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

ahead of the car. I would be pissed, too!”
    Cursing, he got out of the car and went around to the passenger side. He wrenched the door open. “Now, I really want to come.”
    She stopped laughing. Pulling her to the edge of the car seat, he impatiently removed her boots and panties. He spread her legs, sighing in relief. Grazie a Dio, no blood.
    He rubbed her clit again. “Does it hurt?”
    She looped her arms around his neck. “Only a little. The ache inside me is worse. Make it feel better. I know you can make it feel so good.”
    He knelt between her legs and ate her pussy. She went wild, moaning loudly, gasping like she was dying as he gave her a tongue-lashing she wouldn’t soon forget. Fuck, her taste! How could he ever get enough of this? An image of another man doing this to her and he growled, feeling instantly murderous.
    He stood up and kissed her lips hard, feeding her with her own essence, driving his tongue inside her mouth just as he fed her pussy with his steely cock again. They both groaned.
    He went in smoother this time. She felt so slick, so tight!
    He hooked his arms under her legs and hammered her. His restraint was gone, replaced by the raging storm of his lust. His cock sank in and out of her, deeper and harder with every thrust, reaching as far inside her as he could until he felt them as one single entity moving quickly, inexorably towards the edge.
    Madonn, unbelievably good! This! Her! Them together!
    She moved with him, learning the dance fast, countering his pelvic movements.
    They forgot their surroundings as they chased paradise. She found it first. She threw her head back, crying out loudly, her little cunt milking his cock with her every explosion.
    Blinding, mind-blowing pleasure.
    He followed her shortly, his mind going blank of all thoughts except for one.
    He had to have more.
    More. More. More!

OUT OF CONTROL

VALENNA WOKE UP to something tickling her ear.
    “ Piccola, wake up.”
    She smiled and moaned sleepily.
    “It’s dinner time.”
    Frosh, had she slept that long? Last thing she remembered…
    She smiled. Oh, the things he did to her and the things she did to him.
    She felt him kissing her shoulder blades, light, feathery kisses that traveled down her spine. “You’d love what Nonito and Courtney cooked for dinner.”
    “Is it yummier than you?”
    He chuckled. “You’re not playing fair. You’re going to make me hard all dinner.”
    “That’s the idea. All set for desert.”
    “But we have guests.”
    “Guests?”
    “Yes. Do you mind?”
    “Are they your friends?”
    “Yes. You didn’t get to meet them because you walked out from the track spitting mad this morning, I recall.”
    “Oh, your crazy friends.”
    “Uh-huh. They’re the coolest guys. They’re not Australians though.”
    She turned over on her back and stretched her limbs. “Where are they from?”
    His eyes focused on her breasts. His hand went up to touch one nipple. “They’re from Scandinavia. Iceland, Norway, Sweden.”
    “Long way from home.”
    He covered her breasts with the comforter. “Yes and I have to entertain them. We only see each other thrice a year and they were all looking forward to that event we had this morning.”
    She immediately felt contrite. “Oh, I’m so sorry…”
    “It’s okay. I merely participated for exhibition purposes.”
    She gave him a stern look.“That was an exhibition?”
    He grinned. “Mainly for you. I was showing off. I wanted you to see my…other talents.”
    She slapped his chest lightly. “I’d rather you show me all the best moves in the Kama Sutra with your extremely talented mouth and dick than watch you roll down a cliff inside a freakin truck!”
    He chuckled. “Alright. I won’t bring you next time.”
    Next time? Oh god. What did he mean? There’s a next time? After this week?
    Oh puhleez, don’t get too excited. It didn’t mean anything.
    “Will you help me entertain them, piccola ? Please? They’re dying to meet