The Healed Photoframe - A Dark Billionaire Romance

24. Overpowering🦋

"Don't forget to hear the song."

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I gripped on his neck tightly and smashed his lips with mine, while using my other hand to attack his clothes. But it was a little bit difficult so I yanked the one side of his shirt and ripped it open. Buttons flew away in different directions. I raked on his ripped muscles as if I couldn't get enough of him. Every part of his body I touched ignited a fire on my fingertips. The fresh woody scent of his skin was an aphrodisiac and intoxicant at once, spurring my desire for him until I felt like I was about to lose my mind. My hands were greedy as they slid over his sweat-damp skin, stroking and kneading, searching for the spots that made him growl and moan.

Everything about him drove me mad, from the way he looked and reacted beneath my hands to the way he watched me and touched me.

He gasped as I undo his belt and very slowly lean forward, making my intention clear. He was holding his breath, but stood stock still as I nibbled on his Adam's apple along with some rough kisses. I undo the final button and lift my face to him. He's gazing at me, and there's a look of satisfaction, calm and... wonder on his face.

He nods as I slowly push his shirt off his shoulders and let it fall on the floor.

"What have you done to me, Liza?!" He murmurs. "Whatever it is, don't stop." And I didn't stop. I thrust my both hands into his hair and pulled his head right back so that I could have easy access to his lip again.

I ran my lips up to his jaw, nipping softly. He groaned and I felt optimistic. Oh, I want this man. My fingers fumbled at his waistband, undoing the button and pulling down the zipper.

"Oh, god!" he breathed as he kissed me behind my ear. I felt his erection against me. I stepped back abruptly and dropped on my knees.

"Whoa!" He gasped.

I tug at his trousers and boxers sharply and before he could stop me, I took him into my mouth, enjoying his shocked astonishment as his mouth dropped open. He gazed down at me, watching my every move, eyes so dark and filled with bliss. It made me more eager as I fastened my mouth movement.

He closed his eyes and surrendered to this unbearable pleasure. I knew exactly what I did to him, and god, it felt so great. So heady.

It felt so great to take control over Ronald George Ryan.

"Fuck," He hissed and gently cradled my head, flexing his hips so he moves deeper inside my mouth. Oh yes, I want this and I swirl my tongue around him, pulling hard...over and over.

"Isss..." He hissed sharply as he tried to step back. I reached out quickly and grabbed his hips firmly, doubling my efforts and I could tell he was close.

"Please," He panted hard. "I am going to come, Liza." He groaned.

I took him fully inside my mouth instead of stopping until he could touch my throat, and he came loudly and contentedly.

He opened his bright blue eyes and gazed down on me. I gazed back at him while licking my lips. He bent, hooked his hands under my arms, and pulled me to my feet. I held his hand and led him to the couch with long steps. When we reached the couch I tossed him and rode on him without wasting any moment.

"Today I'll top you." As soon as I finished my sentence I leaned over to kiss him again. His one hand roughly grabbed my neck while the other one caressing my back, making the hairs on my body shiver.