Going Down Hard (Billionaire Bad Boys 3)

Pleasure took hold, her body quaking, on the precipice of ultimate gratification. “Oh God.”

He released her hands and grasped his cock, gliding it over her sex hard, and she shattered, her climax rolling through her in delicious waves. She lost herself to sensation and his ability make her orgasm last.

And last.

Until she finally opened her eyes, small contractions still racking her body, to find him staring at her, a pleased look in his eyes. One that immediately turned hungry.

He obviously wasn’t finished with her yet. He rolled to the side and pulled open his nightstand drawer, producing a condom, which he deftly rolled on. And then he was over her again, the head of his erection poised at her slick entrance.

“Ready?” he asked.

She nodded.

“Then hold on because I’ve been dying to get inside you for too damn long.”

He started gently, pressing into her, and she felt him, the head of his cock parting her sex, then filling her completely, pressing into her, inch by inch until he was as far as he could go. She gasped at his size, so big she felt him everywhere, and she arched up, her inner walls contracting around him.

“Derek,” she whispered in awe as he lodged deep.

“I feel it, princess.”

A perfect fit, she thought, and then she couldn’t think at all because he began to thrust. In and out, faster and harder, and she raised her arms and grabbed on to the headboard, grounding herself.

He braced his hands on either side of her shoulders, arching his back, and he pounded into her. It was as if he’d been given the okay, and knowing she was braced and could handle it, he had the freedom to let go. Because she could handle him.

And she could. She wanted to. Every hard thrust took her higher. He altered his angle, bringing his cock into direct contact with a spot deep inside her she hadn’t been familiar with until now.

“Derek,” she said in awe as stars lit up behind her eyes and a harsh roar began to echo in her ears.

She wasn’t inside her body anymore; she was part of something bigger than herself. Lost to sensation, only aware of his cock hitting that one glorious place, his big, damp body rocking over hers, his voice encouraging her to fly. And suddenly she did, peaking, screaming as she came harder, faster, and longer than she ever had before.

Her climax released his, and he came with a roar, his flesh slicked in sweat, his shoulders shaking, body trembling as he took her over the edge once more.

Time eluded her until finally he collapsed, but she hardly felt his weight, was barely aware of her surroundings. Her breaths came in short pants; her own skin was damp. She felt completely sated and wiped out.

After a time, she wondered if she’d passed out. It was as if all the years of waiting for him, which it felt like she’d done, and the current wondering of what could be between them had built up and exploded in a blinding flash. She curled her fingers into his shoulders, grounding herself in the reality of having Derek in her arms.

Without warning, he pushed himself off her and headed for the bathroom. As she lay in his bed, the air around her cooling her skin, she listened to the sound of running water as he moved around the other room.

Finally he returned, standing beside the bed, arms folded as he stared down at her, an unreadable expression on his handsome face.

Self-conscious, she pushed herself up against the pillows, wondering what the protocol was here. It was the middle of the afternoon, but this wasn’t her apartment. “Umm, I can go—”

“What? No.” He sounded surprised she’d offer. “Why would you say that?”

She shrugged, her face heating. “You never know what the other person wants … after. You looked… I couldn’t tell what you were thinking.”

“I was just admiring you, in shock that we were together in my bed. After so long.”

So his thoughts had mirrored hers, she thought with a smile. As if to silence her doubts, he dove onto the bed, smothering her body with his, kissing her until she was breathless again.

“I’m not going back to the office today,” he said, settling himself on top of her. He held himself up enough not to crush her, but his heavy bottom half pressed into her pelvis, making her plenty aware of him. “In fact, I plan on spending the afternoon in bed. You?”

She laughed. “Well, considering I’m shadowing the billionaire tech god, I guess I’m staying in bed too. Although I don’t want to make a habit of lounging around. I can’t exactly write about the time you spend here in bed.”

“Don’t you think it’s just as boring? My life isn’t exactly titillating. I came from a poor background and I helped create an app that caught on. Big deal.” He rolled to his side, wrapping himself around her.

She relaxed into him, and he played with her hair, sifting the strands beneath his fingers.