His Strict Requirement: Billionaire Secrets - Book Five by Drew Sinclair

like a plaything in the paws of a lion, was intoxicating. Once she was face down he reached up and slowly unzipped her dress with one hand while steadying her ass with the other. When the zipper was all the way down to her butt he reached up and gently undid the clasp on her bra before flipping her over again by the waist.
    She looked up at him and trembled from head to toe.
    He was above her, leaning over her. The bastard had reached into her mind, pulled her romantic fantasies from her head and shaped a reality from them more intense than anything she could have cooked up in any of her guilty moments.
    There was only thing out of place.
    She had to be on top of him. It was her thing. But that could wait until she had the evidence she needed. His words were still piling up on the surveillance device in her necklace but she needed more specifics, more admissions.
    His hands rested lightly on her shoulders and then he began to slide the dress down her arms. He carefully left her bra in place as he continued on down to her waist and hips, along her thighs, down to her knees and then finally to her ankles.
    Every additional inch of revealed flesh made her feel more exposed, more helpless, more sexual than ever. No man had ever before made such a perfect ritual of stripping her naked.
    He stood up straight with the dress in one hand and then dropped it slowly to the floor.
    "No need for that anymore." He leaned on the bed again, looming over her. Lindsay's mind resisted but her soaking wet pussy was screaming out for him to take her. The long months of enforced celibacy since Nena had arrived into her world seemed to crowd up on her all at once and make anything seem reasonable.
    Tonight she would have a real man inside her, not some truncated, lubricated, battery operated replica.
    He reached down and with one large hand and slipped his fingers inside the top of her panties before plunging slowly down through the soft, damp hair of her pubic mound.
    She arched her back up towards him and moaned.
    "Fuuuuuck…."
    "That's it baby." His voice was strained with the exertion of holding back and the extreme discomfort of his steel hard cock struggling against his shorts and pants. "Don’t fight it any longer."
    He began to slide her panties down and the feeling of being slowly denuded under his gaze set her to writhing on the soft bedspread. She reached her hands down instinctively to cover herself and saw that he had unbuckled his belt and dropped pushed his pants to the floor.
    Oh my God…
    He was ready to enter her and his rod made her biggest dildo look limp by comparison. Not to mention that this shaft would come with a warm, pulsating, full-sized man attached to it.
    His put his hands to the insides of her knees and pushed them apart before hunching down over her. She watched his bunched shoulder muscles tense and coil, relax and uncoil and then ripple with tension again as his head rose up and down below her, his tongue toying with the quivering flesh of her inner thighs. Every touch sent a shudder through her, right up to her ass and deep inside her. If ever a female body was ready to take a full grown male inside, this was it.
    Lindsay was ready now; every hormone filled inch of her.
    His lips came higher, just a little bit at a time, pausing for nip here, a soft lick there, a light touch elsewhere. Blood wasn’t just rushing to her clit and G-spot but all over her mid-section, down her thighs and filling her belly to the navel and beyond. This was a real man at work, an expert, someone who loved what they did and took the greatest pleasure in making the moment absolutely perfect.
    His tongue came higher and then reached all the way up to her fingers as they cupped over her throbbing pubic mound and salaciously wet pussy.
    His nose and mouth were so close to her now and suddenly the scent of her drove him wild. It always happened this way with him. A woman smelled so different down there when she was ready and fuck was she