The Billionaires (Lover's Triangle 1)

His hips rocked slightly so that his cock slid along her damp skin and his muscular leg stroked her slick folds.

Jewel loved the foreplay, despite the incessant need she had to feel him inside her. She wanted another orgasm. Barreled toward it as Rogen diligently continued his stroking and suckling and whisking. They moved together, their breathing escalating, their bodies melding and writhing.

Excitement trilled down her spine. The first of the tremors that raced through her.

“Don’t stop,” she quietly commanded.

“You’re making me half out of my mind, sweetheart,” he said against her flushed and tingling flesh. “Come again for me.”

He kissed his way up her neck, to that erogenous zone below her ear that he apparently remembered made her lose all control. He pressed his tongue to it. Stroked. Then gently bit.

“Oh, God.” The tremors intensified. Her leg twined with his, keeping him anchored, his thigh rubbing her clit, the slight bit of wet, silky hair on his skin adding a hint of friction, though mostly it was a feathery effect that aroused her deeply.

His muscles bunched and Jewel reveled in all the hard angles of his body against her curves. He was chiseled to perfection. Magnificent.

And Jewel was drowning in lust again.

“Rogen,” she whispered, her eyes fluttering open, her gaze locking with his. “You feel amazing and you’re not even inside me yet.”

“We fit together,” he said, his voice strained with his own desire. “We’ve always been this good together.”

He moved with a quicker tempo and Jewel lost her breath as everything within her pulled taut and then released in a sensational orgasm that blazed through her.

“Oh, fuck!” she cried out. “Rogen!”

He shifted and his cock thrust into her while her pussy quavered and clenched.

“Damn. Jewel. Oh, goddamn, you’re tight. So fucking tight.”

Rogen filled her. Stretched her. And kept the climax burning.

Her hips rose and she continued to squeeze him firmly, eliciting a low, sexy growl from him. His hand slipped around to her backside and then down to her thigh. He lifted her leg and slung it over his waist. Plunged deeper.

She couldn’t catch her breath. He pumped in short, steady beats, the head of his cock massaging her G-spot, his shaft stroking her inner walls.

“Like that,” she said on a sliver of air. “Oh, God. Rogen. Just like that.”

He knew to grip her ass, tilt her hips, gradually pick up the tempo until she was clinging to him, inside and out, and panting heavily.

“Yes,” she said. “Only you could do this to me. Right where I need to feel you the most.”

Her hips rolled with his. Their bodies were melded together and Rogen was huge within her.

Her last orgasm had barely dimmed when the next one swelled and taunted her. An exquisitely alluring sensation as he pumped heartily.

Her moans of pleasure echoed around them. Heat and desire consumed her. She dug her nails into Rogen’s muscles, holding on as he took her right to the precipice.

“I’m going to come again,” she said. “So hard. Oh, God, I’m going to come so fucking hard.”

The sensations collided and erupted and she called out his name.

Her pussy pulsated from the scorching orgasm and an electric current hummed beneath her skin, keepi

ng her charged, keeping her hungry for more.

“Jewel.” He groaned. “You have no idea what you do to me. Christ. When you lose it for me…” He shook his head. “Nothing feels better than you.”

He rolled onto his back, bringing her with him, their bodies still joined. Jewel straddled him, brimming from the thrills Rogen elicited.