The Billionaire's Heart

She took his fingers into her mouth and sucked, tasting her own pus**sy on his flesh.

He kissed her strongly, easing his tongue into her mouth and lowering his hand back towards pleasure. “You’re the best lover I’ve ever had, Samira – so f**king hot. You’re so tight.” He slipped his strong fingers inside her, making her gasp. “And when we get home I’m gonna thrust my co**ck into you – pounding you hard, taking you for myself, making you cli**max… But for now… you’re gonna let me touch you until you lose control and cry out my name.”

Lust whooshed over her. “Oh yes…”

His fingers delved inside her pus**sy, rubbing firm and fast. Then he reached his other hand between her thighs to take care of her cl**it. “I’ve been unable to concentrate on my work all day, you naughty thing. I’ve been fixating on your wonderful tightness; wanting to f**k this gorgeous little pus**sy – to suck your perfect ti**ts... Do you like the way I pleasure, you? Huh?”

She nodded frantically on the sand, trying to stay in control, but starting to feel the ecstasy drag her over.

“You’re so wet, sweetheart. Just how I like you – turned on and at my mercy. You’re mine and now I’m gonna make you come harder than you’ve ever come in your life.”

Samira groaned, unable to speak.

“Good you’re so f**king horny,” Ivan dropped his mouth down to her ear, occupying her entire world. “I wanna tie you up and f**k you hard. I wanna bend you over and take you in front of all those pathetic jocks. So they know you’re mine.”

The orgasm caught deep inside, and the pleasure surged through Samira like a tsunami of delight – beginning at her abdomen and spreading wildly across her body. She was unable to prevent herself from losing control and moaning loudly against the sound of the ocean. She called Ivan’s name, crying ‘yes, yes, yes!’ knowing how fake it sounded, but she couldn’t stop it. The immense waves of ecstasy flowed over her… one, then another, then another… She gasped to catch her breath, floating on the feeling of pure love. She breathed and drifted back to the beach, where Ivan was waiting with an awestruck grin on his gorgeous mouth. He lowered his face and kissed her.

“You’re so f**king beautiful, Samira,” he said tenderly. “I love to see you so lost in pleasure.”

She reached up and caressed his face. “I think I’m falling in love with you...” She bit her lip, immediately regretting saying it. Had she just scared him off completely?

His handsome face broke out into a grin. “Oh god, me too.”

Samira giggled with delight. “Shall we go back and tell Tariq?”

“Sure. Then we can grab some dinner. And maybe I can ravish you again, my love. And do all those things I promised – and more!”

Chapter Thirteen

Tariq closed down his computer and smiled with satisfaction. He was pleased that he’d managed to focus on the project for a few hours today, without allowing his mind to churn over the dangerous aspects. Hope glided through his heart. Maybe they could get this device off the ground after all; just so long as they stayed out of trouble and kept everyone safe.

He glanced out the window at the lush green garden and felt himself relax. It was a warm evening in LA, which lifted his mood further. He’d checked the New York weather before closing down his laptop, and seen that they were currently being subjected to yet another snow blizzard... Perhaps he would take a day off tomorrow and hit the beach – it was, after all, the weekend.

He ran his hand over the leather swivel chair that he’d been sitting in all afternoon, and thought about how generous his cousin was. It was true that Tariq was paying for the house and everything in it, but this room was supposed to be Samira’s office where she could study and write her as**signments. She’d given it up so easily for him and Ivan. She was such a sweet girl. It angered Tariq that the Iranian authorities had treated her so cruelly – merely for doing what came naturally. Samira was a kind person with a good heart, and that was all that mattered to Tariq. It should be all that mattered to anyone.

It worried him slightly that she’d become so obsessed with Ivan so fast, but Ivan was a good guy and he wouldn’t let Samira’s studies slip. All three of them knew that if she didn’t pass her end-of-year exams, she’d be kicked off the course and out of America, so obviously no one was going to let that happen.

Tariq gathered up his paperwork and allowed himself to feel excited about his date with Craig tonight. Craig was also a kind person with a good heart, and Tariq enjoyed their time together. But he wasn’t stupid enough to think that Craig wasn’t sleeping with other guys. And that was fine. Tariq wasn’t ready to settle down – he was married to this project at the moment. And Craig was only nineteen – he should be out enjoying himself while he was young.

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