Hands On (Bride of the Billionaire)

I should be in a great mood today. I just made a huge distribution deal with Wal-Mart that will net us billions over the next five years. But it all feels so trivial now. I already have billions – I have the life most men would kill for – I just don’t have someone to share it with. I thought that someone was Jennie, but it looks like she doesn’t share my opinion.

I need to get out of the house. Maybe hitting a few balls will take my mind off her. I grab the keys to the Mercedes and head to the front door. I pull it open, and almost trip over myself when I see Jennie standing there looking absolutely gorgeous, a nervous look on her face.

“Um, hi?”

“Hi,” I reply, shocked. “What are you doing here? How’d you get past the gate?”

She smiles, tilting her head shyly down. “Sheryl let me in.”

“Oh, you two have been talking?” I ask, even more surprised. Sheryl lets me know everything and is bad at keeping important secrets. This one must have been killing her.

“Just a little.” Jennie smiles. “I wanted this to be a surprise.”

“This?” I ask. “This what?”

Jennie throws herself into my arms. Our lips meet and suddenly my whole world feels solid again. I lift her into my arms and pull her back inside, yanking the door closed behind us with my foot.

Her eager kiss has me hard in seconds. Her young breasts pressed against my chest have me r

aging inside, more turned on than I’ve ever been. I start to head upstairs to the bedroom, but she breaks our kiss and whispers, “No. Not there.”

I know without even asking and turn and carry her down the hall to the massage room.

The eyes she gives me as I lay her down on the table make my cock throb between my legs. Without hesitation, she strips out of her sports bra top and shows her perfect breasts to me. I slide out of my shirt and toss it aside, then step up beside her.

“Wow,” she says softly as she runs her fingers across my abs. “Work out much?”

“Nah,” I smirk. “Genetically gifted.”

Her eyes move to my bulge. “I can see that.”

“Let me give you a better look.”

I unbutton my pants, reach into my boxers, and pull out my cock. A long line of pre-cum spills into her palm as she reaches out and grasps it. Her hand looks tiny holding it; she can’t even close her grip around my thickness.

“Now, where were we?”

Jennie lifts her hips for me as I take the hem of her yoga pants and pull. I roll them all the way down to her ankles, and she kicks them off. I go to spread her legs, but she does it for me.

My eyes move down her perfection to the delicious, wet peach between her sculpted thighs. She lets out a soft sigh as my cock flexes between her fingers, and I lean down to kiss her. But before I can, she moves her lips to my ear and whispers, “I’ve never…done this before.”

My eyes go wide with lust and I look down at her to see if she’s just leading me on, but I can tell by her expression that she isn’t.

“I thought you felt tight,” I growl.

“Too tight to take that?” she asks, eyeing my cock in her hand.

I shake my head and lean in. “It’ll fit, baby. I’ll make it.”

9

Grayson

All I can think, with my face buried between Jennie’s perfect thighs, while I drag my tongue up her slick slit and find her clit, is that if I died right now, I’d be a happy man. I still have to claim her of course, but I’m already in heaven.

“Grayson…” Her breath is soft and labored as I flatten my tongue on her little pleasure button. The scent of her pussy has me going crazy, and her taste has me feeling wild. My cock is a hot bar of desire ready to stretch her tight, untouched walls and make them mine.

But first I’m going to make her come.