The Billionaire's Baby Arrangement (Bad Boys and Babies 2)

“Oh God... yes...”

She felt him rub two of his fingers against her, soaking them in her juices. He pressed his mouth around her clit and sucked on it gently. Heat flashed through her hips, she throbbed as his tongue circled her, slowly. The fingers slid into her easily, but not too deep, toying with her.

“Like this?” he asked.

“Yes... yes,” she said, gasping at the combination of sensations, his mouth and tongue, his fingers. He began to rub her more aggressively, as if he were searching for something inside of her.

Then he found it. Her entire body began to tingle, her legs twitched. He slowed his tongue so that it rubbed her clit in hard, slow circles, the sensation so much better when he was slow.

“Lick my pussy slow, like that,” she said, gasping.

His fingers dug harder, rubbing, and he started to thrust them in and out, toying with that hot button of nerves inside of her. The feeling that filled her chest was similar to when someone surprised her, scared her—full, bright tension that radiated through her at light speed. Only this built slowly, felt a hundred times more p

owerful, a tension that gripped her, swirled around like a tornado inside of her, twisting together the sensations of his mouth and tongue.

“Jackson...” she whimpered, taken out of herself, her entire body filled with light and electricity that centered around that hot and urgent pressure between her legs.

He must have sensed it in her. His fingers began to thrust into her roughly. His lips locked around her clit and sucked. In a quick crescendo she climaxed, a dense cloud of pleasure wrapping itself around her.

He fingered her pussy harder, licking, nibbling her lips with his teeth, chasing the wave as it slowly fell back until finally he took his face and fingers from her swollen pussy.

She lay there in a daze, letting her mind catch up to her body. She floated on light as she heard him stand and the soft clang of his belt buckle as he slid off his pants.

She sat up. “Your turn,” she told him. “I want to taste you.”

His eyebrows went up, especially as she leaned forward and took his cock in her hand. She motioned with her head for him to take a seat.

She loved the velvet softness of his cock against her fingers. She loved the way his breath caught just a little when she moved her fingers along his shaft. His stomach tightened with anticipation as she sank to her knees in front of him, the muscles clearly defined in a six pack.

She flicked her tongue on his head, then ran it down his shaft, lifting him and licking down the thick vein, down to his balls. She pressed his cock up against his own abdomen, looking up at him as she kissed and licked his balls. His groan was music to her ears.

“Does that feel good?” she asked, mumbling into his balls.

His cock twitched in her hand, making her smile.

She dragged her face along the bottom of his cock. When his head reached her wet lips she took him into her mouth.

She bobbed her head, toying with her tongue and twisting her hand on its thick base. With a wet pop she took him back out of her mouth, her saliva running in strings from her lips.

“Does that feel good?” she asked him, trying a naïve voice, to see if he’d like that. His cock responded with a powerful twitch. “Do you want me to keep sucking it?”

“Yes,” he groaned. His hands went to her hair, tangling in the curls. He tugged at it, keeping her in control as she pleasured him.

She took him in her mouth again, running her tongue under him, guiding its swollen, velvety head along the top of her mouth, back towards her throat. She held him there, sucking harder. He clenched his ass and pushed into her, threatening her gag reflex. She smirked at him and cupped his balls, holding him firmly, sucking and running her tongue around him.

He tasted salty but a little sweet, a flavor she found she liked.

She set her fingers on her pussy, pushing the wet lips carefully. Having him in her mouth, groaning with pleasure, it was impossible not to want to feel the same. With her other hand she started tugging on the shaft of his cock again. As she sucked on his head she rubbed her clit in little circles.

She rubbed herself to the same rhythm that she bobbed her head up and down on his cock. He was right, it made his cock feel better in her mouth, and she felt herself begin to tingle again. She rubbed herself more eagerly, wanting to feel that rush of light, and in turn became more greedy on his cock. She reached under his sack, lifting it and then wrapping her fingers around him to make an ‘O’ that held his cock and balls snugly together.

She opened her jaw and let him push his cock into the back of her throat. She prepared for the moment his head went too far and resisted the urge to gag. She felt her saliva run down him as he throbbed in her mouth, her lips almost touching his balls. She bobbed her head up and down in little wet sucking motions.

He put his hands on her face and pulled his cock from her mouth.

“I want to fuck that tight little pussy.” His eyes were wild, his patience receding.

“Mmm,” she said. She started lying down on her back, her legs spread around him.