The Billionaire and the Cleaner (16 page)

His fingers teased under the edge of her jeans. Slowly, he
peeled her jeans from her body.

He knelt in front of her to help her step out of the
constricting denim.
Kent
stared up in her eyes. His gaze never left hers. The blue of his eyes held her
captive. She didn’t want to look away.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said.

Kent
stood. His
arms went around her back to remove her bra. Her breasts fell free as soon as
the support left her body. The towel he wore was still draped around his hips.
His cock tented the front, and she was reminded of his length.

“Do you like these panties?” he asked.

She shook her head.

“Good.”

He tore them in two. She stood in front of him naked.

“I don’t want anything between us.”
Kent
went to
the towel covering his body. Within seconds the towel was on the floor along
with all of her other clothing.

She kept her gaze at his chest.

Their friendship would be forever changed. There was no way
for them to go back after this.

“I’ve got you, remember?”

Lana looked up to see him waiting for her.

“Yes.”

He reached out, cupping her cheek. “You’ve got no idea,” he
said.

She didn’t ask for him to explain his words. Lana stared at
him. His hands went to her arms, and he pulled her close. She gasped as her
breasts grazed his chest.

“So beautiful and perfect,” he said.

Kent
removed the
band from her hair. She wasn’t wearing any glasses.

“Hold me, Lana,” he said.

Her arms were at her sides. Why wasn’t she responding to
him?

Stop being
afraid, and hold him like you’ve been imagining.

She moved her hands up to his back and closed her eyes. They
stood in the centre of his room holding each other. Her love for him stood out
to her in that moment. Resting her head against his chest, Lana finally felt
like she belonged to him.

****

Kent
closed his
eyes as the feel of her against him finally overwhelmed him. He’d been dreaming
about this moment for some time. His cock thickened at the feel of her alone.
Her breasts were beautiful and full. He ran his hands down her back feeling
every curve and indentation of her body.

When her hands moved over him he nearly lost it. The impulse
to press her to the bed and drive into her tight pussy was too hard to resist.
He sank his fingers into her hair and pressed kisses to her neck.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, whispering the words against
her skin.

She didn’t say a word. Finally after a little time passed he
pulled away.
Kent
took a step forward, making Lana take a step back.

He moved until she fell to the bed.
Kent
stood over
her, looking down at her beautiful body. She made to cover herself.

Kent
caught her
hands. “Never cover yourself.”

He knelt in front of her and opened her thighs. The scent of
her essence filled the space between them.

Her arms moved away from her breasts. He took the time to
stare at her body. Her breasts were large with rounded red nipples that were
tight with arousal.

“You’re perfect.”
Kent
cupped one breast in his palm.

She cried out, arching against him.

Moving his hand down from her breasts over her rounded
stomach, he pressed his open palm to her pussy.

Lana was dripping wet with arousal.

“Tell me you want me,”
Kent
said.

“I want you.” Her cheeks were flushed. He didn’t know if it
was from embarrassment or arousal.

“Lie back.”

She looked at him startled.

“Lie back, and trust me.”

Slowly, she eased back.
Kent
lifted her legs to rest on his
thighs. Her pussy was covered with a light dusting of hair. The lips of her
pussy was spread open for him to gaze at her.

Her clit was swollen and wet. The entrance to her body
looked tiny to him. Fisting his cock,
Kent
counted to ten to get himself
back under control. He’d been without a woman because the only person he wanted
was Lana.

“Relax, baby,” he said.

“No one has ever looked at me there.”

He stroked up her thighs. “That’s their problem. You’re
mine
now.”

She shivered.

Running his hands up the inside of her thighs, he watched as
she tensed under his hands.
Kent
waited until she calmed down before leaning in a bit closer. Using the tip of
his finger, he teased her outer lips.

Lana gasped.

“I’m not going any further until you relax, Lana. You’re
going to enjoy this,”
Kent
said.

“I’ve never enjoyed … this.” She pointed between her thighs.

“Oral?”

“Yes.”

“Then the guys you were with weren’t doing it right. Don’t
worry, baby. I’ll do it right and have you screaming in no time.”

After some time she finally relaxed under his touch.
Kent
waited a
little longer and eased a finger through her pussy. When she didn’t tense, he
eased a finger inside her pussy as the other teased her clit.

She moaned. Her pussy was tight around his finger. He held
one finger inside her while his thumb stroked her nub.

“You’re tight, baby.”

“It has been a while,” she said.

He’d bet money the last man she’d been with was Frank. That
fucker didn’t look like the sort to take care of his woman’s needs.
Kent
made
himself a promise to never allow her to leave his bed unless she’d reached
climax at least twice. His new mission in life was to see pleasure on her face.

She started to thrust on his finger. He began to pump his
finger inside her dripping wet cunt.

Adding a second finger, he worked her clit. Her pussy
contracted around his finger with each stroke. Removing his fingers,
Kent
licked her
glorious cream off his digits.

“Um, you taste so damn good, Lana.”

Lana lifted on her elbows.
Kent
leaned forward, his gaze on
her as he pressed his tongue inside her body.

When he’d gotten enough of her cream, he glided his tongue
up to swirl around her clit and then went back down to her cunt.

He kept the movement, drawing out her pleasure as he went.

Kent
stroked her
thighs while he used his tongue between her thighs.

She gasped, moaned and cried out under his attention. The
sounds she made went straight to his cock. Her noises were filled with her
startled pleasure.

“More,” she said, begging.

Spreading her thighs wider, he moved his hands to pump two
fingers into her cunt, and he licked her clit. With his other hand, he stroked
her breasts.

She moved against him. Her pelvis moved onto his face.

Kent
pulled away.
She growled in frustration.

“Grab my hair and show me how much you want it.”

Lana looked at him dazed. He went back to licking her clit.
Kent
made sure
to keep the pressure light so she’d have no choice but to hold onto him in some
way.

Her fingers sank into his hair. She tightened her grip and
ground her pussy onto his face.

“That’s right. Give me your pussy. Make me lick you clean.”

Her ass lifted off the bed. He grabbed her ass and pushed
her against his face.
Kent
was drowning in her scent and loving every second of it. Her cream was the
tastiest thing he’d ever eaten.

“I’m going to come,” she said, screaming out the last word.

He grinned against her cunt. “That’s right, baby. Come all
over my face.”

Pressing fingers into her pussy,
Kent
rode her body bringing her to
the pinnacle. He catapulted her over the edge.

Kent
watched her
body come apart under his skilled fingers. Her orgasm was a beauty to witness.

Chapter
Seventeen

Lana cried out as pleasure washed over her in a giant wave.
She’d never experienced anything like it. The intensity of the pleasure
startled her. Her fists tightened in the bed sheets as
Kent
brought
her to climax with his tongue and hands. The grip he had on her ass would leave
bruises, but she didn’t care.

When her release fell away she lay on his bed staring at the
ceiling, panting for breath.

Kent
kissed her
pussy before climbing up the bed.

“You taste amazing,” he said. She blushed as he wiped his
mouth with the back of his hand. His face was glistening from her release.

She groaned and covered her face.

“What’s the matter?” he asked, pushing her hands away.

“How embarrassing,” she said.

“What is?”

“Your face is covered in…” She couldn’t even say the word.

Kent
laughed. He
licked his lips and bent down to kiss her. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed
about. You’ve got a sexy pussy, and I loved licking it. I intend to spend a lot
of time down there. You better get used to it.”

She stared up at him and saw the seriousness on his face.
Kent
intended
to give her oral sex often. Did this mean their encounter was going to last
longer than one night?

His finger tips ran down the length of her body. Her gaze
never left his face as he touched her.

“You’ve got such a beautiful body.”

Lana felt her blush deepen. Her cheeks must be on fire with
how hot they felt.

“You’re not used to compliments, are you?” he asked.

She shook her head. Words abandoned her at that moment.

“Get used to them. I’m going to be complimenting you more
often.”

He leaned down and took her lips under his.
Kent
pulled her
up the bed along with him until they lay with their heads on the pillows.

For the longest time, he kissed her lips and stroked her
body. Lana knew he must be needing release. The hot length of his cock lay
against her thigh. The long shaft made her nervous. None of her previous
boyfriends had ever been so long.

When he moved over her, she opened her legs and tensed
waiting.

“What did I tell you about not relaxing?” he asked.

She stared up at him. Her mind went blank.

“I’m not doing anything until you relax enough for me. This
is about pleasure, Lana. I’m not going to hurt you.”

Lana kept her arms by her sides as he touched and stroked
her.

After some time,
Kent
let out a sigh, picked up her
hand and pressed her palm against his chest. She stared at her hand and
couldn’t help noticing her fat, pudgy fingers against the hard, muscular chest
her hand was pressed against.

“Touch me,” he said.

Kent
seemed
desperate for her to put her hands on his body. She didn’t understand why. Lana
ran her hands all over his body relishing the sounds he made.

He grabbed her hand and wrapped her fingers around the thick
length of his shaft.

They were really doing this. They were going to have sex.

She stared up into his gaze to see him watching her.

“Feel what you do to me,” he said.

Lana pumped the shaft in her fist. Moving her gaze down, she
watched as the tip leaked copious amounts of pre-cum. She’d never seen a cock
release so much liquid.

“That’s it, baby.”

After several more minutes of working him with her hand,
Kent
pushed her
hand away.

“I’m going to take you now,” he said.

She opened her thighs wider.

“Watch me.”

Dropping her gaze to his cock, she watched as he ran the tip
through her slit. She gasped as he caressed over her clit.

She was unable to contain the sound of her moan.

Kent
ran the tip
down to her entrance. The head of him slid inside. She tensed as the tip of him
stretched her opening. From the tip of his cock alone,
Kent
was
already bigger than any man she’d ever known.