Winter's Sun - A Billionaire's Revenge

Elevator Makeout

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Blake's hand tightens around mine, his palm sweating. For a moment I second guess myself, thinking it's probably not a good idea considering he could be a serial killer.

I quickly shake off my doubt. Honestly, I could care less whether or not he is. Death and s*x sound equally inviting although I'd prefer s*x. The corner of my mouth twitches.

At least I'd die happy.

He stops abruptly, causing me to run into his back. I wince, hoping I didn't hurt him.

"Sorry," I apologize, feeling sheepish. He chuckles and I realize that we're at the door of his cabin.

And... I glance around the hallway, realizing we're in one with no other doors. He's digging in his pockets, looking for something.

"Uhhh..."

He looks over his shoulder at me. "You ok?"

I nervously shift my weight to my other foot. "There aren't any other cabins here."

He chuckles. "I wanted to have some privacy and this is about as private as you can get on a ship that you share with 1,000 people," he says dryly.

He stops rummaging and I hear the unmistakable click of a door unlocking.

𝘖𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴.

I should be nervous but I can only think about getting ahold of his d**k.

I hear a whirring sound and a ping. Is that... I peek around him.

Holy s**t, it's an elevator!

I'm suddenly apprehensive. This guy is clearly a bigger fish than I was expecting him to be. I'm teetering on the edge of indecision and I'm not sure whether to jump or climb to safety.

I look over at him, his handsome face with the tiniest hint of a smirk, excitement and lust blazing in his eyes. He's so damn sexy and he wants me and he's apparently loaded. But I don't want to make a mistake that messes up my life.

Like, what if it's like those romance novels where you end up having a one night stand with your boss before you actually start your job?

I mean, I'm not about to start a new job but worse things have happened. He steps into the elevator, and turns to face me before reaching out his hand. His eyes are filled with desire and the curve of his lips teases me.

Against my better judgement, I reach out and take his hand. His skin is slightly calloused and my hand is so small in his. A shock travels between us as he helps me into the elevator.

I stand before him, our hands still joined, my palms sweating and my heart pounding. I haven't had s*x in months and I'm ready.

My panties are soaked. I can only think about wanting him to taste me.

𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬

The door has barely closed before he's pinned me up against the wall. I gasp, my heart pounding. We're both panting and he's got his hands on either side of my head.

I feel a sudden rush of wetness adding to my already soaked clothing.

Fuck. If he makes me any wetter I'm going to start leaking like a faucet.

He lowers his head until I can feel his breath on my neck. He just barely brushes his lips across my clavicle before pressing a soft kiss to it. My eyes flutter closed and I bite my lip. He moves his lips up and presses a barely there kiss to my neck.

I let out a shaky breath, trying to hold back my moans. He moves his lips up until he kisses the spot where my neck meets my shoulder and I can't hold back anymore. I throw my head back and let out a moan.

Any decorum or apprehension is gone. He can take me however he wants.

He growls into my neck before grabbing my hips and pulling them into his. His c**k digs into my stomach.

My eyes widen in shock.

Holy hell, he's got a d**k on him. The shock quickly turns into pleasure as he moves a hand up to my neck. He holds me steady as his suddenly sinks his teeth into it and a wave of pleasure washes over me. I let out another moan, one that echoes through the elevator.

It breaks whatever control he has left and he pulls back before slamming his lips into mine.

Dear God, this man can kiss!

There's nothing gentle about it. His hand is in my hair, controlling the intensity. He's tasting me so thoroughly.

All I can taste is him. All I can smell is him and he smells like heaven. I whimper into his mouth as a trickle of liquid flows down my leg. My hands are locked in his hair and I'm kissing him back just as passionately.

From the erection throbbing against me, it seems like he's enjoying himself just as much as I am.

I can vaguely hear the ding of the bell and he suddenly tears his mouth from mine, breathing heavily. My hands are still in his hair and the look he's giving me is electric.

He suddenly grabs my legs and lifts me up. I instinctively wrap my legs around him, pushing his d**k against my hot core. His footsteps carry us into the living room, his d**k rubbing up against my slit with every movement. I cling to him, feeling helpless to keep the pressure from building up in me.

He steps into the living room, freezing in his footsteps. He lets out a shuddering breath and groans. "f**k. You're wet aren't you?" He grips my ass and pulls me up against him, his d**k sliding along my core. I involuntarily buck my hips against him, unable to hold back.

"Yeah, you're soaked... f**k, baby..." He squeezes my ass and I wrap my hands in his hair. I can't help but press my mouth against his. He responds in kind, his tongue massaging mine and I can't keep quiet anymore.

I stop trying and give in to my animal instincts, moaning and whimpering.

I don't even notice that we're in his bedroom until he lowers me onto the bed. He lifts himself up slightly and his eyes sweep over me. He smirks at me, mischief dancing in his gaze. "You soaked right through to my clothes..."

His knee rests on the edge of the bed, supporting his weight on one hand. He slowly slides his other hand up my leg. His eyes follow the line he traces on my skin until his finger slips behind my panties, making me gasp. I grip the sheets, unable to breathe at the intensity of the fire burning in me. He slides it right through my folds and I arch my back, pushing my chest into his face.

"f**k!" I whimper. He's going to make me c*m if he touches me one more time. I fist the sheets and thrust my hips into his hand, causing him to suck in a breath.

"You're ready, aren't you?" His smooth baritone caresses me like silk. "Good girl." His voice comes out a low purr.

Oh my God, I can c*m just from that. I gasp for breath, gazing up at him, desperate. He drags his finger through my juices, eyes locked on my face, the corner of his lips curling ever so slightly.

I can't keep my eyes off of him, unable to believe my eyes. There's no way there's actually a beautiful man pleasuring me. Not just pleasuring but wanting to, clearly aroused by it.

He's got me wondering if I'm hallucinating or asleep. There's no way he's real. I let out a whimper as he circles my c**t once before pulling his finger from me.

My juices shine on his fingers as he brings them to his lips. He runs his tongue along them before sucking my essence from his fingers. He keeps eye contact with me, almost as if daring me to say anything about it.

I suck in a breath.

Fuck, that's hot.

He straightens myself, resting his hands on my knees. "Delicious," he chuckles. "All I could think about was tasting you. And now..." He suddenly flips up my dress and spreads my legs, exposing me. His eyes light up and he bites his lip as he draws in a deep breath.

I'd taken the liberty of wearing some very scandalous lingerie and my lacy red thong hid absolutely nothing. His breathing is labored as he traces a finger down my thigh, following the trail of my juices. He swallows hard.

"I'm going to taste you now," he breathes just before he kneels.

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