Read Online Forever the Boss: Billionaire Romance ~ Hot and Steamy (Managing the Bosses Series Book 10) by Lexy Timms - Free Book Online
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strong hands. He rocked against them as she licked him again, taking her time because she obviously wanted to drive him completely insane, teasing at the head with the tip of her tongue. He wanted to reach out and tangle his hands in her hair, but he didn't. This was her show, and he was going to let her have it. He really wanted to see where it went.
Where it went, it turned out, was her wrapping her lips around him and sliding all the way down to take him into her throat like she couldn't get enough. Mark's head fell back against the door with a thunk , and he was pretty sure that he was going to slide down it any second when his legs completely stopped working.
Erica pulled back, slowly, and then moved down again, getting into a rhythm. Mark tried to remember how to actually breathe. All thoughts of tournaments and renovations had flown completely out of his head.
“Erica,” he groaned, low and rough in his throat, the word catching.
She drew off him with a pop, and licked her lips as her head tipped back again. “Yes?” she asked, like she hadn't just left him aching with wanting her.
“Oh, fuck. Don't stop.”
“Say please.”
“You absolute minx,” Mark growled. She just smiled too sweetly up at him. “Fine. Fuck. Please.”
She went down on him again, picking up a faster rhythm the second time around, her nails digging into his hips. Mark moaned through clenched teeth and let his eyes fall shut, his breath coming in harsh pants.
When she pulled off again, he swallowed a noise that was more pleading than anything else, determined not to let her hear it. “Erica?”
Her tongue flicked out over the head of his cock. “What was that?”
“ Fuck . Why are you stopping?” His voice came out rough.
“Maybe I want to see what happens,” she teased, licking him again and then reaching up to stroke her fingertips over his balls, sending shocks of pleasure through him that weren’t enough.
“If you don’t stop teasing me I’ll show you what happens,” Mark answered her, looking down into wide blue eyes that weren’t anywhere near as innocent as they pretended to be.
She leaned in slowly and breathed over damp skin, then pressed a kiss to the head of his cock, still looking up at him. It was more than any man should be required to take.
Mark caught her by the biceps just roughly enough to let her feel his grip, not hard enough to hurt her, and pulled her to her feet. She moved willingly under his hands, a smile on her lips, and he growled as he guided her backward toward the bed.
“You know, I think I ought to tease you more often,” she said as the backs of her legs hit the mattress. She collapsed onto her elbows, looking up at him with that same wicked grin. “You're kind of hot when you're all worked up.”
“You don't know the half of it,” Mark said, crawling onto the bed after her.
He slid two fingers between her legs and found her wet and ready, her hips hitching up into his touch. They stroked over her clit and it was her turn to moan, her spine arching into a graceful curve that made him want to bite his way up the line of her torso. Later, though. He wasn't in the mood to wait.
Wrapping his hands around her hips, Mark dragged her down against him, her legs spread on either side of his, and just like that he was inside her, filling her up and making both of them gasp with the pleasure of it.
“Yes,” she hissed. “Fuck. Mark. Yes.”
He started moving, then, rocking into her and back out again, her body slick and hot around him. Her legs wrapped around his waist and her hands found his arms, holding tighter than he'd held her, clutching at him.
“This what you wanted, baby?” Mark panted as he moved over her. “Me? Filling you— Fuck. Up, like this?”
She nodded a little frantically, beyond words, little sounds of need escaping her with every thrust. She always knew exactly what to do to get him so turned on he couldn't think straight. Mark moved faster, deeper, and
Where it went, it turned out, was her wrapping her lips around him and sliding all the way down to take him into her throat like she couldn't get enough. Mark's head fell back against the door with a thunk , and he was pretty sure that he was going to slide down it any second when his legs completely stopped working.
Erica pulled back, slowly, and then moved down again, getting into a rhythm. Mark tried to remember how to actually breathe. All thoughts of tournaments and renovations had flown completely out of his head.
“Erica,” he groaned, low and rough in his throat, the word catching.
She drew off him with a pop, and licked her lips as her head tipped back again. “Yes?” she asked, like she hadn't just left him aching with wanting her.
“Oh, fuck. Don't stop.”
“Say please.”
“You absolute minx,” Mark growled. She just smiled too sweetly up at him. “Fine. Fuck. Please.”
She went down on him again, picking up a faster rhythm the second time around, her nails digging into his hips. Mark moaned through clenched teeth and let his eyes fall shut, his breath coming in harsh pants.
When she pulled off again, he swallowed a noise that was more pleading than anything else, determined not to let her hear it. “Erica?”
Her tongue flicked out over the head of his cock. “What was that?”
“ Fuck . Why are you stopping?” His voice came out rough.
“Maybe I want to see what happens,” she teased, licking him again and then reaching up to stroke her fingertips over his balls, sending shocks of pleasure through him that weren’t enough.
“If you don’t stop teasing me I’ll show you what happens,” Mark answered her, looking down into wide blue eyes that weren’t anywhere near as innocent as they pretended to be.
She leaned in slowly and breathed over damp skin, then pressed a kiss to the head of his cock, still looking up at him. It was more than any man should be required to take.
Mark caught her by the biceps just roughly enough to let her feel his grip, not hard enough to hurt her, and pulled her to her feet. She moved willingly under his hands, a smile on her lips, and he growled as he guided her backward toward the bed.
“You know, I think I ought to tease you more often,” she said as the backs of her legs hit the mattress. She collapsed onto her elbows, looking up at him with that same wicked grin. “You're kind of hot when you're all worked up.”
“You don't know the half of it,” Mark said, crawling onto the bed after her.
He slid two fingers between her legs and found her wet and ready, her hips hitching up into his touch. They stroked over her clit and it was her turn to moan, her spine arching into a graceful curve that made him want to bite his way up the line of her torso. Later, though. He wasn't in the mood to wait.
Wrapping his hands around her hips, Mark dragged her down against him, her legs spread on either side of his, and just like that he was inside her, filling her up and making both of them gasp with the pleasure of it.
“Yes,” she hissed. “Fuck. Mark. Yes.”
He started moving, then, rocking into her and back out again, her body slick and hot around him. Her legs wrapped around his waist and her hands found his arms, holding tighter than he'd held her, clutching at him.
“This what you wanted, baby?” Mark panted as he moved over her. “Me? Filling you— Fuck. Up, like this?”
She nodded a little frantically, beyond words, little sounds of need escaping her with every thrust. She always knew exactly what to do to get him so turned on he couldn't think straight. Mark moved faster, deeper, and
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