Billionaire's Escort - Page 34

“Thanks.” I gave her a quick hug and went into my room to change. When I got to the house, I lifted my hand to knock on the door, and Jake opened it before I could. He grabbed me by the wrist and jerked me inside. Then he slammed me against the door.

He pushed himself close to me and rested his forehead against mine. I was caught in the sound of his breathing and the heat coming off his body.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” he said in a low whisper that sent chills down my neck and mixed with the heat from his breath.

“I want you,” I whispered, and reached down to grab his cock.

He let out a deep breath, then pushed against me to press his cock up against my jeans. He dove in with his teeth bared, and he dug into my neck, pulling up the skin with his lips. I jolted at the sensation. He lowered his head slowly, digging in deeper each time.

I wrapped my arm around his back and held on, just so I had something to cling to. The tension, the heat, and the scent of his cologne lulled me into a deep trance state where only the feeling mattered.

He traced his finger down my side, over the curve of my hips, then slapped my butt and held on, plunging his finger between my thighs. He pressed in, pulled back, and pressed in, all while grazing his lips and teeth over my neck. Then he moved down to my chest. The closer he got to my breasts, the more my skin tingled with anticipation.

He thrust his hips back and forth, pressed it against my opening, and kept it there while he pulled up my shirt. His teeth dug in deeper, and his cock pressed me hard against the door. His mouth worked down my neck and into the space just above my breasts.

He pulled my shirt up higher and let his palm slide up closer to my bra. His fingers slipped up under it, over my areola, then my nipple. The tingling sensation turned into sweet, intoxicating anticipation. His nail scraped against my nipple, sending a jolt through me.

He pulled my shirt up over my head and threw it off. His lips moved instantly down to the space between my breasts. I noticed him looking at me out of the corner of his eye and realized just how badly he wanted to see me react. That’s what he wanted. He didn’t care about the feeling, or even the final moment. He was a slave to my whims, my desires. It was all about getting into my head.

I caught his eyes and bit my bottom lip. His fingers were sweet fire, circling my areola and grasping at my nipple. He started softly at first. Then with each grip, he gripped harder and harder until that fire turned into a sharp jolt that flew down between my legs and took hold like a ravaging beast.

Every touch was another pulse, another throb, a sweet warmth that built up, stronger, harder, until it became uncontrollable. His hand traced up my side and reached behind my back to unclasp my bra. He threw it behind him and dove in to devour my breasts.

He tore into my nipple, pinching the other with his nails. The pleasure, the pain, the burn. It was all so blissful. He was an animal, taking every part of me in and sending me reeling. I let my head fall back and told myself to give in to it. That was the only thing I could think of to get through what he was doing. It was too overwhelming, but there was no withstanding it. My body tensed up, and moisture dripped between my legs, staining my jeans. I wanted him. I wanted him so badly, I was salivating. And he hadn’t even taken my pants off.

I was aroused by the way he lost control, like he was a slave to his desires and no force of will could possibly stop it. His instincts were too strong. Human thought, planning, and decision-making had all taken a backseat to his need to feel my body writhing below him.

He didn’t plan on pulling me up and cradling me in his arms, or bending me over against the couch. It was all base, animal instinct, and it scared me to think that something like that could be taking over, moving through me, but that was part of the excitement. I couldn’t just give myself over to him. I needed him to take every last bit of me. I didn’t just need him inside me. I needed him to use me and to hear him grunting, taking pleasure in the carnal act.

He moved his hand down my crack and over my lips while his cock pressed into me. The back and forth movement and the pressure of his f

inger teased the moisture out of me. It turned my throbbing into a deep shudder that escaped my lips in a soft sigh.

His fingers were a tease, walking up my back, over my stomach, then onto to my breast. This wasn’t just about making me scream anymore. It was about exploration and the idea of feeling me, reaffirming the act. He held onto my breast with one hand and flicked his thumb back and forth over my nipple. My breath moved faster. It lost its steady pace, and now it pounded in and out.

His cock hardened with every push. His fingers hooked into my belt loops, and he swept my pants down, revealing my naked body below. “No underwear?” He laughed and smacked my butt.

My head flew up, and I took a sharp breath through bared teeth. He laughed and smacked me again with his cock digging between my thighs. He let the head rest on my clit, and I squeezed my legs together. I felt his cock pulsing, the blood gathering. His finger flitted back and forth over my nipple, and his hips moved back and forth to a steady, rhythmic beat, pressing deep each time.

The warm, tingling sensation between my thighs grew, getting hotter as the moisture gathered, readying my body to take him in. The head of his cock pressed through my lips. I wasn’t tingling any longer. It was a burst of energy, a growing star, twisting through me with heat blazing out from all sides, hungry for more.

He pressed the head through again, and I gasped. He held it there, and his teeth clamped down with a sharp jolt to my nipple. When he pulled his cock out, my legs trembled. I couldn’t contain this beast inside me. Soon, I’d lose control, and it would explode. Moisture would flood out, and the wave would be unbearable, but it wouldn’t be enough. I needed his cock.

He reached around and pulled his finger over my clit, like he was lighting a match. The burst of fire was instant, a sharp burn that pulled me back, straight into his cock. He grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed himself through, deep inside, onto my spot.

He swung his hips back and forth, a steady motion that streamed through me. I tensed up as his dick slipped in, then out, and back again. He relished the moment, taking in the sweet succulence. I kept my legs together as tight as I could, hoping to increase his pleasure.

He moaned louder now that he moved faster. His animal instincts had fully taken over. He wasn’t taking his time or trying to draw things out. He’d gotten a taste. Now he needed the whole thing. I was being devoured from the inside out, and there was nothing that could stop him.

He pulled me into it, one hand on my shoulders, another on my clit. He’d clamped onto it, and with every thrust, he pressed harder. The boiling ball of liquid heat inside me grew in magnitude and proportion, eating at everything it touched. It tried to push outwards into the rest of my body. Jake pressed in on it, his cock piercing the thin veil holding it in. It started to trickle out.

He was merciless, drilling through, each time moving faster, hitting my spot, like flint to steel, as the ball inside me grew bigger. My frantic breath and the sound of his strained grunts added fuel to the flames, digging further inside me, threatening to overtake me.

He breathed fast, and sweat dripped down his legs, sticking to mine, mingling with the scent of sex and the raw energy colliding between us. My mouth fell open, and my head flew back with a sharp, piercing cry. The heat exploded through me, all over my body. One wave met another and another, each stronger than the last, flowing over my stomach, my chest, my neck, and head.

A wet stream flowed into my body, and I felt Jake pull out. When I turned over, he was already wiping his dick off. “I can’t believe I’m getting paid to do this,” I told him. “This is the best job ever.”

“I’m jealous,” he said. “You’ve got it good.”

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