Drive Her Mad (THE BILLIONAIRE AND THE POP DIVA VOL. 3) by Eve Montelibano Read Free Book Online

would react to all the various stimuli he’d subject it to. But he needed more time for that. More than a week.
    Cazzo, don’t think about that.
    He pressed his palm on the plump lips, feeling her moist heat. His thumb moved over her clit in a circular motion. Her sexy moans filled the open air. He wanted to lick her pussy so bad but his cock was demanding immediate attention.
    He guided his shaft to rub all over her luscious wetness. The pretty picture reminded him of running off road tires onto rain-soaked, gooey mud clay. So fucking slippery good. He wanted to linger, to feel every slope, every slide…
    She made a frustrated sound. “Giane, hurry!”
    “I don’t want to hurt you, piccola …”
    “You’ve been avoiding my hole for days! I’m fine now, don’t worry, honey. Please, I wanna feel you inside me again. I miss you inside me.”
    “I don’t think you’ve healed—”
    “If you don’t come in, it will close up again!”
    He chuckled. Dio, there she was again, making him laugh in the middle of it.
    He rubbed his cockhead at her small entrance. “You’re right. I think it has closed shop again.”
    “Well, what do you expect? It’s been three days since you last entered! Your fault!”
    “I was not aware you were counting.”
    She slapped his arm impatiently. “Move!”
    He pushed and the crown popped in, with difficulty. She gasped. He closed his eyes, relishing the incredible tightness of her. Cazzo , so fucking good! “ Piccola …are you okay?”
    “I’m fine. I’m fine. Don’t stop now.”
    His thumb massaged her clit as he slowly moved in deeper, hoping he won’t break anything inside her again and make her bleed.
    “Yes, oh yes. I feel you. So hard…so so hard! Uhmm. I wanna feel all of you. Every inch of you. Deeper!”
    Madonn, she could make him come by her words alone. He pushed in deeper…and deeper still, feeling her inner muscles constrict around him and give in, making room for him. It was the most exquisite torture.
    Finally, he was lodged deep inside her to the hilt. Her pussy stretched wide open to accommodate his thickness. It was broad daylight and he could see it all clearly. So beautiful. He would like to see this over and over. A lot. For days on end…weeks…months! “Valenna…”
    “Yes, oh yes Giane. Please, make me come. Please!”
    He rested her legs on his shoulder and pumped in and put of her slowly, carefully, enduring the delicious torture when all he wanted was to piston into her at full speed and explode.
    She was writhing under him, her hair spread over the hood of his car like golden skeins, a goddess, a newly initiated virgin who fucked like his most sublime fantasies.
    “Giane, oh, I love that…that…yes…! Just like that! Keep doing that…yes, that’s so good…so epic…oooh god…”
    He made a mental note to record her voice next time so that he can play it anytime he was feeling shitty. She can make a lot of money talking a man to orgasm. He was so fucking close he would have to leave her and make it up to her later.
    Then he saw the car.
    “A car is coming…!” he gasped.
    “Yes! Come inside me!”
    “No, piccola ! A car... cazzo ...is coming!” He pumped faster, wanting to beat the car but it was fast approaching. “ Merda! ”
    He pulled out of her none too gently, lifted her and practically dropped her back on the passenger seat. He was able to jump back to the driver’s seat just as the car zoomed by.
    He slumped back on the headrest, breathing hard, his entire body overheating.
    And she was laughing hard beside him.
    “What’s funny?” he demanded.
    She laughed louder, raising her legs, holding her tummy.
    He leaned over and slapped her butt.
    “You should have seen your face! Oh god, I swear, it was for the books!”
    He made an unintelligible, frustrated sound.
    “When you said “a car is coming,” I thought you were coming. Then I realized somebody was coming and…you looked soooo pissed that you couldn’t come