FAKE DATING WITH BENEFITS MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS (Ophelia Corrigan) novel Chapter 29

CHAPTER 29

– JAMIE

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“We need to get out of here before you actually get hurt,” he said, and before I could argue, he scooped me up.

“Simon! I can walk!”

“I know you can. But I’d rather carry you.”

He stepped out of the stall carefully, avoiding the shards, and carried me through the penthouse to the bedroom. The feeling was strange-being carried by a naked man, water still streaming off both of us, the silence of the apartment contrasting with the chaos we’d just left behind.

He laid me down on the bed with a tenderness that surprised me, and for a moment we just lay there, him hovering over me, his eyes tracing my body.

“Your body turns me on so much,” he said, and his voice was so low it almost sounded like he was talking to himself.

I could have made a joke. I could have said something sarcastic to cut the tension. But something about that moment, in that bed, with that naked man above me, stopped me.

Instead, I reached up and touched his face.

“Simon…”

He looked away for a second, then leaned in, and the kiss he gave me was different from all the others. Less urgent, less wild. Slower, almost obscene.

His mouth found my neck, then my collarbone, then traveled down my body to my breasts. His lips closed around my nipple, his tongue teasing the tip, and a moan escaped me.

“You have the most perfect tits I’ve ever seen,” he murmured, and the statement was so direct, so sincere, it made me laugh despite everything.

“You probably say that to all the women.”

“Jamie.” He lifted his head, his eyes locked on mine. “I’m just telling you the truth.”

And before I could answer, his mouth was somewhere else-trailing down my stomach, kissing every inch of my skin, leaving a trail of fire wherever it went. And then he reached the place I wanted him most.

The first lick made me arch my back. The second made me grab the sheets. And when he started going down on me, his hands gripping my thighs, I completely lost track of where I was.

“Simon-” The name came out as a moan.

“You like this?” The question was muffled against my skin, but the sound reached me, warm and rough.

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“Yes,” I managed. “God, yes.”

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He went deeper, his tongue finding the perfect rhythm, and I felt the orgasm starting to build again. My legs started to shake, closing involuntarily around his head.

But he didn’t let go. His hands pressed my thighs apart, opening me back up, and he didn’t stop.

“You want to come?” His voice was rough when he lifted his head.

“Yes. Please.”

“Then come. Come in my mouth.”

And when he went back down on me, his tongue faster, more precise, I let go completely. The orgasm hit me like an explosion, a scream ripping from my lips, my body shaking under his touch.

I lay there panting, eyes closed, when I felt him shift. He pulled a condom from the nightstand, but didn’t put it on right away.

“Turn over,” he said, his voice rough. “On all fours.”

I obeyed.

The feel of the mattress under my knees, the anticipation of what was coming, the certainty that he was going to fuck me with the same brutality from the shower-it all mixed together into an anticipation that made me tremble.

And then I felt the head of his cock pressing against me, and he slid inside without warning. A moan escaped me, low and desperate.

“You like it like this?” He thrust deep. “You like getting fucked hard?”

“Yes,” I managed. “Fuck, yes.”

His hand found my ass, and the slap was sudden-hard enough to make me catch my breath, but not hard enough to really hurt. The shock spread through my body like electricity.

“Again,” I heard my own voice say.

“Say please.”

“Please.”

The second slap was harder, and I moaned at the sensation.

“You like that.” It wasn’t a question. A statement.

“Yes,” I admitted, my voice rough. “I do.”

He sped up, each thrust deeper than the last, and I felt the orgasm building again. It was too much—the feeling of being completely filled, his hands on my hips, the words he was muttering through his teeth.

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“You’re going to come again, aren’t you?”

“Yes-”

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