House Of The Billionaire (The Billionaire's Contract Series) by Angelina Jenoire Hamilton Page A
Authors: Angelina Jenoire Hamilton
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lips.
A single finger slid inside her and she rocked her hips against it, taking pleasure from its invasion coupled with the rubbing of his palm against her clit.
Tyler moved his mouth from her nipple, up over her neck to her lips. He kissed her deeply, his tongue mirroring the invasion of his finger. As she returned the kiss, Kirsty rolled her hips desperately, needing him deeper inside her. When he broke the kiss, she felt breathless but she still managed to whisper, ‘Take me.’
He grunted in appreciation of her urgent passion and removed his finger from her, getting up off the bed. Kirsty felt as if she was in a void. She needed him close.
She heard him remove his tie, pulling it through his collar with a sliding sound of silk on cotton that somehow sounded sensuous to her. She barely heard him unbutton the shirt but she heard it fall lightly to the carpet. The metallic sound of him unbuckling his belt made her breath heavier. She heard his zipper. Pants falling to the carpet to join the discarded shirt. She heard him tear open a condom wrapper. She had seen him naked many times before and her mind supplied the details her blindfolded eyes could not see: muscular torso, powerful arms, thick member hanging between his legs. Or was he erect already? Usually the sight of her made him made him hard, something else that had never happened ever before in her life. With other men, she had felt like they were getting excited despite her size and curves. In the case of Tyler Blake, she knew he was getting excited because of them. There was a world of difference in how that made her feel about herself.
The mattress depressed beneath his weight as he climbed back onto the bed. He lifted her legs and she felt his hardness prod against her inner thigh. She wished for a moment that she was untied so she could reach down and feel his girth in her hands, guiding it into herself.
He found her entrance without any guidance, pushing past the folds of her lips and into her body with a powerful thrust that let her know he was just as desperate for this coupling as she was. He leaned forward, placing his hands on the bed beside her hips and rocking his hips back and forth, experiencing her tightness surrounding him. She loved the feeling of having him inside her and she wrapped her thighs around his hips, helping him to push inside her with little pulls of her legs against his muscular ass.
He groaned and pushed deep inside her, driving himself powerfully into her body. Kirsty felt her breath coming out in excited little gasps and her body reacted to Tyler’s thick length by sending little electric flutters through her belly. Those flutters increased in intensity until they suddenly shot through her like a bolt of lightning, tightening every muscle in her body in blissful orgasm. Kirsty screamed out with joy and pulled against the ropes holding her tight to the headboard. Her legs and stomach quivered and her inner muscles clamped firmly around Tyler’s cock.
Tyler let loose, arching his back to drive himself deeper into Kirsty’s tight pussy as he twitched within her. He roared like a lion as he came.
* * *
‘I have to go,’ he said, sitting on the edge of the bed, buttoning the cuff of his shirt. ‘I have a meeting in Milan tomorrow.’
Kirsty sat in bed, her negligee tied properly. She nodded as if she understood but the truth was, he always had to leave after they made love. He had never stayed the night here, and she had never stayed a night in his London apartment. ‘You never stay,’ she said, voicing her thoughts.
‘What?’
‘You never stay the night with me.’
‘Kirsty, I’m very busy. Sometimes I feel like all these business deals are getting out of control. I have to stay on top of them. I can’t let them slip.’
‘Staying a night with me would be letting your business slip?’
‘I have a flight to catch in the morning.’
She said nothing and eventually he turned to face her. ‘What’s
A single finger slid inside her and she rocked her hips against it, taking pleasure from its invasion coupled with the rubbing of his palm against her clit.
Tyler moved his mouth from her nipple, up over her neck to her lips. He kissed her deeply, his tongue mirroring the invasion of his finger. As she returned the kiss, Kirsty rolled her hips desperately, needing him deeper inside her. When he broke the kiss, she felt breathless but she still managed to whisper, ‘Take me.’
He grunted in appreciation of her urgent passion and removed his finger from her, getting up off the bed. Kirsty felt as if she was in a void. She needed him close.
She heard him remove his tie, pulling it through his collar with a sliding sound of silk on cotton that somehow sounded sensuous to her. She barely heard him unbutton the shirt but she heard it fall lightly to the carpet. The metallic sound of him unbuckling his belt made her breath heavier. She heard his zipper. Pants falling to the carpet to join the discarded shirt. She heard him tear open a condom wrapper. She had seen him naked many times before and her mind supplied the details her blindfolded eyes could not see: muscular torso, powerful arms, thick member hanging between his legs. Or was he erect already? Usually the sight of her made him made him hard, something else that had never happened ever before in her life. With other men, she had felt like they were getting excited despite her size and curves. In the case of Tyler Blake, she knew he was getting excited because of them. There was a world of difference in how that made her feel about herself.
The mattress depressed beneath his weight as he climbed back onto the bed. He lifted her legs and she felt his hardness prod against her inner thigh. She wished for a moment that she was untied so she could reach down and feel his girth in her hands, guiding it into herself.
He found her entrance without any guidance, pushing past the folds of her lips and into her body with a powerful thrust that let her know he was just as desperate for this coupling as she was. He leaned forward, placing his hands on the bed beside her hips and rocking his hips back and forth, experiencing her tightness surrounding him. She loved the feeling of having him inside her and she wrapped her thighs around his hips, helping him to push inside her with little pulls of her legs against his muscular ass.
He groaned and pushed deep inside her, driving himself powerfully into her body. Kirsty felt her breath coming out in excited little gasps and her body reacted to Tyler’s thick length by sending little electric flutters through her belly. Those flutters increased in intensity until they suddenly shot through her like a bolt of lightning, tightening every muscle in her body in blissful orgasm. Kirsty screamed out with joy and pulled against the ropes holding her tight to the headboard. Her legs and stomach quivered and her inner muscles clamped firmly around Tyler’s cock.
Tyler let loose, arching his back to drive himself deeper into Kirsty’s tight pussy as he twitched within her. He roared like a lion as he came.
* * *
‘I have to go,’ he said, sitting on the edge of the bed, buttoning the cuff of his shirt. ‘I have a meeting in Milan tomorrow.’
Kirsty sat in bed, her negligee tied properly. She nodded as if she understood but the truth was, he always had to leave after they made love. He had never stayed the night here, and she had never stayed a night in his London apartment. ‘You never stay,’ she said, voicing her thoughts.
‘What?’
‘You never stay the night with me.’
‘Kirsty, I’m very busy. Sometimes I feel like all these business deals are getting out of control. I have to stay on top of them. I can’t let them slip.’
‘Staying a night with me would be letting your business slip?’
‘I have a flight to catch in the morning.’
She said nothing and eventually he turned to face her. ‘What’s
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