The Billionaire's Salvation: (The Billionaire's Obsession ~ Max) by J.S. Scott Page A

now,” she lied hastily, wanting to cry as she saw the concern in his beautiful eyes.
    I need one more memory. Something good to replace the bad.
    Her fingers still slick with soap, she ran her hand slowly down his body, tracing every hard muscle of his chest, moving slowly down the sexy trail of hair that led to his groin. Without hesitation, she grasped his cock and stifled a moan, finding him already hard and ready. She wanted him inside her, but even more than that, she wanted to exorcise old ghosts, and she knew exactly how to do it.
    Cupping the back of his head, she urged his lips to hers, desperate to feel his mouth locked with hers, his tongue thrusting, warming her as nothing else could. He responded immediately, his hands coming up to her head to hold it in place as he groaned into her mouth as he took it, his need already red hot from having her slippery fingers run over and over his engorged member, teasing but not really satisfying him. She opened to him, letting him plunder her mouth, master her senses. It was a kiss of desperation and need, and she gave in to it, savoring Max’s possession.
    Finally, he moved his mouth from hers, leaving her nearly breathless. She slid down his body until she was on her knees, in the same position that she had been in her nightmare. But this…this was real. And this was Max. And there was nothing she wanted more than to pleasure him. She let the water wash away the soap as she cupped his ass with both hands and replaced her teasing fingers with her mouth, letting every thought slip away except the man she loved.

    Max nearly came the moment Mia took him into her mouth, her blatant sexuality almost making him come undone. Jesus H. Christ! The feel of that velvety tongue on his cock, the friction of her enthusiastic sucking was enough to make him lose his mind. She was the sexiest woman he’d ever known, and she was becoming completely sexually uninhibited, which was driving him to the brink of insanity.
    My wife. All mine.
    He slapped one hand against the tiled wall of the enclosure to keep himself steady, the hot water hitting him in the chest as Mia attacked his cock with more enthusiasm than skill. But it didn’t matter. Every touch was exquisite, every movement erotic. “Mia. I won’t last.” Nope. He wouldn’t. He wasn’t going to make it through the next minute without having a heart attack.
    He speared his hand into her wet hair, gently guiding her head, and released a strangled groan that he couldn’t stop from escaping his lips. Looking down, he watched her take him between those gorgeous lips again and again, and the visual of the woman he loved pleasuring him made his balls tighten almost unbearably.
    Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
    Fire was licking through his groin. He was torn between urging her harder, faster—or hauling her up and thrusting himself inside her warm, welcoming heat. He had condoms in the bathroom drawer; he could…
    Mia moaned, and Max watched, completely mesmerized, as she slid one hand up the inside of her thigh and slipped her fingers between her folds, touching herself with no other intent except to make herself come with him. It was the hottest damn thing Max had ever seen. Her fingers worked between her thighs as she brought her other hand up to work with her mouth to send him completely over the edge.
    “Come with me, Mia,” he demanded, gritting his teeth and throwing his head back as she moaned continually against his flesh, vibrating his cock until his head nearly blew off his shoulders. “Come with me.”
    His orgasm was wild and volatile, his whole body shuddering as he groaned his release, Mia never taking her mouth from him as she trembled from her own climax.
    Max scooped her up and pulled her pliant body against him, wrapping his arms around her, knowing he held his whole world in his arms.
    He rinsed them both gently and shut off the water. After drying them both, he carried his wife back to bed and held her, wondering how he