The Billionaire's Guide to the Marriage Deal: A Fake Relationship with a Grumpy Billionaire Romcom (How to Marry a Billionaire Book 1) by Piper Marlowe

Author:Piper Marlowe [Marlowe, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-28T04:00:00+00:00

15

EASTON

A throbbing sensation in my cock wakes me the next morning. It only takes a split second to see why. Beside me in the bed, nestled in the crook of my arm, is Phoebe, stark naked. Her ass is pressed up against my hips, and I’m already rock hard.

That explains the wet dream. Or… wet memory?

Just the thought of last night is enough to make me groan. The lingerie I tore off her body. The wall I pinned her against, the sensation of release when I finally fucked the woman I’ve been dreaming about for weeks—my own wife.

And after that, I carried her upstairs, straight into my walk-in shower. I rubbed soap into her back, her long lean legs, her taut arms. Her hips, her ass, her breasts… By the time we got to the rinsing stage, she was trembling like a leaf. I could have done anything I wanted to her, but instead I pulled her into my arms and let my hand slip between her legs. Made her scream with pleasure all over again.

My cock gives an aching throb, and as if in answer, Phoebe wriggles in her sleep, her ass rubbing against my shaft.

Fuck. I can’t take much more of this.

I slide one arm down from where I draped it around her waist and trace circles along her hipbone, the curve of her belly. Down across her soft mound, until my fingertips circle her clit, ever so lightly. Brushing back and forth until Phoebe wriggles again and lets out a sleepy little moan that nearly does me in.

How can I still want her this badly? Normally I get women out of my system in a night or two. Don’t get me wrong, morning after sex is always on the table, but… there’s usually not such a desperate edge to it. I feel like I didn’t even fuck her at all.

You just haven’t done it enough, I reassure myself. A few more times and I’ll feel sated, as always.

I press a little harder against her clit, and Phoebe’s lips part with a sigh. Her eyelids flutter, and she glances over her shoulder at me.

“Good morning to you too,” she murmurs.

The half-smile on her face makes me want to thrust inside her already, watch her face come alive with want, the way it did last night when she came for me. But I have more self-control than that.

I slip my hand lower, pressing between her thighs to trace the edges of her pussy lips. Then I grin. “Seems like someone was dreaming about me.”

I press until my fingertip eases between her lips. I can already feel how wet she is, dripping along her inner thigh, pooling there. I trace my finger up the length of her slit and back down, slowly.

In response, she arches her hips to press her ass against my cock more firmly, smirking. “Pot, kettle.”

“Never said I was complaining.”

I kiss the nape of her neck, and she lets her eyes flutter shut again. She pushes back against me as I use my hand to spread her thighs and slide my cock between her legs.

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