The Billionaire and the Cleaner(29)
Author: Sam Crescent

“That’s right. Give me your pu**y. Make me lick you clean.”

Her ass lifted off the bed. He grabbed her ass and pushed her against his face. Kent was drowning in her scent and loving every second of it. Her cream was the tastiest thing he’d ever eaten.

“I’m going to come,” she said, screaming out the last word.

He grinned against her cunt. “That’s right, baby. Come all over my face.”

Pressing fingers into her pu**y, Kent rode her body bringing her to the pinnacle. He catapulted her over the edge.

Kent watched her body come apart under his skilled fingers. Her orgasm was a beauty to witness.

Chapter Seventeen

Lana cried out as pleasure washed over her in a giant wave. She’d never experienced anything like it. The intensity of the pleasure startled her. Her fists tightened in the bed sheets as Kent brought her to cl**ax with his tongue and hands. The grip he had on her ass would leave bruises, but she didn’t care.

When her release fell away she lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, panting for breath.

Kent kissed her pu**y before climbing up the bed.

“You taste amazing,” he said. She blushed as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. His face was glistening from her release.

She groaned and covered her face.

“What’s the matter?” he asked, pushing her hands away.

“How embarrassing,” she said.

“What is?”

“Your face is covered in…” She couldn’t even say the word.

Kent laughed. He licked his lips and bent down to kiss her. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You’ve got a sexy pu**y, and I loved licking it. I intend to spend a lot of time down there. You better get used to it.”

She stared up at him and saw the seriousness on his face. Kent intended to give her o**l s*x often. Did this mean their encounter was going to last longer than one night?

His finger tips ran down the length of her body. Her gaze never left his face as he touched her.

“You’ve got such a beautiful body.”

Lana felt her blush deepen. Her cheeks must be on fire with how hot they felt.

“You’re not used to compliments, are you?” he asked.

She shook her head. Words abandoned her at that moment.

“Get used to them. I’m going to be complimenting you more often.”

He leaned down and took her lips under his. Kent pulled her up the bed along with him until they lay with their heads on the pillows.

For the longest time, he kissed her lips and stroked her body. Lana knew he must be needing release. The hot length of his c**k lay against her thigh. The long shaft made her nervous. None of her previous boyfriends had ever been so long.

When he moved over her, she opened her legs and tensed waiting.

“What did I tell you about not relaxing?” he asked.

She stared up at him. Her mind went blank.

“I’m not doing anything until you relax enough for me. This is about pleasure, Lana. I’m not going to hurt you.”

Lana kept her arms by her sides as he touched and stroked her.

After some time, Kent let out a sigh, picked up her hand and pressed her palm against his chest. She stared at her hand and couldn’t help noticing her fat, pudgy fingers against the hard, muscular chest her hand was pressed against.

“Touch me,” he said.

Kent seemed desperate for her to put her hands on his body. She didn’t understand why. Lana ran her hands all over his body relishing the sounds he made.

He grabbed her hand and wrapped her fingers around the thick length of his shaft.

They were really doing this. They were going to have sex.

She stared up into his gaze to see him watching her.

“Feel what you do to me,” he said.

Lana pumped the shaft in her fist. Moving her gaze down, she watched as the tip leaked copious amounts of pr**cum. She’d never seen a c**k release so much liquid.

“That’s it, baby.”

After several more minutes of working him with her hand, Kent pushed her hand away.

“I’m going to take you now,” he said.

She opened her thighs wider.

“Watch me.”

Dropping her gaze to his cock, she watched as he ran the tip through her slit. She gasped as he caressed over her clit.

She was unable to contain the sound of her moan.

Kent ran the tip down to her entrance. The head of him slid inside. She tensed as the tip of him stretched her opening. From the tip of his c**k alone, Kent was already bigger than any man she’d ever known.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing me,” he said.

Lana closed her eyes and quickly opened them as Kent started to pump the tip of his c**k inside her. He worked the head going inch by glorious inch until he was more than halfway inside.

“Almost there, baby,” he said. “Look at me.”

Lifting her gaze to his, she stared into intense blue depths as he plunged the last way inside her. Kent was seated to the top with nowhere else for him to go.

“No condom,” she said, gasping.

“I don’t want there to be anything between us, Lana. You’re mine.” He stroked her cheek. Her head pounded as his words registered in her mind.

What did it all mean? Was he meaning for life or for this moment? How long was she to be his woman?

She shoved the negative thoughts aside and concentrated on the man above and inside her.

“I’m clean,” he said.

“So am I.”

He dropped his lips claiming her mouth as expertly as he was claiming her pu**y. Kent encouraged her to open her mouth and accept his invasion.

His tongue caressed over her lips and plunged inside to stroke her own.

She moaned as his c**k jerked inside her pu**y.

Hands dropped down to her hips. Kent pulled all the way out of her and then plunged inside her over and over again.

The grip on her h*ps tightened as he rode her body hard.

“I’m not going to last,” he said.

Lana gripped his arms as he went to his knees changing the angle. Her ass rested on his thighs, and his c**k was still deep inside her body.

“So f**king tight and sweet,” he said.

She cried out as her cl**ax started to build. The tightening began in her stomach and started to spread out over her body. Her ni**les tingled from the pleasure.

In three hard thrusts, Lana had her release as Kent cried out. His c**k jerked inside her as his seed filled her womb.

****

Collapsing on the bed, Kent pulled Lana against him. Her wonderful soft body moulded to his like it was always supposed to. Their bodies were dotted with perspiration. She curled up against his side without saying a word.