Worth Billions (Worth It 1)

Up my neck.

My eyes fluttered open and his beautiful face came into view. Glistening with a coat of my juices as he hovered over me. He slid his fingers out slowly before he brought them to my lips, urging me to lick myself off his skin.

But I didn’t want his fingers. I wanted him.

So I reached up with all the strength I had left in my body, wrapped my hand around his neck, and pulled his lips down to mine.

And the mixture of the two of us was something I instantly committed to memory.

Chapter 25

Grayson

My body pressed into hers as I wiped my fingers off on my jeans. Holy fuck, she had been more delectable than any dessert I could’ve created. Her legs wrapped around me, harnessing me to her as her arms locked around my neck. I shoved my hands underneath her back and picked her up, refusing to break our kiss. She licked herself off me. Like it was the last thing she wanted against her tongue. I hoisted her against me and turned towards the house, walking her beautiful body inside. The way she clung to me, it was more than I could’ve ever wanted. Her passion was desperate and her pussy was hot against my jeans. I walked her through the kitchen and turned down the hallway, kicking my bedroom door open before the two of us tumbled to the mattress.

She giggled into me and I smiled, nuzzling my nose against her.

I stroked and caressed her body until no article of clothing hid us from the other. I covered her tits in kisses. I suckled her nipples until her engorged peaks couldn’t handle anymore. I nibbled on her shoulder and left marks of my teeth behind, relishing how her skin tasted with the humidity of Illinois upon it. My hands slid up her arms, our fingers threading together. She rolled into me, my cock pulsing as it leaked onto the bare skin of her thigh.

I needed her in every way she’d let me have her tonight.

She rolled us over and straddled my hips, her tits falling into my face. But when she moved, I knew exactly where she was going. She splayed her curves along my body as she kissed down my form. Her lips pressed into every muscle and nipped at every edge my body had. I jumped underneath her touch and groaned whenever her tongue darted out to taste my skin. I parted my legs for her as my cock slid between her tits, then she settled between my legs and wrapped her arms underneath my thighs.

I leaned up, watching her beautiful tongue slide from between her lips and lick up the length of my dick.

“Shit, Michelle.”

“Lay back,” she said. “Let me do this.”

“Trust me. I wasn’t stopping you,” I said.

She grinned up at me, her bright green eyes captivating my sight. I watched her wrap her lips around my cock and I found it hard to breathe. She slid me all the way back. Effortlessly and with a grace I’d never experienced with another woman. She closed her throat around my tip and it rocketed my body, pulling a loud groan from my throat. My back fell to the bed. My hand reached down to tighten in the messy up do of her hair. My heels dug into the mattress as her tongue began to tease me, running up my throbbing vein and wrapping around the tip of my dick.

“Holy—what the—damn it, Michelle.”

She giggled with her mouth full of me and it was all too much. Precum oozed from the tip and she swallowed it down. I rolled into her lips. Bottomed my hips into her face. My toes flexed and curled as my hand guided her lips on my cock. Her warmth. Her humming. Her moans and her giggles. The innocence, the salaciousness, and the way her big, round eyes looked up at me.

I didn’t want to fill her stomach.

I wanted to fill her body.

Ripping her from my hips, I tugged her up my body. I crashed our lips together and rolled her over, hooking her leg around my arm. I slid into her effortlessly, rolling deeply as her jaw unhinged with pleasure. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as I held her knee to her chest, opening her dripping pussy to me as I slid against her.

“Grayson. Yeah. Oh, so good. You feel—”

I pressed kiss after kiss into her lips, dancing my eyes around her face. I hovered my body above hers, watching the pleasure course through her system. Her skin puckered. Her body hair stood on end. My knees dug in

to the bed below us as her juices dripped down my balls. I snapped my hips faster. Buried myself deeper. Panted and gasped for the air she poured onto my lips as beautiful sounds fell from hers.

“Gray. Yes. Don’t stop! Oh, right there. So good. Oh, holy hell, Gray.”

I moved faster. Fucked her harder. Never once took my gaze away from her body. Her sounds spurred me on, encouraging the animal inside of me to come unhinged. The bed rocked against the wall. The mattress slid on its box spring. I hooked her other leg around my arm and folded her in half, pinning her to the bed so she couldn’t move. Her hands curled into my forearms. Her nails left crescents behind that I knew would be bruises in the morning. Her juices sprayed along my skin as her pussy rippled around my cock, telling me to keep going.

Telling me not to stop.

Telling me to give her more.

“Michelle. Fuck. I’m so close. So close. Arch into me. Say my name. Let me hear you.”