“Jaak.”
He started to move faster, started to pound into her hard, and the erotic sound of their slapping bodies had her clutching him as her eyes rolled back.
Too much...this pleasure was too, too much.
And yet it wouldn’t stop.
Hewouldn’t stop, his hips pumping faster, his cock seemingly growing thicker and longer with every stroke—-
“Oh God, Jaak.” She could feel her body straining for the release his cock promised, but the damn billionaire would slow down just when she was about to reach it, and oh God, it would start all over again.
The tortuously slow climb of pleasure—-
The way her body tightened bit by bit—-
Her hips began to move on its own, desperate to keep his cock deep inside her so she could finally have her pleasure.
“Please.” The word came out a sob. “Oh God,please.”
“Please what?” the billionaire panted out.
“You know.” Her nails dug into his back. “Oh Jaak,please—-”She ended up gasping as the billionaire began shoving his cock into her in wildly furious strokes, and heat curled and tightened into a ball inside her body. With each stroke, the ball of heat inside of her began to stretch and expand—-
“Oh God, Jaak.” She could barely breathe, could barely think—-
The billionaire’s fingers dug into her ass just as he angled his cock to thrust all the way down, its head brushing the edge of her womb—-
Heat exploded into mind-numbing pleasure, and she screamed, her body arching against his.
A second later, and the billionaire growled, and his thrusts became completely uncontrollable.
And she loved it.
Even as wave after wave of pleasure struck her body, she couldn’t stop meeting his thrusts with similar abandon, her nails clawing his back as her hips rocked against his every thrust with clumsy desperation.
The most terrifying need to say the words swept over her, but she managed to keep them down, her teeth sinking hard into her lower lip.
Not yet.
Not yet.
And as the pleasure started to fade, and as her body gradually stopped trembling, Ilse wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, thinking painfully,Not just yet.
Because she knew, even without him saying a word, that he didn’t want her to need him just yet.
Time waltzed past them ever so slowly, their mingled breaths steadying and their heartbeats evening out. When the billionaire’s weight pressed down on her, her arms around his neck tightened.
She could sense him waiting for her to speak, could sense him waiting for the recriminations to start, and she almost, almost laughed. How blind the billionaire was, not to have realized that regrets were impossible for the two of them.
“Jaak...”
The billionaire stilled.
“This is exactly what I wanted, and it’s...” Her voice caught. “It’smorebeautiful than I ever let myself hope for.”
Ah. His own arms tightened around her. “I hope you still mean that,” he whispered into her ear, “once you realize that we’re under CCTV surveillance.”
Ilse stiffened under him.
