A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242

Madison

When his grip on my hair finally relaxed, I pulled away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Alexander looked thoroughly debauched, his chest heaving and a sheen of sweat on his brow.

“Fuck,” he breathed, reaching down to cup my face. “Come here.”

I climbed back onto his lap, and he kissed me deeply, seemingly unbothered by tasting himself on my lips. His tongue swept into my mouth possessively, one hand gripping my ass while the other tangled in my hair.

“You’re fucking incredible,” he murmured against my lips. “The things that mouth can do.”

I smiled. “I aim to please, Mr. Knight.”

His cock twitched against my thigh at the formal address. “Keep calling me that while you’re naked on my lap, and we’re going to have a problem.”

“What kind of problem?” I rolled my hips, feeling him already beginning to harden again.

“The kind where I bend you over this railing and fuck you until you scream.” His hands squeezed my ass, spreading me slightly. “Would you like that, Ms. Harper?”

A thrill shot through me at his words. “I thought you needed recovery time.”

“Not with you. Never with you.

He stood suddenly, lifting me with him. I wrapped my legs around his waist instinctively as he carried me toward the railing that overlooked the lake. The wooden deck was cool beneath my feet when he set me down, turning me to face the water.

“Beautiful view, isn’t it?” he asked, pressing against my back, his cock nestled between my ass cheeks.

“Breathtaking,” I agreed, though I wasn’t looking at the lake.

His hands came around to cup my breasts, thumbs brushing over my nipples. “These perfect tits of yours,” he murmured, pinching the sensitive peaks until I gasped. “So responsive.”

I arched into his touch, pushing my ass back against him. One of his hands slid down my stomach to the apex of my thighs, fingers finding my wet heat.

“Always ready for me,” he said, satisfaction evident in his voice as he circled my clit. “Always so fucking wet.”

“Alexander,” I moaned as he slipped two fingers inside me.

“That’s it,” he encouraged, pumping his fingers slowly. “Let me hear you.”

His other hand continued working on my breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers with just enough pressure to make me whimper. His mouth found my neck, sucking and biting marks into my skin.

“Mine,” he growled, curling his fingers inside me. “This pussy is mine.”

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“Yours,” I agreed, rocking against his hand.

He withdrew his fingers suddenly, leaving me empty and aching. Before I could protest, I heard the sound of a foil packet tearing. I glanced over my shoulder to see him rolling a condom over his impressive length.

“Eyes forward,” he commanded, positioning himself at my entrance. “Hands on the railing.”

I gripped the wooden rail, spreading my legs wider in invitation. Alexander ran the head of his cock through my folds, teasing me.

“Tell me what you want,” he demanded, one hand gripping my hip while the other tangled in my hair.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said, past the point of shyness.

“Be specific, Maddie.” He tugged my hair, forcing my head back. “Tell me exactly what you want.”

“I want your cock inside me,” I gasped. “I want you to fuck me hard over this railing.”

“Good girl,” he praised, and in one powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt.

I cried out, the sudden fullness overwhelming. Alexander held still for a moment, letting me adjust to his size.

“So fucking tight,” he groaned, his grip on my hip almost painful. “Your pussy feels like heaven.”

He began to move, pulling out almost completely before slamming back in. Each thrust pushed me against the railing, the wood digging into my palms.

“Harder,” I demanded, pushing back to meet him.

Alexander growled, increasing his pace. “Greedy little thing, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I gasped, my fingers digging into the wooden railing as he pounded into me from behind. “Fuck yes.”

His hand came down hard on my ass, the sharp sting making me cry out. “You like it when I spank this perfect ass?”

“God, yes,” I moaned as he slapped the other cheek, leaving what I knew would be a red handprint.

Alexander leaned over me, his chest pressed against my back as he continued thrusting. His teeth grazed my shoulder, biting down just hard enough to make me whimper. One hand snaked around to cup my breast, pinching my nipple between his fingers.

“Your tits fit so perfectly in my hands,” he murmured against my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “Like they were made for me.”

I pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with equal force. “Harder, Alexander. Please.”

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