Page 175 of The Rebel Billionaire

“Minx,” I breathe against her lips which tilt up into a smile.

“Good morning,” she says, her eyes opening as her gaze meets mine.

“Good morning,” I say. “How are you feeling?”

She grins. “Surprisingly well rested, but then I’ve heard that about orgasms.”

“Have you now?” I say, rolling us so she’s beneath me.

“I have. It’s in all the magazines. Orgasms flood your brain with a delicious cocktail of hormones. The perfect sleep tonic.”

“I’m glad I could be of service,” I say, lowering my mouth to hers.

She moans as our tongues touch, her hips rising and pressing against me. I run my fingers down her front, cupping one breast, teasing her nipple until the sound deepens against my mouth. I continue to travel south, pausing as I reach her mound.

“Please, Alessandro,” she begs.

My name on her lips is all I need.

I slide my hand between her legs, savouring the warm, swollen flesh. She rolls her hips and spreads her legs, my fingers trailing through the evidence of her desire.

“Is this what you want?” I ask, finding her entrance and sliding a finger deep into her core.

Her head drops back. “Yes,” she says as I curl my finger against the magic spot on her front wall, watching her eyes widen. “Oh… Alex…”

“That’s it, relax, beautiful. Let go, I’ve got you,” I say, my eyes never leaving hers.

I use my thumb against her clit, sliding a second finger into her, careful not to hurt her after last night.

“Shit,” she says, her eyes widening, her breathing becoming faster and shallower.

Our gazes lock as her muscles tighten and her body begins to contract around me, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

“That’s it,” I say, moving and curling my fingers, drawing out her orgasm.

When she finally comes down, she pulls my lips to hers in a frantic kiss.

“I want you,” she says, throwing her leg over me and straddling my waist, her desire warm against my stomach.

I lean over and grab a condom, quickly sheathing myself. My fingers find her entrance.

“How are you feeling?” I ask.

“Delicious,” she says, biting her bottom lip.

I flick her clit a couple of times with my thumb until she’s moaning, her hips moving against me.

She lifts up, placing me at her entrance.

“You’re in control,” I say, earning myself a wicked grin.

She presses down, her mouth dropping open as she impales herself on me.

“Oh… wow… I…” Her words come out in a jumbled state. She slides down, taking me deeper.

I grit my teeth, counting in my head. Her tight little body is a vice around my sensitive dick, and I don’t want to embarrass myself.

She rocks and rolls her hips with me deep inside her body.