Billionaire Protector (Billionaire Bikers MC #1)

There was nothing that she could give him, but he owned her heart whether he wanted it or not.

He spread her thighs open and took her clit into his mouth. She stared down as he opened the lips of her pussy so that he could play, lick, and suck.

She gripped the sofa beneath her, and cried out as he plunged a finger deep inside her.

“Have you spent all morning thinking of me?”

“Yes. I’ve not been able to think of anything else.”

Russ smirked. He pulled back, and she watched him wrap his fingers around his length, working from the root up to the tip, then back down again. Pre-cum oozed out of the slit, and sliding down the sofa, she leaned over, taking the head of his cock into her mouth. “Fuck me, beautiful, that is so fucking good. Your mouth is perfection.”

She moaned around his length, and that seemed to drive him wild.

He caressed her back, stroking her body as he pumped his length into her mouth, over and over. His pre-cum leaked onto her tongue, and she swallowed his salty drops.

Russ tugged on her hair, and she pulled away. He pressed her to the floor, grabbed his cock, found her entrance, and slammed inside. She cried out as he didn’t stop, but pounded his dick inside her, and Anna had no choice but to take every single inch of him deep within her walls.

“Yes, fuck me, Russ.”

“That’s it, baby, take my cock. Let me fill you up. I want you to come all over my cock.” He sat back, and lifted her hips up so that her ass rested on his knees. Russ was still inside her, and with her legs wrapped around him, it exposed her pussy. He stroked a finger over her slit, caressing her clit. She gasped, which caused her pussy to tighten up around.

He pumped his cock inside her slowly at the same time he worked her clit, and the two pleasures were just too much for her. All morning she’d been waiting for this moment, and Russ didn’t tease her any longer.

Flicking his fingers over her clit, he fucked her at the same time. Anna couldn’t hold back. The pleasure hit her all over, and she matched him stroke for stroke.

The moment her orgasm hit, Russ unleashed his seed, and slammed inside her. Together they screamed out their release, pulsing together. She stroked his arms, panting for breath.

“Wow,” she said. “I had no idea it could be this amazing.”

“Neither did I.”

She reached up, touching his cheek. “Do you really mean that?”

He turned his head, kissing the inside of her wrist. “More than you ever know.” Russ leaned down, and pressed a kiss to her lips. She opened up to him.

Yes, she was in love with Russ. It was her mistake. There was no falling—that had already been done. Russ had gotten under her skin, and now there was no going back.

Chapter Twelve

Spreading out the lunch, Russ sat opposite Anna as they started to eat. She sat with her back to the sofa, and she was still completely naked, like him. He couldn’t believe he was naked in his office, but he wouldn’t change it. Russ had missed Anna. He’d been sitting there, working, and thinking about her, distracted.

When he’d phoned her, he’d done so with the intention of just hearing her voice. Talking with her, he wanted to be near her, and he had to do whatever he needed to in order to get her to his office. He was pissed that some of his employees had treated her like shit, and when he got the chance, he was going to make sure no one was under any kind of mistake as to who she belonged to.

“This is so good,” she said, taking a strawberry and dipping it into chocolate. “I can’t believe you ordered such an extravagant lunch.”

“When you’re rich, no one dares mess with you.” He shrugged.

Russ had paid a great deal of money for the luxury food at the last minute, but Anna deserved it, and he’d pay the same kind of money again.

Some chocolate dripped onto her breast, and he captured the drop with his tongue.

“Um, you taste so damn good.” He flicked her breast with his tongue.

“So, how is everything going at work?” she asked.

“It’s surviving. The same old boring business meetings, money changing hands, and companies being bought.” Russ shrugged. He was much more interested in his woman. “Have you given your own business much thought?”

Anna shook her head. “I took my time about what you thought about. I’ve got nothing.”

He’d asked her to take time to think about what she would like to do as her own business. Russ would gladly invest in Anna to see her dream come true. He didn’t even care if it wasn’t overly profitable. This was one of her dreams.

“Karen wanted to run a bakery. She could bake, and do wonders, but I can’t bake.”