Page 70 of Billionaire's Coastal Haven

My cock is eager to join the party, but she comes first. I lift her leg, kiss her ankle, her calf, the inside of her thigh. She wiggles, trying to slide her core to my lips, but I barely graze her flesh, teasing, tempting. The desire in her eyes builds as I come close to where she wants me, but never quite there. She whimpers.

I don’t need her to beg, but I will take my time savoring her.

When I press my lips to her clit, her thighs tighten around my shoulders. The flat of my tongue draws slow circles around the bud. I graze it with my teeth, sucking it like I sucked her luscious nipples before. With every stroke, her breathing picks up, her hands claw at the sheets, then move to the back of my head, holding me exactly where she wants me.

But there’s no risk of me leaving this sweet heaven. She tastes like a favorite dessert I can’t get enough of. The one I return to time and time again because it satisfies me like nothing else.

How did I get so lucky that Zoe chose me?

I add a finger to her core, stroking deep inside her as I gorge myself on her pussy.

My erection pulses, jealous it isn’t getting a turn.

But we’ll get there. Just thinking about replacing my fingers with my cock almost makes me come. I clench down, focus on her pulse fluttering on the inside of her thigh. She moans and mews, nonsensical sounds that delight and excite me.

She’s close. Her breathing’s erratic. Her fingers pull my hair, pressing me hard as her hips buck and writhe.

I press an open-mouth kiss to her thigh. “Come for me, Comet. You taste fucking amazing. I need more of you on my tongue. Please.”

My tongue swirls her clit, and she screams. “Landon. Yes. Oh, my. Yes.” Her cum coats my tongue and my lips as her orgasm overwhelms her.

Fuck yes.This is simultaneously the most powerful and humbling feeling in the world.

She writhes against my mouth as I wring every ounce of pleasure I can from her.

When she collapses, she covers her face with a pillow.

I snatch it away. “None of that.” I take her mouth and settle my weight between her thighs. “Don’t hide from me.”

“I made such weird sounds. It’s embarrassing.”

I slide my cock through her folds, bumping the tip against her clit, and she shudders. “They were erotic and sexy.”

“They were not.”

“Let me prove otherwise.” I grab the condom from my pants pocket.

“You just happen to carry that around?”

I kiss her hard and deep. “Since I met you? Hell, yes.”

“Landon.” She buries her face in her hands again.

I don’t understand her need to hide from me. Why is she embarrassed by how hot she is?

Every man in Rainwater Bay should carry a condom hoping they have the pleasure of pleasuring my sexy mayor.

My stomach twists. Never mind. She’s mine. No one else gets to see her flushed chest, her perfect nipples. That pussy is only for me.

I squeeze my cock, so I don’t come with the first press inside her. She watches me with wide, hungry eyes.

“You want this?”

She nods and licks her lips.

“Need you to say it, Comet.”

Her face pinches into a sassy smirk. “Landon, I want your penis.”