Addiction (Bayfront Billionaires)

Tearing her gaze from his, she admired his full, thick shaft. Her excitement ratcheted several degrees. Her fingers coiled around his wide base and her head lowered to him. She licked one side of his cock, from root to tip.

Nate drew in a sharp breath.

Her tongue swept over his cockhead, teasing the small indentation at the tip before gliding along the groove. His hand combed through her hair, whisking the strands away from her face so he could watch her.

“Suck my dick,” he said in a low, rumbling voice. “You are so fucking good at it.”

She licked the other side, making his hips jerk.

“Liv,” he demanded in a strained tone.

She peered up at him under thick lashes and the corner of her mouth twitched as she fought the grin. He was magnificently built and sexy as hell. And she had him rock hard and pleading with her. A wicked thrill raced through her as she thought about getting him hotter, working him up until he reached the boiling point and had to have her.

Her head dipped again and her lips grazed his sac, then she gently massaged his balls with her tongue. His fingers tightened in her plump curls and a strangled sound tore from his throat. Her mouth skimmed along the steel rod she still held in her hand, taunting him further.

“Fuck,” he murmured. “You’re evil, woman.”

Now she gave him a soft, triumphant smile. “You know I’m good for the follow-through.”

“Not too much follow-through,” he warned. “Don’t make me come, sweetheart. Not yet.”

It was a difficult-to-resist temptation. She’d done it before with Nate and had reveled in the feel of him, the scent of him, the taste of him . . . and the fact that she’d nearly brought him to his knees.

But she wanted precisely what he wanted.

She kept a firm grip on him as the tip of her tongue flitted against the indentation once more, evoking a bead of pre-cum. She felt the tremors along Nate’s powerful legs and decided she’d tortured him enough. Her mouth closed around him and she took him deep, sucking hard.

“Yes,” he ground out. “Like that, Liv.”

She lifted her head, almost fully relinquishing him, toying with his cockhead with her tongue before drawing him into her mouth again, continuing her suckling. Her hand slid from his base and cupped his balls, lightly rolling them as her head bobbed and she stroked with her mouth.

“You make me half out of my mind,” he told her. “I need to be inside you. Now.”

She was as rapt as he was, which made her reluctant to stop when the notion of getting him off like this was so damn intoxicating, keeping her wet and ready for him. But she recalled quite vividly how amazing it felt to have Nate filling and stretching her, pumping heartily. A contrast to Tristan’s slow, scintillating lovemaking. It was no wonder she’d fallen under both their spells in Paris—they were the ultimate combination of insistent roughness and sensuous gentleness.

At the moment, however, Liv was completely fixated on the rough. She released Nate, stood, and took the little foil packet from him. She ripped it open and rolled the condom down his shaft. All the while, his muscles were rigid and his breathing agitated. Anticipation and lust flashed in his eyes, a hot, raw expression that thrilled her even more.

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p; Because he knew exactly how she liked it when he fucked her.

Nate clasped her upper arm and spun her around, pressing her against the beveled ledge of the waist-high table. His wide, chiseled chest covered her back, his body practically curling around her. One of his arms snaked around the front of her and he palmed her breast. His other hand hooked her thigh and lifted her leg just as he thrust into her from behind, pushing the air from her lungs.

He was huge inside her, throbbing and thick, plunging deep. His hips bucked as he instantly fell into a steady, forceful rhythm that rocked Liv to her core.

“Yes!” she cried. “Oh, God, yes.”

His hand squeezed her breast, his strong fingers and warm skin keeping her nipple pebbled tight. The hairs of his arm grazed her other breast, making her tingle.

“You feel incredible,” he said between clenched teeth. “So goddamn good, Liv.”

His cock stroked assertively and her inner walls contracted around him, holding him firmly. His mouth wreaked havoc on her neck, biting her, then tonguing the tantalizing stings, then suckling.

Liv couldn’t catalog the multitude of sensations running rampant. She hadn’t forgotten how wonderful it was to be possessed like this, by Nate. To be taken with such abandon that all thoughts fled her mind, with the exception of the most primal, carnal ones. Thoughts that made her beg for more. The words tumbled from her lips in harsh pants that were laced with throaty moans.

Nate drove wildly into her, rubbing against her g-spot, stroking it just so, setting her ablaze. The firestorm raged through her and Liv loved how it burned in her veins, consuming her again.

The erotic sensations burst wide open and she screamed as the climax incinerated her.