Racing Heart (The Billionaire Brothers #1)

“I’m gonna...” Before she could finish, speaking became impossible. Gasping loudly, she let Jake lead her all the way to a knee-bent orgasm, holding her up by her thighs as he finished her by licking her clit, hard and rough. She came for a long, memorable moment, shuddering as he emerged from between her legs, delicately wiping his chin.

“I’ve never... God, Jake.” Megan’s breathing was ragged and uncontrolled, her dress pulled up high, her wetness now running down her inner thighs.

Jake loosened his belt and attracted Megan’s eyes downward with his own. “Never come from being kissed there?” he asked.

Megan shook her head. “Never.” It was as though she had doubted it was possible. But not now.

“Well, let’s see if you can cum from being fucked in my kitchen.” He took Megan’s hand and, together, they pulled down his pants and underwear, revealing a huge and deliciously erect manhood. Then he placed her hand on him and closed his eyes as she began to stroke him, rubbing his precum across his tip with her thumb.

“Oh, Jake... This is going to be amazing...”

They kissed once more, the taste of her wetness still on his lips, as below, she could feel his cock press against her lower belly, then angle down to slip into the wet folds of her pussy. Jake grabbed her ass and boosted her onto the counter, opening her legs wide. He drew her dress over her head and quickly release her bra.

“Megan, do we need some protection?” he asked quietly. “I had my physical last week, and I’m clean...”

“Don’t worry, then,” she said. “I’m set.”

Jake took a hard nipple into his mouth and sucked sharply, making her gasp once more, before encouraging her to guide his cock inside her. “Are you ready?”

She took hold of him and pressed his tip to her opening. “Do I feel ready?”

She felt his hardness entering her, sliding easily into her wet pussy. “You feel perfect,” he said, pushing deep inside of her. They moaned together at the new sensation, of hardness newly surrounded by soft femininity. Jake reluctantly withdrew for his second thrust, again entering her completely, his soft hairs pressing against Megan’s inner thighs. Then he eased back to glance down at the fresh coating of her juice which now covered his cock.

Megan felt him push deep inside again as he began fucking her with a slow, rhythmic motion. Megan’s hands found Jake’s ass and pulled him into her, willing him deeper, faster. His pace increased, thrusting into her purposefully, harder. She felt herself begin to tense up around his cock, her hips responding to him, her body welcoming him, demanding more.

Their sex created the perfect angle inside her. As he thrust forward each time, she felt him hit her g-spot as though searching for it, as though bringing her pleasure was all that he wanted. Between kisses and gasps, she encouraged him further. “Right there...” Her juices coated his balls now. “Give it to me...”

Jake could no longer hold back his orgasm as the gentle warmth of Megan’s pussy coaxed him onward, to join her at their mutual peak.

When it happened, he wanted to slow down but Megan pulled him into her with her legs wrapped around him, insisting on a strong, hard finish. Seconds later, he exploded inside her and they shared a giant, all-consuming orgasm. Pleasure unlike any Megan had ever known tore through her body, her pussy tightening uncontrollably around Jake’s cock as his cum spurted deep and hot inside her.

Their first sex slowed to a gasping, naked embrace, right there on the kitchen counter-top. Neither wanted to part, but Jake gently withdrew and, grinning with satisfaction, ran his fingertips over her glowing skin as their breathing returned to normal.

“Come on down from there,” he said, lending her a supporting arm. “The bathroom’s this way.”

Unsteadily, still amazed by the bliss of their sex, Megan found her way through to a generous bathroom next to Jake’s own bedroom. Moments later, they were relaxing in his king-sized bed together.

“Are you OK?” he asked with a cheeky smile. “I hope I haven’t ruined your late evening plans.”

Laying on her side on his soft, white sheets, Megan slid into the crook of his arm. “The only thing you’ve ruined is my record of being a good girl on first dates.”

“Well, I’m sorry for that,” Jake said, stroking her side with gentle fingertips.

“Don’t be. It was a rule well worth breaking. Just don’t tell Erica, OK? I’ll never hear the end of it.”

“I won’t tell anyone, if you don’t want.”

Megan stopped short. Does he mean his brother, Tom?

But then, she let it go. This wasn’t a moment for worry. It was, she found as Jake’s fingertips found her nipple, a moment to lay back and let him touch. Let him kiss.

Everywhere he wanted to.

***

There was nothing, Megan reflected as she coaxed yet warmer water from Jake’s shower, to make a girl feel more lusted after than being woken up by a man with a gentle tongue between her legs.