Filthy Mogul – The Billion-Dollar Men Read Online M. Robinson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Billionaire, Dark, Forbidden, Mafia, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
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I watched her unraveling from the inside out with cum dripping down my face. Possessing every last fiber of her being, I made her come again.

“Whose pussy is this?”

“It’s yours, it’s all yours.”

“One day, I’m gonna fuck your ass, but tonight…I’m going to make love to you first.”

I stood. Wrapping her legs around my waist, I turned off the shower, and carried her back to my bed. Laying her down, I hovered above her. Placing my muscular frame on top of hers, I caged her in with my arms.

“I’ve been waiting for this all day. Now beg for my cock.”

Through hooded eyes, she gave me what I craved. “Please…”

“Good girl.”

Needing to bury myself inside her, I longed to feel her tight pussy wrapped around my cock. It’d been too long, but it had never been about sex to me. She was worth her weight in gold, and I’d spend the rest of my life proving that to her.

“Please…” she shamelessly begged, and I filled her with my cock.

I kissed her all over her face.

Her neck.

Her breasts.

Back to her lips again.

Until I couldn’t take it anymore.

I had to watch her.

“Look at you,” I praised. “Takin’ my dick so well.” Sliding my hand between our bodies, I began rubbing her clit. “You’re mine.”

“I’m yours.”

She was warm.

Wet.

Delicious.

Every moan that escaped her lips.

Every thrust of my dick against her G-spot.

Every clench of her pussy.

Stirred down to my balls.

I rested my forehead on hers and stared into her glossy, hazed eyes.

Our hearts pounded.

Our skin was still wet from the shower.

Our lungs completely out of breath.

Vanished in our abandonment.

In our own world.

“Yes…” she moaned.

“You’re such a good girl…”

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, encouraging me to go faster.

Harder.

“Yeah, baby…”

I could feel her pussy tighten, gripping my cock like a fucking vise. Grasping onto the back of her neck, I wanted to bring her closer to my face. Our lips found each other, no longer having any control over our movements.

“I love you, Luke. I love you so much.”

“Come with me, darlin’.”

Both our mouths parted, breathless, riding the high, waiting. I felt her pussy throb against my cock, pulsating long and hard.

Her coming was my undoing.

I followed her over the edge, releasing my seed as far back in her pussy as I could. Both of us were trying to catch our breath. Kissing her again, I couldn’t get enough of her.

For the rest of the night, I held her in my arms.

Finally feeling like she was mine.

I knew our life wouldn’t be easy, but all that mattered was that we’d be together. Nothing could break us apart. I wouldn’t let it.

The truth was, I went to hell and back for Sloan Del Toro. Always knowing that she was…My salvation like I was hers.

EPILOGUE

LUKE

“Luke, if you don’t get off me, I’m going to be late to my set.”

We spent the past three months on her DJ tour, traveling all over the world.

“Did you tell your brothers you’re movin’ in with me?”

“Not yet.” She smiled at me. “But I will.”

“I’m not sleepin’ without you in our bed.”

“Our.” She smiled again. “I like the sound of that.”

She was still radiating from our last night in Cuba.

“Have I thanked you enough for surprising me with my mom’s ashes yesterday? How did you pull that off?”

“I know a guy who knows a guy.”

She giggled in the way that made my dick twitch. “

“Mmm…”

“If you keep makin’ those noises, you’re definitely gonna miss your set.”

“I can’t believe how fast this trip went, but I’m excited to go back to Oak Island with you.”

“My mom is excited to see you.”

“I know. Your sister told me.”

“You two have been quite close.”

“She’s like the female version of you, but with less rage.”

I laughed.

“I guess time flies when you’re having fun. I had the best time of my life. I know my mom is smiling down on us, happy we’re together.”

“Is that right?”

“We were always meant to be.”

“Now I love the sound of that.” I kissed her.

“But seriously! Stop! I need to get dressed!”

“But I love what you’re wearing.”

“I’m naked. Again.”

“You know what happens when you call me old man.”

She smirked. “All the more reason to call you that often.”

“Stop, or I’m gonna fuck you again,” I groaned, falling to the side of her body, placing my hands under my head. “Fine, but get ready so I can least enjoy the view.”

“You coming backstage with me again?”

“Where else would I be?”

“You know you look like you’re my bodyguard back there, right?”

“Here I thought I was.”

“You’re just the cutest thing in the world.”

“I’m just tryin’ to get laid.”

She hit my face with a pillow.

“How about you sit on my face instead?”

“Luke!”

“You better run.”

Her eyes widened. Fully aware I was about to chase her. It was her favorite game, especially out in the woods. She dressed like Little Red Riding Hood last week when we were in Puerto Rico, so I took her out back on my property and ordered her to run.


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