Page 177 of The Rebel Billionaire

“Is there something I can assist you with, Ms Feldmann?” I ask, sitting back in my chair, loving this carefree woman in front of me.

She rests her arse against the desk.

“I just need to stretch. Being on all fours…”

I moan, too aware of what she looks like on all fours, opening and closing the files, her pert arse in the air. I have spent the past few hours imagining what it would be like to pull down her leggings and slide my cock into her tempting pussy.

She leans back, bracing her hands on the desk behind her and pressing her breasts against her T-shirt.

“Are you trying to tempt me?”

“Am I succeeding?”

Her eyes drop to where my cock is now straining against my zipper.

She moistens her lips.

I move, pulling her into my lap. She comes with a laugh and a squeal as my mouth finds hers.

“I want to take you on my desk,” I whisper against her mouth.

“Yes, please,” she says, her arm snaking around my neck, pulling me firmly against her, leaving me in no doubt she wants the same thing.

I rise, lifting her with me before pressing her back until she’s lying across my antique desk.

I pull down her leggings and panties in one movement and throw them aside. Dropping to my knees, I blow over her sensitive flesh.

She groans and reaches for me. I capture her hands.

“Oh no, I need to make sure you’re ready for me. All of me,” I say.

“I am,” she whispers. “I ache.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.”

I place my mouth against her swollen pussy, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves with the tip of my tongue, before thrusting it inside her. Her back arches, and she cries out.

“Alessandro,” she cries.

I move her legs over my shoulders and continue to feast, loving her taste and the way she responds to my touch.

“Please,” she screams when I insert two digits into her pulsing channel. “I’m so close.”

I gently withdraw my fingers, wanting to feel her orgasm around my cock.

I drop a kiss on her stomach, then pull her upright and meet her lips with mine.

“I can taste myself on you,” she says, surprised. “It’s…”

“Delicious,” I say, deepening our kiss.

She sinks into me.

I spin her around and place a hand on her back. She rests her hands on the desk before looking over her shoulder at me and grinning.

I incline my head.

She nods.