One Weekend with the Billionaire novel Chapter 39

Julia’s mouth is a wondrous place to be, and as her tongue rolls around my cock, her throat taking in all of me, I am unable to comprehend how so much pleasure can come from one woman. I am near coming undone when she lets me go, smiling at me, seeking my approval. I want to take her in my arms and show her just how much I enjoyed the best blow job I’ve ever had.

Instead, I give her a moment to catch her breath and concentrate on coming down from my high. I’m glad she’s stopped now because I want to pleasure her. I want her to feel the euphoric experience I am coming down from, and if I had had a full orgasm in her beautiful mouth, I wouldn’t be able to show her the same courtesy for at least a few minutes. I don’t want my Julia to ever have to wait.

As soon as she has caught her breath, she doesn’t wait for me. Instead, Julia slings her leg over my hips so that she is straddling me and kisses me passionately. He fingertips rake down my chest and stomach, and I reach for her breasts, gently massaging them at first, tugging slightly on her nipples, before I increase the pressure, getting a gentle moan from her lips, which vibrate against my own. She tastes so sweet, I don’t want her to pull her mouth away from mine, but when she slips me inside of her, my dick entering her as if that’s where it was always meant to be, her folds are wet, her muscles tight, gripping my flesh and claiming it as her own.

She begins to move her hips and releases my mouth. Her head falls back, and she is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I put my hands on her hips and move with her, our bodies in perfect unison. She is panting and moaning, whispering my name. "Oh, god, Braxton. You feel so good." I slide a finger between her folds and find her nub, stroking it gently in time to our dance, and she comes undone. I can see it in her face. Even though her eyes are closed, they are rolled back, her mouth open at first and then her face scrunched as she rides the waves of pleasure I am sending through her body.

I want to keep her there for hours, keep her body at the height of pleasure, but as she continues to ride me, I know I won’t be able to. I will be experiencing that emotion again myself in just a moment, and then, I will be all used up, spent, at least until I can recover. With Julia, it is easy to come back around because she is so gorgeous, and her body knows how to jumpstart mine, but I hang on for as long as I can, my fingers tangled around the metaphorical thread until I have to let go.