My Ex Left Me Years Ago Then I’m Married to a Billionaire novel Chapter 187

Adrian’s POV

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I stare down at Skye, revelling in her pink–stained cheeks, her parted lips and panting breaths, her full, lush breasts.

Her body quivers in the aftermath of her climax.

She is radiant.

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My girl,my queen, lost in the pleasure I have provided.

I run the tips of my tongue across my lips. Her essence lingers there, ambrosial and alluring, ensuring that my hunger will never be sated. I will spend eternity craving more, more, more.

I crown her entrance once more and push in as carefully as I can, she bites her lips to stop herself from screaming.

“Don’t hold it in, Skye. ”

“Yes.” She agrees with a nod. I go back to what I’m doing. She starts writhing beneath me when I push in the tip of my cock into her tight little pussy. I can see it stretching to accommodate it. She squeezes my hand and clutches my side, breath hitching. I pull out and she lets out a sigh of relief as she looks down.

“It’s so big.”

“I know, baby. I know.” I push just the tip of my dick in again and lower myself on her body.

I kiss her lips. I plant soft kisses all over face before kissing her lips again whilst trying to go deeper.

“Ahhh…” She moans in my mouth. I close my eyes and give one deep thrust, breaking through her barrier and all hell breaks loose. Her body wriths underneath mine and I have to wrap my arms around her to hold her still.

“I… I can’t. It’s too much.” I stay still in her as I plant more kisses on her face.

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“Just relax. Relax.” My words work like magic. She stops fighting me and stays still. I pull out and thrust into her again. I feel every inch of her slick inner walls as they glide around my shaft. That friction sent waves of pleasure through him, all of which wound tight and low in my belly.

It takes all my willpower to stop myself from thrusting into her too quickly. I want to savour this moment. The feeling of her body taking me inch by inch, of her cunt stretching around me, so wet, so tight, so hot. I want to relish the look of pleasure upon her face. I want to revel in her every reaction. The tiny twitches of her body, the sensual whimpers from the back of her throat, the fluttering of her lashes, the parting of her lips with her shallow breaths.

She is perfect.

And she is mine.

Tension grips my limbs as my pleasure builds to a new, impossible height. My self–control is bound only by a fraying twine, and those sensations slice through each thread, one by one, until the restraints finally break.

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Chapter 187

With a growl, I snap my hips forward, burying myself in her fully.

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Skye gasps and arches her back, brushing her hard nipples against my chest. I wrestle back my control, if only barely, and pause. Her pussy pulses around me; I can feel every tremor, no matter how small, every quiver, feel even the beating of her heart. She fits around me perfectly. Her body welcomes me, beckons me, begs me for more and offers everything in return.

All the desire roating in my soul like a ravenous beast, all the need, cannot not prevent me from appreciating this moment, this intimacy. Cannot prevent me from appreciating Skye.

All I have to do now is sink my canines into her neck and mark her and we’ll be one. But I won’t.

“You are mine alone.” I rasp, dipping my head to brush my lips across her forehead. Even that small movement causes enough friction to shake me to my core and quicken my heart.

Raising her knees, Skye tips her head back and trails kisses along my jaw toward my ear, where she whispers:

“Please don’t stop.”

I draw back my hips and lift my head. Staring into her eyes, I thrust again. This time, a shudder wracks us both.

“Oh God, I can feel those inches.” Skye lifts a hand to my face and strokes it before slipping her fingers into my hair.

Despite the overwhelming sensations flooding me, I am stricken with pride. The corner of my mouth quirks as I push into her again.

“My cock pleases you?”

“Very much,” She says with a moan. Her pussy clenches around my shaft upon my next withdrawal. That moan urges me on, and I continue pumping into my mate with slow, measured thrusts, each deeper than the last. She moves with me, flows with me, in complete

unison.

Our fingers remained tightly laced, neither of us willing to sever the connection.

“My Skye.” I rasp, my rhythm growing more urgent. She spreads her thighs wider and meets me thrust for thrust, welcoming me ever deeper. Her brows furrow, and her grip on my hand tightens. Her voice is strained, aching, and raw when she says, “I, I need you.”

“You have me.”

I drop my head and capture her mouth with mine as she tenses around me. She cries out, and I take that cry into myself eagerly. Her nails scrape my scalp, and her pussy contracts around my cock, sucking and pulling as heat rushes from her.

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