Chapter 228 Billionaire's Lies

• Benedict sucks hard, then nips gently. it's driving me mad when he pauses and leans across my face. I draw my hand forward and cup his cheek lightly. When I've steadied a little, he asks, "Anywhere else?"
• I just glance at him, and he clears the cover off the bed, fully exposing my body. His right hand weaves in my hair as he comes in close for another kiss while his left hand hoists my gown. His hot palm feels wonderful against the cool air as he places it directly above my panty line.
• "Nowhere else? Are you sure?" he teases me. His eyes twinkle when I raise my hips in silent appeal. "Come on," he coaxes, wanting to hear me say it. His hand caresses across the crest of my pelvis, almost there! I pull his head close to my lips and kiss his ear, then whisper hotly, "Please." My tongue darts into his ear and his hips thrust forward, letting me feel that delicious hardness pressed tightly into my hip. "Mmmm, please what, pretty girl?" his hand continues in slow, lazy circles right above where I desperately want it to be.