Drive Him Wild (THE BILLIONAIRE AND THE POP DIVA Volume 2) by Eve Montelibano Page B

heart.
    It was the most decadent thing, to see and feel his tongue in action on her pussy.
    He paused and dipped a finger inside the lower crevices, drawing out the sticky juices oozing out of her non-stop.
    “You’re so wet, piccola . Look at that.” He licked his cream-coated finger. “Delicious.”
    “Giane…” Oh why did those Italian endearments sound sexier to her ears? Or was it because he was uttering them?
    He rubbed his wet finger against her lips. “Taste how delicious you are.”
    Oh frosh, this was so out of her league. Too decadent! But her tongue darted out to lick his finger, tasting her own essence for the first time. Jeez, she indeed tasted sweet!
    He dipped his fingers in her wetness and licked them again. “This sweet, sweet honey pot is mine. Tell me it’s mine, piccola.”
    It was totally shameless but she was held captive by the possessive look in his eyes. The man wanted her. Really wanted her. She could see it. Feel it.
    “It’s yours, Giane. Only yours.”
    The pure Neanderthal smugness that crept on his face made her wetter, if it was still possible.
    “Don’t ever forget that, piccola .”
    Her embarrassment faded away. “I wanna taste you, too.”
    “Later, cara . For now, I want you to concentrate on your pleasure. Don’t be embarrassed. Don’t fight it. Don’t hold back. I want to make you come for the first time. I want that honor, Valenna. Give it to me.”
    Oh god, the man could say the most beautiful words at just the right time. She could only nod in surrender. Who would deny him that?
    He bent his head and ate her again, sucking on her clit this time like he did to her nipples, with more pressure. Her head dropped back on the pillows. Her bones turned to molasses.
    He groaned deep in his throat and she felt the vibrations on her swollen, super-sensitive folds.
    “Giane, oh Giane…ooooh god!” The ache in her core built up to an almost unbearable intensity. Something inside her was about to explode. It was very pleasurable and yet very strange.
    “Giane…please…I can’t…stop…stop!”
    He paused with his tongue but his fingers took over. She could feel a steady stroking on her clit, circular, side to side, up and down…
    She thrashed her head on the pillows as the exquisitely delicious ache became too much.
    “Don’t fight it, piccola . Give in to it. Give it to me.”
    He spread her lips wider, forcing her clit out of its hood and sucked on it relentlessly until her pelvis was thrusting up and down, grinding all over his face in wild abandon.
    She was chasing something she didn’t know about, only that she had to catch it to survive this upheaval of sensations swirling violently inside her.
    “Giane…!”
    She closed her eyes tightly and let go.
    Something inside her gave way. The intense pressure imploded in her core.
    She screamed, her mind’s eye exploding in a kaleidoscope of blinding colors, her entire body gripped in the paroxysms of the most mind-blowing pleasure she’d never known before.
    She blacked out.

    She was brought back to earth by the sensation of being stretched.
    Valenna opened her eyes and met her lover’s gaze.
    Was it possible for him to look even more handsome?
    She had a song for him. She was writing it now.
    formless inside your perfection
    helpless from your devastation
    lost in your secret garden
    never...oh never the same again
    That song will be called Never.
    “There it is,” he murmured, his voice tight, a fine sheen of sweat coating his face and body.
    “What..?” she asked weakly.
    “Your cherry.”
    “Uhmm?”
    “ Dio , it’s so intact. What have you been doing all your life, cara ?”
    She could feel her pussy being stimulated from the inside. Immediately, the flames that were momentarily doused leaped back to life. This time, the sensation was different. It was happening inside her.
    Her gaze dropped between them.
    Two of his fingers were halfway inside her.
    “Oh…” she gasped faintly. She hadn’t even