The Billionaire's Deal: The Complete Story: An Alpha Billionaire Romance by Crystal Kaswell

him.
    He presses his thumb against my clit, rubbing me inside and out. It's so much sensation. I can barely take it. But this time my hands are on his skin. This time I can touch him. I tug at his tie and the top button of his shirt. Finally, I can get my hands on his chest. It's strong, muscular, perfect.
    I dig my nails into his skin. He bites harder. Strokes harder. Pain shoots through me, all the way to my toes. This is the only thing I can feel.
    An orgasm rises up inside me. Every bite sends it higher. The pressure is too much to take. My nipple burns from the attack. I tug at Blake's hair, and he moves to my other breast. A wave of relief rushes through me, quickly replaced by another rush of pain. More, more, more.
    I cry out. I scream. Everything inside me tenses. So damn close. He rubs me again and I go over the edge. I scream obscenities as an orgasm rocks through me.
    Blake wraps his arms around me. Finally, we're eye to eye. None of that impenetrable stare. His look is easy to decipher. He wants me. I lower my body onto his. He's hard. He wants inside me.
    "Turn around," he says. "Hands against the back of the seat."
    I shift off him, planting my knees on the bench, my hands on the back of the seat. The leather is too slick. I can barely manage a grip.
    He positions himself behind me. I hear the sound of his zipper. My tongue slides over my lips reflexively. I want so badly to touch him or taste him. Something. Anything.
    But I'm still at his mercy.
    He grabs my hips and pulls me back. His tip strains against me. No rubber this time. Just him.
    He enters me. My eyes close. It's like I'm seeing stars. Wow. Wow. Wow. Only the second time I've had sex and it's in a damn limousine.
    And it's damn amazing.
    "You need to come for me again," he says. It's heavy. Desperate even.
    He holds onto my hips as he thrusts into me. I press my palms flat against the seat to stay upright. Every movement fills me with sensation. Every part of me feels so damn good. I'm his. I'm at his mercy.
    He sinks his teeth into my shoulder. Slides his hand between my legs to stroke my clit. Pleasure whirs around me. So close already. He bites me again. A burst of pain, but not quite what it was before. There's something so captivating about it. It commands all my attention.
    My hands slip. I reposition myself, holding onto the top of the seats like they're a lifeline. He thrusts into me so hard and so deep it hurts. But that feels good, too. The pleasure mixes with my pain until I'm not sure what's what. All I know is that he feels amazing inside me.
    I arch my back, shifting my hips to meet his thrust. His hands return to my hips, and his nails dig into my skin. A warning that he's in charge. I moan some kind of affirmation. He's in control. I love him in control.
    He thrusts into me. Harder. Deeper. His hand returns to my clit and he strokes me again and again. That pleasure collects inside me. Wow. Wow. Wow. It builds up and up. So close. He strokes me again and again, and everything releases. I come in spasms. The ecstasy is so much I have to grab the leather seats to stay mostly upright.
    Blake's grip tightens around my hips. He thrusts into me with steady groans. His nails dig into my skin and something in him changes. Like he's not in control anymore. Like something else took over. He moves faster and harder. I scream out. More hints of pain that quickly turn to pleasure.
    I feel his orgasm. His cock pulses. His nails dig sharply into my skin. Everything in him releases as he groans.
    When he's finished, he shifts to a seated position and zips his pants. "You can sit."
    I collapse on the bench seat, still naked of course. He's fully dressed. It's not like I'm under any illusions about who holds the cards in this relationship.

Chapter Eight
    Somehow, I get back into my dress long enough to get from the garage to the elevator to Blake's apartment. He says nothing until we're in the bathroom and then it's only to ask if I'd like anything