Taking his Risk (Year of the Billionaire Part 2) Read Free Page B

he would flick my throbbing erection with his tongue or pause to suck it into his mouth but he didn’t apply any pressure or begin any rhythm.
    I began to whi mper with need. "Please, please . . ." I thrashed my head from side to side, suddenly more aware than ever that I couldn't see him or what he was doing to me.
    "Please what, my sweet, tasty Raina?" he asked from between my legs.
    "Fuck me Tristan, now. Enter me. I can't wait any longer."
    "I think you can."
    He started to work on my clit, but too slowly and softly to push me over. I tried to grind myself into him harder, to get the pressure I wanted, but he deflected my effort.
    "Tristan, please. You're driving me crazy."
    "Tell me."
    I could hear the huskiness in his voice. I knew my arousal pleased him. I knew that, if I could see his eyes, they would be half-hooded and clouded with desire for me. "Now. I want your cock in me. I don't want to wait to fuck you. Now!"
    "Listen to yourself," he whispered in my ear as he positioned his body over mine. "Listen to what a demanding horny bitch you've become, my Queen." He growled with special emphasis on the 'horny bitch' part and returned to pure honey on 'my Queen'. I loved the sound of that--Tristan King's queen.
    His cock was just at my entrance and he moved his hips so that the head slid back and forth over my slick folds. I opened my legs wide and urged him into me. He filled me with a slow smooth thrust. The pure sensation of joining body to body, engulfed us both.
    Moving ever so slowly, Tristan began to stroke inside me. He positioned himself high against my pubic bone, over me, rather than deep within me. I wrapped my legs around him and rocked against him.
    "That's the way, concentrate on getting that clit massage d . . ."
    The base of his cock and the angle of his bone against mine had zeroed in on my needy erection perfectly. I began to push back against him each time he reached the apex of his shallow stroke . He breathed encouragement to me.
    "It's all yours, baby. Your cock, for just your pleasure. Show me how good it feels."
    There was nothing but his voice and the quivering, reaching desire of our bodies. I gripped his shoulders hard and bore up against him. He was still moving in a languid rhythm but the way his cock was hitting me drove me closer and closer to orgasm. When I came, it was with a series of long, long spasms that went on forever. The pleasure diffused through my body. Instead of being sharp, it was encompassing, everything in me seemed engulfed with pure, crystalline pleasure. It ended with small shuddering sobs. I felt the tears behind the sash, wetting the edges. He pulled the satin blindfold away and kissed my eyelids.
    "The sacred tears of Raina. You gave them to me."
    I sniffed a little sniff and smiled into his handsome face. "A gift gladly given. Oh, Tristan, such pleasure . . ."
    He shifted his weight sligh tly and started to move again.
    "It's your turn now," I told him as I angled my hips so that he could fill me with his full length, deeply, up to the very mouth of my womb. I held the backs of my knees open and urged him with my body and my words to come.
    "Now, fuck me hard. I want it hard and I want to feel you take what's yours."
    "Oh, baby, that's it . . . tell me."
    "Hard, Tristan, slam your beautiful cock into me . . . into my cunt." I watched his face as I spoke. Saying the forbidden words brought him to the tipping point. I could see it in the contortion of his face as he threw his head back and held himself deep within me. He moved only slightly as he emptied himself into me. My body had just been so, so well satisfied and now I had the other, equally beautiful pleasure of having his satisfaction poured into me.
    He stayed on top of me for a moment or two. My arms slowly relaxed away from their tight grip on his shoulders and my legs slipped away from his waist. His cock shrunk into satisfied slumber and soon we joined it, twined around each other as the jet moved closer