The Billionaire’s Mistake (Bad Boy Billionaire #4) Read Online Silvia Violet

Categories Genre: Billionaire, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bad Boy Billionaire Series by Silvia Violet
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Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 71034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
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“So good. How much can you take? Do you think you can take my cock and not move?”

“I…I don’t know about that.”

“We’re going to find out, but first you’re going to get my cock wet and slick with your mouth. Kneel for me.”

Laurie pushed away from the window and got on his knees. I positioned us parallel to the window and looked out. “What if people could see us? What if all those people walking around down there knew what you were doing, what you were feeling? What if they knew how much you wanted me?”

He gazed up at me, cheeks flushed. “They’d think I was very lucky.”

“That’s right. Do you know how many of those people would love to be where you are right now, on your knees, ready to take my cock in your mouth?”

“They should all want to be here.” He leaned forward and ran his tongue on the underside of my cock.

I had to fight to stay still. I wanted to thrust deep into him, but I held back, allowing him to tease me a little, to tongue my slit and grip the base of my cock.

“Take my cock in your mouth now. All of it. Get me good and ready.”

He did as I asked, swallowing me all the way down. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was so gorgeous with his lips wrapped around my cock. It didn’t matter how deep I forced myself down his throat, he took it. But I recognized I was completely under his spell. He was in full control of me because I wasn’t going to let him go. I couldn’t. I needed him like I needed air to breathe.

28

LAURIE

Iwas fighting to breathe through my nose. I couldn’t get enough air, but Worth’s cock felt so good stretching my lips. I wanted to keep sucking him until he let me swallow his cum again, but I knew that wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted to fuck me while I was pressed up against the window, displayed for everyone to see. He wanted to prove that I belonged to him.

I hummed around him, swallowing and letting him feel the muscles of my throat work along his length. He sucked in his breath and pushed me away.

“Damn, you’re fucking good at that, Princess.”

“I told you I would be a good boy.” My voice was horse which made him smile. “I’m being good for you, aren’t I?”

“You are. Now, get back in position, hands on the window and brace yourself. I’m not going to go easy on your ass.”

“I wouldn’t want you to. I’m here to please you.”

He gripped my hips roughly, lined up his cock and pushed deep. I cried out, but he didn’t slow down. He kept going, fucking me so hard I stumbled, nearly crashing into the window. I had to press my forearms against the glass to support myself.

“Look out there. All those people wish they could be as good as you. They wish they could pleasure me like you do, but they can’t do that, because you’re fucking perfection.”

I fought to stay still. It felt so good to be stretched by him, used by him. I needed him to tell me how good I was. I also needed to move. He was driving against my body, jolting me, making my cock bounce. I needed friction desperately, from my hand or his or fucking anything.

I pushed against him, trying to take him deeper.

He slapped the side of my ass. “I didn’t tell you to move.”

“Can’t stay still. Need you so bad.”

“You move again before you have permission and I’ll stop. I’ll jerk off, and I won’t even let you taste it. I won’t let you feel it on your body or dripping out of your ass.”

“Please. No.”

“Then hold still. I know you can.” His grip on my hips tightened. I tried to imagine his hands were restraints. Somehow, I managed to hold myself still, pressing into the window so hard I wondered if it would crack.

The glass was thick. It had to be safe, but I couldn’t help but worry that we were going to tumble out.

“You’re safe with me,” Worth said, as if he knew my thoughts.

“I know. I…Fuck me. Please.”

He did, hard and fast, driving over my prostate, making me whimper and beg. I pretended my feet were glued to the ground and pressed my arms against the window, ready to cry with need. If it hadn’t been for his grip on my hips, I would never have succeeded in staying still.

“God, Princess, you’re so perfect, so obedient, so good.”

“Do I please you?”

“Yes. You please me so much. I’m going let you move now, fuck yourself on my cock.”

I did, jerking my hips wildly, so fucking desperate. “Touch me. Please. I need to come.”

“No, Princess, you’re going to come with no hands. You’re only going to come from me driving into your ass good and hard.”


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