The Billionaire's Redemption (The Billionaire's Kiss, Book Five): (A Billionaire Alpha Romance) Read Online Free Page B

they’re clean.”
    “No, they need extra special attention.”
    One of his hands slips down between my legs and begins to soap me up down there.
    Not only are his fingers caressing my strip of hair, they’re brushing against my lips…
    …the hood of my clit…
    UnnnnHHHHH.
    I can feel his cock, slippery yet hard, sliding across my ass.
    I can’t help myself. I reach behind me and touch it, encircle it with my fingers, run my hand slowly up and down its length.
    He begins to kiss my neck. I close my eyes, transported by the heat and the sensual feel of his wet skin on mine, his hands on me, his hardness pressed against my body.
    “But the cops…” I murmur.
    “They think we went down with the plane miles from here.”
    “…this is crazy…”
    “Maybe. But it could be the last chance we have for awhile.”
    His lips are nibbling my earlobe.
    His finger is very deliberately stroking my clit, soft and hot and soapy.
    “…we could get caught…”
    “Which makes it kind of hotter, doesn’t it?” he whispers in my ear.
    “…we should go…”
    “The clothes still have to dry.”
    Couldn’t argue with that, though I still tried. “…Grant…”
    “We’ll make it a quickie.”
    Fuck it.
    I’m in.
    I turn around to face him, and he kisses me on the mouth, deep and insistent. I keep caressing his cock, feeling it swollen in my grip, his skin so tight he feels like he might burst.
    He grabs one of my legs, hoists it up in the air, and pins it against his side. With his other hand he takes his shaft and directs it directly between my legs so the head starts to caress my lips. His tip is wet, not only with water but with pre-cum, and he slides it soooo sensually across my clit that bursts of pleasure shoot up my spine and down through my legs. He does it several times, and every time I moan and shudder with pleasure.
    After about thirty seconds of that, he reaches up and aims the shower head away from us and at the tile wall. I look at him questioningly – Why’d you do that? – because we’re only getting a bit of reflected spray.
    Then I understand as he grabs my ass with his other hand, lifts me effortlessly into the air, and presses me against the tile wall.
    Ohhhhh…
    The tile feels so warm against my back, and water is cascading down all around me. My legs are wrapped around his waist. But I’m up too high for us to have sex…
    …which is why he lets me slowly slide down the tile, until I can feel the head of his cock line up with my pussy.
    Oh Jesus –
    I stare into his eyes, my face wracked with exquisite torment, as the head of his cock slowly enters me, aided by gravity as my body slides down the tile wall.
    One inch… two inches… three inches… four inches… five inches inside me…
    Deeper… deeper… oh fuck, even deeper… filling me up, getting thicker the farther I go down…
    He kisses me passionately as he begins to rock his hips back and forth, slowly easing his huge cock in and out of me. I am suspended against the wall, legs wrapped around his waist, arms looped around his neck. I moan as he goes deeper with every slow, wet movement, the hot water rushing over me and the gorgeous cock inside me combining to put me in a hypnotic state of pleasure.
    I’m wet – so wet. He begins to thrust faster, harder, deeper. I bury my face in the crook of his neck and bite his hot, damp skin, feeling it between my teeth. If it’s painful to him, he doesn’t let on, because it only makes him thrust harder. Soon I’m crying out with every stroke. The pleasure is building up between my thighs with an incredible intensity. I bite him harder, and suddenly I’m screaming as I come, that big, thick cock like a drug, a new pulse of ecstasy every time he moves inside me.
    As the orgasm ebbs away, I gasp, “Did you come?” even though I’m sure he didn’t.
    “Not yet, but – ”
    “Put me down.”
    “Wait – just a second – ”
    “Trust me.”
    He looks at me, his face the one