Billionaire Bachelors 7 ; The Billionaire's Final Stand(93)

"Oh, Kinsey, yes, yes," he cried as his movements quickened to a frenzy. His body pressed into her, slapping against her flesh. She reached behind him, gripping his firm butt in her hands, feeling the muscles flex beneath her fingers each time he thrust.

Higher and higher. She was reaching, reaching …

She cried out as the storm broke and she fell into a sea of tranquility and pleasure. She gripped him tight, exploding around him, squeezing him, pulling him under with her.

"Kinsey!" Austin cried her name as his body tensed, his pleasure pouring into her. His hips continued to thrust, drawing the pleasure out for endless moments.

Finally he slowed, then stopped, as he relaxed against her. Her legs wrapped around his hips, holding him close. Her hands were still clinging to his hair while his lips rested on her neck.

"I can do that all day, Kinsey. The feel of your body, the taste of your skin. What you do to me is more than I deserve. You're so beautiful, so sensual. I think of you and my body readies for your welcoming heat. I want you so much, every day, all the time," he said as he kissed her neck, his tongue sliding out, sending shivers down her sated body.

He moved them to their sides, her leg trapped beneath him, his still hard staff buried in her pulsing heat. She couldn't take any more. Her body wouldn't survive it.

"You make me feel like I can fly, Kinsey. I feel like I can do anything when I'm in your arms, like I'm invincible. I didn't mean to do this until we talked, but you were lying there, so beautiful. The sight of your body makes me lose my mind," he continued, melting her with his words, while the slightest movement of his hips had her straining for more.

"I …  I can't think when you touch me," she admitted.

His lips turned up at the corners, male pride radiating from his pores as his hands slid down her back, her hip, then up her side and across to her br**sts where he gently squeezed the soft flesh, making her moan.

"Good, then don't think. Just listen," he whispered.

"What? I …  How …  Wait … " she gasped.

She wanted to know how he'd gotten into her apartment. What was he doing there? Those were just a couple questions she needed answers to, but she was losing her train of thought as he quickly fueled her body's flames again.

"I convinced Cassie to loan me her key. I had to talk to you, and I had a feeling you wouldn't let me in," he told her as if he knew her question.

"I wouldn't have," she confirmed, managing to get the words past her trembling lips.

He smiled before he brought his head down and sucked her nipple into his mouth. While loving on her, he shifted them again so he was on top once more, his growing erection still filling her, his mouth pulling on her nipple, before moving to the other side and giving it ample attention.

"I love you, Kinsey. I love you so much that the thought of not being with you rips me up inside. I need you. Yes, I need your body. I need to feel your taut heat gripping me. I need to pleasure you in a thousand different ways. But, more than that, I need you sitting next to me every night. I need to see you grow old. I want to have my children with you, watch them grow, as we sit back and love each other. I want it all. I love you …  I love you," he finished in a raw whisper before his lips descended again and kissed her gaping mouth.




 

 

She looked at him, knowing her eyes were wide, knowing her lips were moving but no sound was coming out. She was trying to process his words, trying to allow them to sink past the muddle her brain had become.

"I love you," he said again as his lips caressed her neck, his words whispering along her ear.

"I need you," he continued, sending shivers down her body. His hips slowly moving again, gently, intoxicatingly. He pushed up on his forearms and looked deep in her eyes.

"I love you, Kinsey."

Suddenly her heart exploded as unbelievable joy washed through her. He loved her. He wasn't just saying the words. He was showing her the best way he knew how. He was loving her with his words, his body, his soul. He loved her.

"I love you, too," she finally whispered.

Unbelievable elation consumed her as she gripped Austin tighter and arched her back, pressing into him, meeting his downward thrusts. They moved together as one, both of them lost in each other.

They moved together for minutes, hours, days, she didn't know. Time stopped having any meaning.

Kinsey exploded again, pleasure washing through her, her body exhausted, her mind fuzzy. She closed her eyes and fell asleep with his body still cradling her tightly.

"Kinsey, wake up."

"No … "

"Come on, Kinsey. We need to get to the wedding."