Billionaire's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Sebastian’s Residence In the bliss of making love with Dave, he nearly wrecked her, but it was nothing compared to the pleasure she felt at his sudden thrust that made her cum again.

Chelsea gasped at the beautiful pain, feeling his shaft all the way deeper. But that initial jolt gave way to an indescribable pleasure as his lips pressed against her skin and he drew a feverish kiss that made her groan to her core.Heat raced through her veins like rivers of nothingness, all of her senses-every fibre of her being-drawn toward the pulse that now flowed beneath Dave’s lips. Each suckling tug, every erotic sweep of his tongue, confirmed what she had already known. She was his and he was hers.

If she hadn’t been before, the connection he had just activated between them ensured she always would be. He could never take another as, for Dave, there would only be Chelsea.

The joy that understanding gave her was almost too much to bear. It filled her heart, even as it awakened something raw and primal inside her.

“You always belong to me, sweetheart.” Dave muttered under the kiss.

She tucked her fingers through his hair, holding him to her throat as he kissed, “Yes, I’m yours.”

He moaned, still rocking atop her, their bodies intimately joined. His strokes intensified along with the taste of her skin against his lips. The combined sensations flooded her with desire, stoking her need all over again.

“Beautiful… you are so beautiful,” he murmured, his deep voice as rough as gravel, his breath rushing hot against her throat. She felt his tongue sweep over her skin.

He lifted his head to watch her now. Dave’s eyes were glowing as bright as coals, gazing at her with such a ferocity of emotion it stole her breath. She had never seen him like this before. She licked her lips, hungry to feel him at her core again.

Everywhere.

He was ferocious and otherworldly, the most magnificent man she’d ever seen.

His wicked mouth curved as he caressed the side of her face and the tender skin where his kisses had been. “I can feel you inside me, Chelsea, and I feel your pleasure. I feel how badly you need me to make you come again.” As if to punctuate, he thrust long and slow and deep, a rumble of satisfaction vibrating through him as she cried out in helpless ecstasy. “Oh goodness me, Dave!”

“My sweet Chelsea,” he said, lowering his head to kiss her forehead, her cheek, her parted lips as she sighed. “I wish you could feel how much I love you.”

“Show me,” she whispered, reaching up to trace her fingers along his rigid jaw, her gaze drifting to his lips. “Let me taste you now, Dave. I want to taste you again.”

She didn’t have to ask him twice.