Page 19 of Billionaire Hunt

I nodded, getting turned on by his gentleness. He didn’t thrust into me again, he just lay there inside me letting the walls of my sex adjust to the feel of his cock buried deep inside me.

He began to suck my nipples, bringing one into his mouth as he played with the other. The pleasure of his mouth on my nipples made me cry out.

He kissed my mouth then and slid his hand between my legs, slowly parting my folds and beginning to play with the area surrounding my clit. I groaned and began to move my hips so that his sex began to slide in and out of me. He groaned but still didn’t move. Instead he focused on my clit, running his finger around the hood over and over, until my movements became frantic as I thrust my hips up over and over, hoping to get him to move inside of me again. I was ready for him now...wet...tight...ready.

He finally got the memo and wrapped my legs around his waist. My heels dug into his butt as he thrust into me holding on to the edge of the couch as he slid in and out of my wetness, this time being gentle, taking his time.

My thighs began to shake and my hips began to thrust up and down, meeting each of the thrusts that sent me reeling back toward the arm of the couch. I tried to anchor my hands around the cushions, but it was no use. His powerful thrusts had me balled up on the couch, not able to do anything but take the pleasurable thrusts of his cock as it filled me.

I could feel my sex tightening around his cock and he groaned.

“Come for me, Misha,” he said as he pulled all the way out and then slowly pushed all the way back in.

I didn’t need his permission to come. It was already happening and I felt like my head was about to explode as he took that moment to reach between us and rub my clit as he slowly pushed into me again.

I screamed loudly, shouting his name.

He grabbed my hands and held them above my head, pinning me down as he licked my nipples and thrust shallowly into me, letting just the tip of his penis enter my sex before pulling out and entering just a little more. He was teasing me.

“More,” I gasped.

He complied but didn’t push all the way in.

“Erik!” I said, frustrated as I attempted to knead his butt with my heels to press him into me.

“Just a little more...I want to feel you come...hang on just a little more...” he said, now thrusting completely into me.

But I was done. My body began to shudder, my head felt like it was about to explode, and an orgasm of the likes of which I’d never felt before hit me. My inner sex shuddered around his dick, clenching and unclenching around it. He groaned and began to ride me hard, I felt myself coming again and again. Wave after wave of pleasure.

I struggled to breathe, to even think as my inner muscles clenched his cock one last time, massaging it with my wetness, sucking him in and trying hard to not let go.

And he came then, gasping for air as my nails dug into his shoulders and I screamed his name.

He immediately rolled off me, seating himself next to me on the floor. He pulled off the condom and tossed it in a waste bin.

“That was---”

“Mind blowing? Hands down the best sex you ever had?”

I laughed as I sat up. “I wouldn’t say that...”

“What?” he looked offended. “On a scale from 1 to 10? What was I? An 11?”

“Try seven,” I said and he lunged for me and I giggled as he brought me down on the floor on top of him, tickling me.

“Take that back,” he said as I rolled around in laughter, trying to evade the fingers threatening to tickle me.

“No! Make me!” I cried, trying to scramble away from him on all fours as I giggled. He scrambled to his knees and caught me.

“A seven, huh?” he said as he pulled my hips back and my butt met his sex. He was becoming aroused again, as he rubbed his cock against my butt. In mere seconds he was hard again. I was breathless in anticipation and greedily stuck my butt in the air, waiting for him to enter me hard from behind. He didn’t disappoint, as he quickly sheathed himself in another condom and began to fuck me...this time harder.

He squeezed my tits as he did. Something about being taken by a virtual stranger, on my knees, turned me on and I found myself climaxing quickly. I loved the feel of him inside me. I loved how he took me, claimed my sex as if he owned it. I could get used to this.

And as he came one last time, it was as if he had read my mind. He smacked my butt playfully and mumbled, “A man could get used to this.”