“What?” I asked. “What is possibly so funny about that?”
Darren got himself together and shook his head, taking me by the shoulders and giving me a quick kiss.
“You really don’t know?” he asked.
“I really don’t know what?”
“You seriously should have Googled me, sweetheart. I’m a millionaire.”
I felt like I was going to choke.
“You are?” I asked.
He nodded. “Yes. And I’ve had women try to sleep with me for my money before. All of us have. That’s a big part of why we haven’t been so great with relationships.”
All I could do was stare at him with wide eyes as I tried to process what he just told me. But I didn’t have long to think about it. Darren was staring at me with heat in his eyes. I shook my head. The money wasn’t important. But getting my hands on him was.
Our lips crushed together, his tongue parting mine to explore my mouth with a hunger for the taste of my breath. I returned that hunger, running my hands across his chest, ever downward to the bulge already formed in his pants. My hand clasped over it and squeezed gently, eliciting a moan from the mouth that covered mine, echoing in my cheeks and reverberating down my spine, lighting up every sensitive nerve along the way. I craved his body and wanted him buried deep inside me as soon as I could. His rock-hard cock strained at the zipper of his pants, and I slipped my fingers to ease it down.
Darren broke the kiss, moving down my jaw to my neck, and I lifted my head to give him more access. The zipper slid down easily, and I worked with the button of his pants, letting them drop to the floor unceremoniously as I ripped at the waistband of his boxers. His cock sprung out at me, and I took in a breath as its warmth and thickness brushed against my leg. Stroking it, I felt him groan under my touch before he pushed me back toward the bed.
The edge of the bed surprised me, and I fell onto it, but his hands were already lifting my shirt. As soon as it came off, I reached behind me to unhook my bra, and the growl that filled his chest when my heavy breasts tumbled out sent a direct line of heat through my center. I collapsed into his stomach, trailing kisses down the center of him, letting my tongue leave a line to his cock. I took him into my mouth and moaned. He returned the sound and filled his hand with my hair.
Guiding me in my motion, he pulled me to him, and I let his thickness slide as far down my throat as I dared. I relished in the salty-sweet taste of him, and my fingers wrapped around the base to stroke him into me as I bobbed back and forth. I forced myself to open my eyes and looked up into Darren’s. Delight filled me as I watched his face contort in pleasure as my mouth worshipped his body. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes as I increased my speed. Suddenly, Darren looked down and gently pulled me away from him.
“Not yet,” he whispered, and a new wave of desire scorched through my core.
I wiggled back on the bed, pushing at the waistband of my pants as I did so they came down my legs, and he pulled them away before I got to the pillows. I rested my head on them, the cool air of the room making my nipples pert and perky. Darren let them be cold but for a moment as he climbed on top of me, taking one into his mouth and covering the other with his palm. I arched my back, thrusting my chest up and into him, and he gladly took the offer. His other hand slid between my thighs and pulled at the thin cotton panties. They slid off easily as he pulled, and I lifted my knees to make it faster. Anything to get him inside of me quicker.
His lips trailed back up my neck, and he rested his hands on either side of my head, lifting himself up above me. Our eyes locked as he positioned his cock at my opening, and I lifted my hips to beckon him. The head slid through my folds and found my clit, and for a moment the sensation was almost unbearable in its overwhelming pleasure. Then he rocked back and plunged forward into me. Stars filled my vision as he filled me, and a cry got lodged in my throat.
He thrust again, and my wet, waiting pussy opened for him, stretching to accommodate his girth. He stayed deep in me, letting me adjust before thrusting again. This time, the fullness subsided, and all that was left was the warm sensation of pleasure roiling through me, rolling up my core through my stomach and up my chest, filling my neck and cheeks with heat. The unstoppable crashing sensation of an orgasm surrounded me, drowning out the rest of the world but Darren and me. I focused on his lips as he pounded into me, and within moments, my body was jerking, straining as the climax took control and my toes curled under its power.