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touch between my thighs.
    Please, don’t come yet, I told myself. I repeated the words over in my head. My body had gone haywire a long time ago, like Lucas had hacked into me. It would do whatever he commanded now. I was powerless to stop his orders.
    Another command came my way when he unlatched my nipple and shot his fingers to my jaw. It was already slack, but he placed me in his palm, his to behold.
    “I can’t wait to plunder your sweet pussy. I am going to eat you out until your moans vibrate my tongue. Your pussy is mine tonight. Mine forever. Remember that.”
    Whoa, that was hot. My pussy was his forever? Maybe he was roleplaying...but I didn’t think so. He looked really serious.
    Before I could wrap my head around it, he slipped his hands under my ass and thrust me out of the water. I clambered up his chest, clutching onto him so I wouldn’t fall, but he had a strong hold underneath me. The room spun, then I was planted down on something sturdy and comfortable—the massage table.
    He drove my thighs apart. My breath hitched. My arousal slammed into me, sending me into a daze. I locked my palms to my sides once his fingers curled around my thong. I braced myself for him to peel it from me. Tightening, my pussy drew in again, trying to lure that billionaire. If he didn’t take me soon, I might break completely.
    He slowly pulled the thong from my ankles.
    “Can you get any sexier?” he asked.
    I thought he only peppered me with compliments for my sake, but then he really proved he meant it once his tongue dove in and went wild. He brushed delicately, yet firmly over my velvety entrance. His tongue speared inside, driving my craving to an absurd level, then he slipped it back out, running it up to my beating bud, but he wouldn’t touch it, not yet.
    He feasted on me. My back arched and I pounded against the table. It held firm. It didn’t rock at all. I could fight all I wanted, but I would be the only thing to break under that billionaire’s control.
    He kissed and rolled his tongue, hitting me in waves of pleasure that crashed into me, taking me under. I somehow managed to break the surface each time. Still fighting my orgasm, it kept building inside me with every touch of his tongue. He hadn’t even gotten to the sensitive part yet, that part which thundered with every strike of his lips.
    Lucas must’ve sensed my struggle.
    “Come now,” he demanded.
    He growled and swept over my clit. That aggressive growl, rumbling to my core, pushed me over the edge. My legs kicked. My neck flung back. Abs clenching, I almost coiled on myself as I opened up and my love unleashed. The orgasm swept me up, pumping me full of bliss. Surrendering to it, I lay flat out, at the mercy of my orgasmic high.
    Lucas pulled away. I jumped up and tried to drag him back down.
    He bound my fallen black tresses of hair between his fingers. Giving me a snug tug, he lifted me onto my knees.
    “Open your lips.”
    Doing as Lucas commanded, I let my tongue hang. It dropped even lower when I saw that Lucas had stripped his boxers off. His proud cock, precum already pearled at the tip, waited for my lips. Long, hard, and thick, Lucas had a beautiful-looking tool at his disposal. As if he couldn’t get any flashier toys, he had the most glorious one hiding in his pants the whole time.
    He thrust it at my open lips. There wasn’t enough time to be awestruck. His tip shoved my cheeks wide and he pushed more of himself inside, until my breath caught, until I scraped at his solid abs.
    “Your sweet mouth. I want to come already. But I’ve got to save myself for your hot pussy, don’t I? Or maybe I’ll come multiple times. Use every hole.”
    As he slowly stroked against my tongue, I looked at him with big, obedient eyes. I had never thought of myself as a submissive, since I typically made the moves with the low-libido men I was with. Now I was being dominated, told exactly what I needed to do. I could sit back, relax, and