The Billionaire's Kisses (Tycoon Billionaires 1)

He hadn’t taken his eyes off her. “Would you say something, sweetheart?”

She opened her mouth to tell him she was going back to her hotel to pack her bags, but the elevator ground to a halt at the fifth floor, and the doors swished open. Two suited women strode in and stood in front of Adam, deep in conversation about a business deal.

Amy grabbed her phone from her purse and composed a message. ‘We can’t fuck in the elevator. Come back to my hotel and you can apologise on your knees.’

She dropped her phone back in her purse and smirked cockily, suddenly enjoying the thrill of this game. Adam’s phone bleeped. He read the message, then turned his head and grinned at her. Amy allowed a feeling of power to puff up inside her. Revenge. She was going to get revenge. But how? Tie him up in her hotel room and leave him for the maid to find? Video them together and upload it to the internet? Or perhaps she could just be dominating and assertive with him in bed, as he’d been with her.

I want to fuck you so hard you can’t walk, he’d said to her. I want to possess your mind and body, and make you lose control, he’d said.

Well, Adam Quinlan, it was time to return the favour.

Chapter Seventeen

Back at her hotel room, Amy had barely closed the door before she and Adam started to hungrily kiss each other.

“Amy,” he said between kisses. “I hope you’re not still mad about–”

“Shh!” She kissed him hard and pushed him back towards the bed. “There are much better things you can be doing with your mouth than grovelling pathetic apologies!”

Adam stared at her in shock for a beat, then he came to life. “Oh really? Like this?”

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hard, dominating and commanding.

Amy gasped. “Oh, I’m sure you can do better than that, Mr Quinlan.”

She pushed him in the chest and he dropped to a sitting position on the bed.

He stared at her with an impressed grin plastered over his face. “You’re really getting into this, aren’t you?”

Amy suppressed her laughter. “Shut up and kiss me.”

She bent and kissed him hard, then she hitched up her pencil skirt and straddled his thighs. Adam’s hands fell around her ass and he pulled her down. She could feel his rock-hard erection straining in his trousers, and it made her feel powerful. She rubbed herself against him, unbuttoning his shirt and enjoying the feel of his gorgeous strong shoulders and toned arms.

Adam lifted Amy’s shirt above her head – still buttoned – and threw it on the ground, then he removed her bra and made his way down to lick her nipples.

She allowed the pleasure to well up, feeling him possess her, but she quickly reminded herself that she was controlling this. She hopped off him and made a show of stripping off her skirt and panties for his viewing pleasure. Parading around naked, while he was fully-clothed, made her feel powerful and dominating. She could see from his face that he wanted her desperately, but today she was deciding how and when he could have her.

She strutted back to the bed and stood between his thighs, flaunting her bare body in his face. Adam shot her a devilish grin, then reached out and wrapped his arms around her ass, licking her abdomen and making his way down towards her clit.

“Jesus, you’re so hot,” he said. He pulled her strongly towards himself, burying his face between her thighs and gently licking her sensitive pleasure zone. She instinctively ground her hips, controlling the pace and pressure from her standing position. Adam’s gorgeous fingers ran up her thigh and delved into her wet pussy. She grabbed a handful of his hair and slowly pulled his head back, then she smirked down at him.

“You’re an asshole,” she said. “And I need to get my revenge.”

He leaned back on his hands. “Come on then. I deserve everything I get.”

Amy chuckled, allowing the dominating act to slip away, then she reached down and fished his straining cock out of his undone trousers, revealing an erection that was hungry for her. His cock looked powerful as it protruded eagerly from his casually unzipped trousers, and Amy suddenly wanted to suck it and play with it, so she gripped him in her hand and massaged slowly. Adam’s cool expression flickered and he grinned, then scrunched up his eyes – unable to hide the effect she was having on him. Feeling confident, Amy threw Adam a sensuous glance, before bending at the hips to swirl her tongue around the tip of his cock. Adam couldn’t look away from her – he seemed mesmerised. She maintained the smouldering eye contact as she took his hard-on between her lips and sucked eagerly, making horny little noises, and enjoying the thrill.

She eased his erection out of her mouth, and flashed him a grin. She remembered that there’d been more than one condom in Adam’s wallet last night, so she reached around to delve in his back pocket. He watched her with a playful smirk, clearly enjoying this new assertive empowered version of her.

Amy unwrapped the condom and rolled it down over his glorious firm cock, standing in front of him with her tits in his face as she bent. Adam reached around and played with her pussy absent-mindedly, keeping her wet, then – when the condom was done – he plunged two fingers deep inside her and started to stimulate her G-spot while licking her tits to enhance the pleasure.

“Fuck time,” she said, with a sly smirk.

Amy pulled away and lifted her leg to straddle him as if she was climbing on a motorcycle. And what a ride this was going to be! He held his cock upright as she slowly lowered herself over him, relishing the feel of him inside her. He filled her up perfectly; they fitted together, hand in glove.

His strong fingers fell around her ass, squeezing her buttocks tight. “I love your pussy. You’re so tight – so perfect.”

The compliment rushed up through Amy’s thighs and pounded hard into her clit. She kissed him, then he used his forceful hands to rock her hips back and forth into a sensual rhythm. She draped her arms over his broad shoulders and bit his neck, pushing herself further against him as he moved her back and forth – harder and harder, faster and faster. The thrill of fucking him while they were technically enemies filled her with mischievous delight, enhancing the joy of pounding her body against his, into a wild frenzy.