Page 26 of Date The Billionaire

I pushed up on my tiptoes and pressed my lips to his. I felt a thrill rush straight down my abdomen as I felt the warm softness of his lips against mine. I could feel his body, so close, and smell his scent.

“I’m not hungry at all, actually.” I pulled away and looked at him, wanting him to push me against the counter and kiss me all over again.

He growled low in his throat as his green eyes met my gaze, and he leaned over me. “I’ve waited so long for you, Laney. So fucking long.”

He put a hand either side of me as I leaned against the kitchen counter, and then he was kissing me, but not touching me. Damn, it was amazing!

I couldn’t keep up the no contact, not when his tongue was playing over mine, and put my right hand up to his cheek, feeling the slight scrub of a five o'clock shadow. His hands tensed at my hips as I touched him, and he pulled me up to sit on the counter. Our bodies molded together as the kiss continued and heat built within me. I could feel him hard and ready, pressed into my center where I ached for him the most.

I felt his right hand slide down the back of my jeans, to cup my ass and tilt my hips forward, to tease me as his fingers dug into my flesh.

“Jake...” I broke away from the kiss at last, my chest heaving as I tried to breathe.

“Almost,” he said, looking down at me intently. “Your cheeks are definitely flushed, but panting my name isn’t the same as screaming it. It’s damned sexy though.”

His fingers tensed on my ass once more and I wrapped my legs around his waist and bent back toward the wall. I wanted to ride the hard ridge until I lost all sense of time and place. I wanted more. I didn’t want just a dirty romp in the kitchen.

Hot lips trailed down the length of my throat as his fingers found the buttons of my top.

“I love buttons,” he murmured as his lips reached my collarbone. His fingers trailed over the buttons but didn’t unfasten them yet. “It’s like opening a present when there are buttons.”

His lips skimmed beneath the collar of my shirt, over skin that already felt too hot. I held my breath, waiting on his next move.

His finger flicked at the top button and it popped loose, revealing bare skin. “You taste so good, Laney.”

I pressed my hips into his, I wanted more. I wanted those buttons to fly away, I wanted the lace of my bra to evaporate, and our clothes to just go away. I wanted to feel his bare skin next to mine.

“Jake, please.” I breathed the word against the top of his head as his fingers popped buttons free of their closures, and then he was all that surrounded me as he touched my bare skin with sure fingers. I ran my fingers through his hair, pressing his face into my cleavage.

He inhaled deeply before he moved, to the left, to push silk away from flesh. My fingers clenched in his hair as hot, wet lips surrounded the tight flesh of my nipple.

“Fuck, that feels so good.”

He only moaned in response to my words. He couldn’t move because my hands were pressing his head into my breast. Instead, he sucked harder at my nipple until my hips were moving against his body, until I was making the most delicious noises I’ve ever heard myself make.

Then his fingers found the other nipple and I felt pleasure tear through me. I was lost in some swirling maelstrom of suction, of teasing fingers on my other nipple, and the pure presence of Jake. The last time we’d been this intimate we were hindered by the threat of being caught, and now we didn’t have that threat, I could concentrate solely on Jake and what he was doing to me. I gasped his name again, just as I felt every part of me start to ripple in pleasure.

All he’d done was touch my breasts and I was already coming hard against him.

“Oh, that is beautiful.” Jake let my nipple pop from his mouth long enough to murmur his satisfaction, and then he was pressing his hard cock into me while his lips took the sensitive morsel into the heated cavern of his mouth once more.

I panted as wave after wave tore through my body, uncontrollable, but so damned good!

Jake flexed his hips into mine until I collapsed against the counter, totally wrung out. He let my nipple go and leaned over me with a satisfied grin.

“Are you smirking at me?” I asked, dazed.

“I might be. I’ve never made a woman come just from sucking her nipples before.” He pressed into my overheated center as he spoke and closed his eyes in delight as he felt the pressure.

“I’ve never done that before. Come from that, I mean. You’re very good at it.” I felt my cheeks burn as I said the words.

“I aim to please, ma’am.” He tilted an imaginary cowboy hat and looked down at me. His eyes went wide as he looked at me on his kitchen counter, totally debauched with my bra pushed aside and my breasts out, while grinning in satisfaction.

“That’s not the end of it, right?” I waited for his answer, heat burning between us where our bodies came together.

“Maybe.” He gave me a wink as he stepped away.

“Jake, no!” I cried and sat up as I tried to stop him.