The Billionaire’s Valet Read Online Lucy Lennox

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, M-M Romance, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 11290 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 56(@200wpm)___ 45(@250wpm)___ 38(@300wpm)
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When he was finally fully naked, I began undressing myself slowly so I could watch the heat smolder in his eyes.

He was hard, cock jutting up thick and long. I could finally take the time to stare, to imagine the feel of it inside me… my mouth, my throat, my ass. I wanted him everywhere.

“Come here,” he begged. His cheeks and neck were as red as his cock, and his eyes were undeniably hungry.

After I’d removed the last of my clothing, I crawled onto the bed from the bottom, dropping open-mouthed kisses inside his ankle, his knee, his thigh.

When I was close enough for Iggy’s hands to reach into my hair, he took great delight in messing it up. “I’ve fantasized about holding your hair and choking you with my cock,” he said in a voice rough with desire. “Messing up your perfectly styled hair and coming all over your fucking face.”

To punish him for putting that hot image in my head, I nosed his sac before running the flat of my tongue up his shaft.

“Fucking fuck, Banks. Fuck.”

I took the head of his cock in my mouth and held it there, inhaling the musky scent of him and tasting the salty warmth of his precum.

Two could play at this game.

I pulled off him and dropped too-light kisses up his belly to his nipples before propping myself above him and lowering my voice to a sultry slide. “I’ve fantasized about you shoving me up against the fitting room mirror at Drake’s and fucking me raw, your hand clamped tight over my mouth to keep me from shouting out your name for everyone to hear.”

His eyes flitted back as if all the oxygen in his brain had been depleted, but his hands banded more tightly around my back to hold me close.

Iggy took a deep breath before flipping me over onto my back in one quick move. His hard cock ground against my inner thigh like a promise. “Do you want me to fuck you, Jon?” The words were a tease, a continuation of the game.

Rhetorical.

We both knew how it would be between us. One of the reasons we’d worked together in our roles for so long was because I was a natural submissive to him, and he thrived on dominating me. I would do anything for him, and he’d always made sure I’d wanted for nothing, that I was cared for and safe. Even when he’d thought that meant pulling away from me.

Our eyes locked together, and a million words flowed between us in the quiet room. The sound of our shallow breaths, the hard ragged thumping of two hearts on fire, and the silent begging of men who had so much to lose and everything to gain.

Iggy’s mouth dropped to my collarbone, the tip of his tongue sliding against my skin until I forgot to breathe. He continued down my chest, sucking on each nipple before nipping them and moving down more. When he finally took my dick in his mouth, I tried to memorize the sight of it. Of his full lips stretched wide around my cock. Of his tongue laving eagerly and his hands still trying to roam everywhere.

Within moments, he’d pushed my thighs up over his shoulders and moved his mouth down until his hot tongue was circling my hole and sending my heart rate into the stratosphere.

“Oh god,” I groaned, cursing and thrashing as my most tender skin felt the soft abrasion of his tongue and then the harsher abrasion of his stubbled chin.

After a few minutes of sucking and licking, he brought his fingers up to stretch me out until I was out of my mind with pleasure, with need, with stark desperation for release.

“Not yet,” he murmured against me. “Not yet.”

“Iggy,” I begged, reaching down to try and yank at his hair.

He pinned me with his honey-flecked eyes. “Not. Yet.”

I arched backward on the bed and squeezed the base of my dick.

I was nothing if not obedient.

7

IGGY

My brain was going to explode. I was naked in bed with Jon. I was fucking Jon. He was pliant and willing beneath my hands, beneath my tongue. He tasted like the world’s greatest treat, sweet and salty and made just for me.

I needed a condom and lube, but they were in my own suite, and we were in Jon’s room.

“Fuck,” I said, climbing off him. “Do not move. I’ll be right back.”

“Bathroom,” he blurted. “Toiletry kit. And stop glaring at me.”

“I thought you weren’t sleeping with anyone,” I said stupidly, taking the two steps to bring me to the tiny bathroom, where I quickly grabbed what I needed.

“I wasn’t. Yet. I was hoping to find someone to…”

Anger flared hot and sharp in my gut as I stared down at him. “I see. Someone to fuck who wasn’t me. Someone to help you forget who you belonged to. Someone else to—”



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