Mine Completely ~ Simon (Billionaire’s Obsession #1.4)(14)
Author: J.S. Scott

He tasted her mouth, finally ripping his lips from hers. “Bare pu**y. Now.” He strained at his bindings, looking desperate to be released.

Yep. It was time to release her caveman. “Help me.” She had no clue how to get him free.

Simon gave her clipped instructions and she finally got his hands free. He sat up and deftly removed the restraints on his legs himself.

He was on her in a heartbeat, his sweaty, still-panting self completely out of control. God, how she loved him. Alpha Simon was on the prowl and sexy as hell.

He ripped her lingerie, shredding the top and bottom in a few hard tugs, completely destroying the ensemble. She sighed, admiring his brute strength, the ease with which he could get her naked. The desire to chastise him for shredding her lingerie had left her long ago. He would replace it later. And seeing him go completely insane with passion was well worth it. As usual, he was rough on the garment without hurting her.

“God, you’re so f**king beautiful,” he breathed heavily as he uncovered her shaven pu**y. “Time for revenge. You want to play, little girl, you have to pay up.”

Kara was more than ready for Simon’s type of punishment, the type that would leave her breathless, begging and moaning. As his fingers traced her swollen, sensitive ni**les, she moaned. She was so, so ready.

“Please, Simon.”

“Please, what? What do you want?” he asked her harshly.

“Fuck me. Please.”

“I think not. I’m having a craving of my own. My mouth is watering for some cream. Are you wet for me, sweetheart?”

Wet? Hell…she was beyond wet. “Yes.”

She bucked her hips, but she couldn’t budge his rock solid body. His moist skin plastered against her, but he was keeping most of his weight from her with his arms. Looking up, she met his wild, intense dark eyes, her body clamoring for his possession. “You’re going to come for me while I taste you.” His voice was raspy, and he buried his face in her hair, biting gently at her neck, before he licked his way down to her br**sts.

She gasped as he tongued her br**sts, moving from to the other, as though he had all the time in the world to worship each sensitive nipple. Her core clenched as he moved to her belly, stopping to flick his tongue into her bellybutton, laying moist, hot kisses to her stomach.

Finally, right before she was ready to scream with frustration, he spread her thighs. She shivered as he blew a warm breath on her naked pu**y.

“I can already smell your arousal, see how wet you are,” he growled, his fingers trailing over the bare flesh.

She thrashed her head, needing desperately to feel his mouth on her. “Please, Simon. I need you.”

His finger delved along her saturated folds, slowly meandering deeper. “Like this?” he asked, his tone demanding.

“More,” she begged, ready to lose her mind if he didn’t make her come immediately.

“Like this?” He circled her clit, his finger gliding through her slick flesh.

“More. Damn it. More.” She was losing it, her body begging for him.

“Like this?” His mouth closed over her tender flesh, his tongue lapping, licking her arousal, consuming her.

Oh, God. Yes. Yes. Yes. Her hips lifted, trying to get his tongue deeper, faster. He parted her folds with his thumbs and buried his face in her pu**y with a tortured reverberating sound, devouring her like a starving man, relentlessly flicking her clit as he completely consumed her.

“Yes. Please, Simon. I need to come.” She grasped his head, threading her fingers into his hair, moaning as she pulled him against her, rocking her hips as he pleasured her with his scorching hot mouth.

He groaned against her flesh, the vibrations pushing her slowly toward insanity. Her climax engulfed her, consumed her, her body catching fire as Simon laved her over the edge.

Nearly ready to sob with relief, Kara cried his name as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her body.

After he had wrung every ounce of pleasure from her that he could with his amazing mouth, Simon shed his boxers and crawled up her body. Kara opened her eyes, and saw the man she loved, raw and edgy, just the way she liked him. Just the way she loved him.

Kara’s body was sated, but her need to have him join with her was almost unbearable. “Fuck me, Simon. Now.” His erection jutted against the still-quivering flesh of her core.

“Mine,” he told her roughly. “You’ll always be mine.”

“Yes. Always.”

Simon positioned his hard c**k at the entrance to Kara’s begging channel, entering her with one hard thrust, taking her breath away. He filled her, completed her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, wanting to be as close to him as she could get.

Simon’s mouth covered hers, suffusing her entire body with heat, taking her away to a place where only she and Simon existed. His c**k pummeled her, Simon pulling almost completely out before entering her again, and Kara embraced the volatile mating. He was claiming her, and she wanted to be claimed by him.

Yanking his mouth from hers, he panted, “Tell me you’re mine. I need you. I love you. You’re never f**king leaving me.”

“I’ll always be yours, Simon. Nothing will tear us apart. I love you.” Her gasping admission was barely out of mouth before she felt her orgasm building. Wrapping her legs tighter around Simon’s waist, she met his powerful strokes, their sweat-soaked bodies melding together seamlessly.

Kara flew apart, her body trembling and her channel contracting, nails biting into the skin of Simon’s back. She cried out his name rocking her fiery body into his, milking his c**k as her orgasm crested and then let her come back to earth slowly.

“Fuck. Kara. Kara.” Simon came, his explosive orgasm flooding her womb.

He rolled off her immediately, clutching her against him, pulling her into the protective shelter of his arms.

His chest still heaving, he choked out, “Did I hurt you?”

She shook her head, her body still quivering. “No,” she whispered, still short of breath. “You gave me exactly what I needed.”

Her need satiated, Kara kissed his forehead before burying her face in his neck, still trying to recover.

Somehow, Simon always seemed to know what she needed. Tonight, on their second Valentine’s Day together, he had given her his unbridled passion and his deep unconditional love. Certainly, he hadn’t needed to put himself in restraints to prove anything to her. But just the fact that he had been willing, had put himself completely at her mercy, humbled her beyond belief.