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The Art of Wedding a Greek Billionaire Page 12
Author: Marian Tee

Mairi moaned, neck arching as Damen finally released her lips to kiss his way down her body. Her hands moved to his hair, luxuriating in its softness, but her grip tightened involuntarily when she felt him nuzzling the valley between her br**sts. His hands joined his mouth, and her body curved up towards him as she felt his fingers curl possessively around her flesh.

The temptation to suck on her ni**les overrode him, and forgetting all about taking things slow and easy, Damen settled himself on one elbow while using his other hand to plump her breast and feed himself one pink succulent nipple.

Sensation, hot and sweet, burst inside Mairi’s body, and she gasped as Damen started sucking, teeth scraping, tongue laving. Her fingers drifted down, nails scraping his back in an effort to control the tide of pleasure that threatened to drown her. So, so long, she thought helplessly as she writhed under Damen’s hungrily sucking mouth.

As he moved to suck on her other nipple, he looked up at Mairi and possessive satisfaction uncurled inside him at the look of desire on her lovely face. “Tell me you want more,” he ordered, his own voice rough with lust. If he couldn’t make her say ‘I love you’ now, then the next best thing was to hear his wife admit that she wanted him.

Her desire for him had become knife-sharp, almost to the point of pain, and this made it easier for Mairi to forget all about her inhibitions. “More,” she choked out, and no sooner than she had said it, Damen’s mouth was on her other nipple.

Her cries echoed inside Damen’s room, bouncing against the wallpapered walls. Incandescent light shone down from each corner, making the room feel warm and intimate despite its vast size. Not a single thing had changed in his bedroom, but she could only marvel at this momentarily. Damen’s kisses demanded all of her attention, and soon Mairi could only see stars in her eyes as she lost herself in the sizzling heat of his touch.

Clutching his shoulders tightly, she tried to arch herself more closely towards Damen, silently urging him to suck harder. “Please,” she couldn’t help but whimper, and it was as if Damen could read her mind, for his lips did tighten around her nipple.

His mouth still on her breast, Damen started to caress the other parts of Mairi’s body. He squeezed the shapely cheeks of her bu**ocks with both his hands, kneading and squeezing them before he moved further down, running his hands over her silky soft legs. He had missed having Mairi’s legs wrapped around his waist as he thrust inside her, missed having her legs thrown over his shoulders as he f**ked her hard. He missed a million things about her sweet hot body, and the memories aroused him to new heights, making Damen bite her nipple as he moved one hand up to feel just how wet she was.

“Damen!” She cried out his name, the feel of having his teeth clamp around her already sensitive nipple more than she could take. She looked down at Damen, dizzy with the pleasure his kisses gave her, and found him lifting his head. His fingers curved around her breast, caressing the pale globe as if in apology. Her body started to relax, free for the first time from the breathless and mind-blowing sexual thrall that Damen had it in. But just when Mairi’s breathing started to slow down, that was when she realized where Damen was.

His hands had parted her thighs wide open, and his gaze was on her womanhood, which was now soaking wet with her desire.

“Oh, God.” They were the only words she managed to croak out before Damen was eating her pu**y. There were no gentle kisses, no teasing licks – there was no chance for Mairi to think or breathe because suddenly, Damen’s tongue was thrusting in and out of her.

Mairi screamed.

The scream had his c**k pulsing harder, spurring Damen to make Mairi come – and come hard. While he used one hand to make her pu**y open up more widely for him, allowing him greater ease in f**king her pu**y with his tongue, he used his other hand to stroke her cl*t to life.

The tiny nub quivered and stiffened, almost as if pleading him to give it time to find a way to survive his touch. But Damen wasn’t in the mood to be gentle. His c**k wasn’t in the mood to be gentle. He wanted all of Mairi. He wanted Mairi to come long and hard, wanted to fill her pu**y with his seed until she was bursting with it.

And so he was ruthless.

In one swift move, his mouth was suddenly on her clit, lips clamping hard on the aroused flesh while he had three fingers pushing inside her pu**y.

It was over in an instant, Mairi falling from the greatest heights of pleasure as Damen f**ked her with his fingers while sucking on her clit. She cried his name over and over as she fell, but the pleasure his mouth and touch gave her showed no signs of stopping.

Words of love made her throat tighten, and it took everything in Mairi not to blurt them out. I love you. Damen, I love you. Forever. I love you forever.

She wanted to say them so badly, but she bit her lip hard to keep them inside her, knowing that to release them would only make her more vulnerable.

Wave after wave of pleasure crashed down on Mairi, her body shaking so hard that it was a miracle she hadn’t thrown Damen off her. He still hadn’t stopped working on her cl*t and his fingers were still thrusting in and out of her.

Her head lolled back against the pillow. “Please,” she whispered even though she wasn’t certain at all what she was pleading Damen for.

But Damen seemed to know.

In another swift unexpected move, Damen was looming on top of her, and Mairi’s eyes widened as she slowly felt Damen pushing his c**k inside her pu**y.

“Damen!”

Damen didn’t answer, focusing on keeping himself from tearing into Mairi’s drenching wet pu**y with his cock. His teeth clenched harder as he pushed his c**k further in, inch by inch. Only when he had his c**k entrenched in her as deeply as possible did he look at Mairi.

“I’m going to f**k you hard now, sweetheart.”

Her lips parted in shock, but it was all the warning Damen could afford to give her. Desire roared inside his body like a ravenous monster, and with a hungry growl, he latched onto her breast with his mouth before pulling out then shoving his c**k back into her.

Mairi held on to her husband with all her might, feeling like she might just float away if she didn’t anchor herself to Damen. His thrusts were hard and powerful, rough and possessive, leaving her no chance to think of anything but the sensual joy of being possessed by Damen.

His c**k ripped into her over and over, but her pu**y only seemed to welcome each thrust as her body started to tingle anew. She couldn’t believe she could want him again so quickly, but there was no denying the gradual buildup of wetness in the triangle between her legs. Passion had her body tightening bit by bit, and Mairi’s h*ps began to meet every thrust as her fingers gripped Damen’s hair with every sucking motion of his lips over her nipple.

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