radiant blue eyes shone with such devotion, it made my heart jump. Each time I looked at him I could feel my pulse racing.

“Really?”

I nodded.

Why did he ask that? Does he find it hard to believe someone could be happy with him?

“I’ve been wanting to say this to you, but … I don’t know, I just couldn’t, but I really want to now, so … I think … I love you,” he whispered. The words reverberated in my mind, as if the words were sung by the ever-blowing wind.

“I love your stubbornness, how you don’t always listen, how you disappear into that world of yours where you write days on end,” he said. “I love how I can enjoy sexy games with you and that you’ll drink with me like a friend would. I can laugh and cry when you’re around without feeling ashamed and I can say and do what I want without being afraid of you running away.”

My cheeks burned with heat. My inner self screamed out to smother him with kisses.

Had he just made a love confession to me?

What he said rung true though. I felt the same when I was around him. I adored his cute smile, the way it made me laugh, his beautiful eyes and that strong physique. I loved running my fingers through that soft, blond hair of his. I cherished his character and personality. I could do anything when I was around him. Laugh and cry with him. Share in the fun and lust. Never afraid to bare all. It didn’t matter what he saw of me. I knew he’d accept everything I was.

“I love you, too,” I said.

I bent my head and met his lips. Our kisses were passionate and sweet, full of love. He entwined his fingers through mine, and we just lay there, silently enjoying each other’s love and company.