Free Taken by the Billionaire by Kendra Claire

and more excited. No, I was beyond excited... I was approaching orgasm already! I could feel it growing in the back of my mind, waiting until it was big enough to drive out my rational thoughts and fill my mind with unspeakable ecstasy.
    Suddenly, he stopped.
    I groaned and opened my eyes, looking up at him in confusion and irritation. I had been so close! My orgasm was right there , just about to explode, and he stopped! What had he—
    He pounded deep into me with one hard, punctuated stroke that made my breasts bounce and my brain snap, and then he slowly pulled back again.
    “I need your help tomorrow, Sarah,” he whispered, “and I’m not going to let you come until you agree to help me.”
    “If that’s how you’re going to play, the answer’s no,” I said, but then I groaned in pleasure as he gave me another hard, quick stroke.
    “I can wait here all night, sweetie,” he said, and he thrust himself deep into me once more, dragging himself back out as a wave of excruciating pleasure made its way up my spine. “I will fuck you like this all night, keeping you at the edge but never letting you climax, holding you down and making you take every last bit of it, until you agree to help me.”
    I cried out again as he penetrated deep inside me once more.
    “Aaah! What do you want me to do?” I gasped, panting in a mix of excitement and frustration.
    “I want you to stay by my mother’s side—all day if you have to—and figure out what she and Sergei were talking about today. I need to find out what he’s been up to.”
    “That’s all? You just want me to wheedle information from your elderly mother?” I asked, finally able to construct a coherent sentence now that the heavenly thrusts had stopped.
    “It’ll be harder than you think. She’s been fending off spies for years, and she won’t open up so quickly to an outsider like you,” he said. “Will you do it?”
    I thought about it for a moment, and the second the word ‘Yes’ formed on my lips, Peter’s hands shot back out, grabbing me by the forearms again, and he thrust his member deep into me.
    I screamed deliriously as he stroked in and out of me at a frenzied pace, both taking me for all I was worth and also giving it all back to me in pleasures ten-fold. My consciousness seemed to fade in and out, more often than not letting my animal desires take control as my orgasm sparked back to life and quickly built up into a blazing inferno inside me.
    A powerful scream wrenched itself from my chest and escaped through my lips as my orgasm ignited my entire body. I was burning up. My skin was on fire, and the heavenly fire was spreading up my spine and setting off every nerve in my body. My body shook uncontrollably as wave after wave of powerful muscle contractions worked their way up my body starting between my legs as I clenched instinctively around his shaft and ending at my chest.
    Suddenly, Peter pulled out of me with a groan of delight, and he came as well. I felt hot pin-pricks against my belly as his seed landed on me, and white spots stood out in sharp contrast on my red panties.
    My mind slowly came down from its high, and I laid my head back on the soft carpet and basked in the euphoric glow as Peter joined me on the floor and took me in his arms.
    I felt comfortable like this, I realized. I was safe and happy in his arms, and it felt as if—in spite of his domineering tendencies and his temper—Peter actually did care about me. There was more to him than he liked to show the world, and I felt like I was getting a tiny taste of the real Peter as he lovingly held me.
    He really does care , I thought. Remember how scared he looked when he thought you’d been shot?
    "Sarah?” he whispered, interrupting my thoughts as his lips brushed ticklishly against my ear.
    “Yeah?” I whispered back sleepily. Now that the glorious sensations had run their course, I was starting to crash from exhaustion.
    “One more thing to think about