The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride (Ethan and Janet) novel Chapter 796

Brandon carried Janet into the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.

He braced himself on top of her and swooped down for a hot, wet kiss. He licked her plump lips, sucking and teasing, before slipping his tongue inside to dance along with hers.

Janet fell into the kiss in a daze. She reflexively wrapped her arms around his shoulders and returned his passion in her own soft way.

She was panting before long. She pushed him lightly to catch her breath, but Brandon was ravishing her again in the next second, as if he could never get enough of her taste. Helpless against his onslaught, Janet felt her saliva dribble down the corner of her mouth.

The sight of it flamed Brandon's desire even more. He quickly shifted and lapped it up before it disappeared down her jaw.

He trailed kisses back up to her lips and pressed his forehead against hers. "I want to feel your hands on me," he rasped.

Janet blinked up at him, still reeling from everything he had just done with his mouth. Her heart was hammering violently inside her chest. When she finally made sense of his words, she immediately arched up to him, her soft breasts flush against his hard, broad chest. Her hand stroked the length of his abdomen, then slipped into his trousers.

His cock was already rock hard and throbbing with need. It felt hot to the touch, and Janet felt that warmth course through her entire body.

Brandon held her face and leaned her in for another torrid kiss. When he pulled back, his gaze fell on her cleavage, his eyes flashing at the twin alabaster globes heaving beneath the silk fabric of her underwear.

He made quick work of undressing himself, and then her. With their clothes out of the way, he wasted no time sliding his hand between her thighs. Her folds were slick and wet, a testament to her desire.

Brandon held her knees and spread her legs wider.

He guided his cock to her slit and buried himself to the hilt with a single thrust. They both trembled at the sensation that followed, and Janet let out a small cry of pain. She could feel him stretching her insides to an almost unbearable degree.

Brandon clutched her waist and pumped in and out of her, even as she clamped tightly around her cock. Soon, the slight pain she felt turned into utter, violent bliss.

"No, wait... Slow down," Janet begged, unable to take any more of his amorous torment.

Brandon cupped her breasts and gently kneaded them. "Is this slow enough?" he teased. "Are you sure you'll be satisfied with this?"

Janet groaned at the pleasure that was slowly building at the pit of her belly. She could already feel herself creaming with anticipation again. It was all the invitation Brandon needed, and he reinstated his full length back inside her. Janet's back arched involuntarily, her breasts pushing against his huge palms.

Brandon held her tightly as he thrust into her without mercy, repeatedly taking her to endless highs with his ruthless lovemaking.

Every time they had sex, he deviated from his usual refined and distant manner, and turned into a beast with a seemingly bottomless lust for Janet.

He didn't stop until the sheets were an absolute mess. By then, Janet was so tired that she couldn't even keep her eyes open. Her arm fell limply over the edge of the bed, her disheveled hair splayed on the pillow. Her thighs were splattered with cum, with strands of it still dangling between her folds and the tip of Brandon's cock.