Shades Of Mr.billionaire - Chapter 255

“Oh my God, husband please, gentle,” My chest is rising and falling rapidly, my stomach clenched as he works me.

As strong urge begins slowly building in my gut as he brushes hard against my spot entrance and pulls it into his mouth, sucking relentlessly.

“Feel it, babe. Feel I’m going to making love for us,” Darting his tongue inside me and taking me with it, my leg that is hooked over the couch begins to slip as I buck against him.

His hand darts out and pushes it back over, leaving me wide open for him to expertly explore with his mouth.

“Oh, God.” I cry out, tightening every muscle in my body.

Two fingers take the place of his tongue as he licks above his hand, giving extra attention to my swollen nub.

He moves slowly, stretching me with his fingers as I begin rolling my h.i.p.s against his face.

“Feng Teng,” my orgasm hits hard and fast, sending me spinning off into orbit as I scream his name and reach down to hold him right where I need him.

“Mmm.” He m.o.a.ns against me and the vibration shoots up my body and hits every nerve.

His fingers slow their torture as he continues licking me, bringing me down slowly but not quite enough to ease the throbbing.

“Oh God. Husband, please,” I beg.

I knew that begging him to stop was of no use.

Plus, did I want him to stop? My husband is on his mission, so I better not stopping him. I m.o.a.n loudly and bite my lip as he glides one hand up my body, massaging my b.r.e.a.s.t as he licks between my legs.

“You taste amazing. I could do this for my life for you, love,” He mutter.

I groan and arch away from the couch, his hands lifting my ass into the air.

“Don’t stop.” My skin ignites and the fire that had been barely doused comes roaring back to life inside me.

The only parts of my body touching the couch now are my shoulders and my head. Feng Teng is supporting everything else as he moves his fingers quickly, slipping a third one inside and pushing with the perfect amount of pressure against my spot with his thumb.

His mouth nibbles on the tender skin of my thigh and I cry out.

“Oh My God. Please,” I plead.

“Not yet, you need to be ready,” He demands.

Here! I come again and it’s even deeper than my last one. The leg that is hung over the couch is now resting on his other shoulder and I grip my thighs tight against his head. He sucks on my spot and rides out my orgasm with me, finally allowing me to touch back down after my trembling stops.

Slipping my legs off his shoulders, he places them gently on the couch and this time, the cold leather feels welcoming on my now glistening skin.

“Husband, that was… that to tense..there… was…” I have no words.

No words have been invented to describe that. My breathing is so strained that I can barely speak even if I did have the words. I open my eyes and see him standing next to the couch, slowly pulling at his shirt off him with his amused expression.

“Love it?” He asks.

I quickly swing my legs over the side and stand up, my wobbly orgasmic legs causing me to stumble against him and into his arms.

“Husband, I might not able to walk tomorrow,” I say.

“Lie back down. I’m nowhere near done with you, love,” he orders.

I slowly raise my eyes to his and lick my lips.

“I figured, but I want to undress you,” I said.

He arches an eyebrow and licks my arousal off his lips as he holds his arms out to me. I step out of the couch and reach him, the top of my head now falling just below his nose.

Reaching down to his short pants, I pull it down and slide it off from around legs, dropping it at my feet.

Only his boxers left, so I focus in on my last task. I glance up at him from under my lashes and part my lips, seeing his eyes on my chest.

“Undress your lacey my lady,” he gestured to my chest.

Oh, I quickly unhook my lingerie bra. I slowly slide it down my arms and let it drop to the floor, hearing a soft m.o.a.n escape him.

My heavy br**sts bob freely and tingle in the anticipation of his body on them.

He brings his hands up and rakes them through his hair.

“Shall I help you husband,?” I ask, continuing grip his waist to pull his boxers down.

He nods his head, his eyes lingering on my chest. I smile then I pulled his boxers down and stagger back at the sight of his erection.

Yup, just as massive as always.

“My wife did a good job, back to the track, ” He brushes the back of his hands up my stomach and trails the underside of my br**sts.

His thumbs run over my erect nipps and he the slow touching it. Oh no! I needed him now.

“I’m ready,” I say quickly, my eyes admiring over my husband n.a.k.e.d body.

He muffles his laugh.

“Relax, I’ll take you to our baby,” He pauses and I step closer to him, granting him access to my body.

I watch Feng Teng pull my knicker down my legs and tap me to step out of them, leaving me standing in n.a.k.e.d as him.

Then my eyes bulge in my head as he sits down on the couch, pulling me towards him.

Oh God, he wants me on top? I slowly, almost hesitantly straddle his waist as he watches me, his eyes never leaving mine. I brace myself on my knees.

“Umm, is it my turn holding the power?” I ask.

The corner of his mouth twitches.

“Yes, now I’m all for you,” His big hands cup my br**sts and begin to slowly knead them, my nipps scratching against his rough palms.

Moving closer and relaxing down a bit, I gasp when he brushes up against me, rubbing me in the most perfect way imaginable.

He m.o.a.ns softly.

“Oh…..” I groan as I move against him, up and down in my wetness as his hands slide down my sides and grip my h.i.p.s.

Feng Teng controls my movements, not allowing me to speed up when I want to or hover over him to allow him to penetrate me. I grip his head between my hands and lock eyes with him as my body responds to his.

“Husband, I need you,” I call for him.

“Mmmm, I love it when you say that,” He closes his eyes tightly, a low growl emanating from his throat before he opens them again.

“Oh, God! Babe. Can you come this way?” He slowly trails kisses along my jaw.