The Silver Fox Brother (Billionaire Brothers Obsession #1)

Prologue

Winter

Within a moment, I’m standing firm on two legs, my body tingling at what’s to come. The next thing I know, he has me in a firm grasp as he lifts me effortlessly on top of his massive oak desk, his body invading all of my space as his lips claim my mouth. The kiss is fierce and demanding.

I’m already clawing at his tie, loosening it with impatient hands. I attack the buttons of his white shirt next, each one giving way under my fingers until I can push the fabric down his back. His chest is magnificent—broad, muscular, his biceps thick and defined.

My hands slide over his skin, mapping the hard lines of his biceps, and I suck in a breath at how solid he feels beneath my palms. Our lips glide together, frantic and needy.

I catch his bottom lip between my teeth, nibbling and pulling until he groans.

The sound vibrates against my mouth as his finger brushes down my arms in a slow, intense trail.

A rush of heat courses through me, and I feel the dampness growing between my legs. I want him. I want all of him right now. He kisses my ear, tracing his tongue down my earlobe, and bathing me in the warmth of those lips.

"I just couldn't wait any longer to have you," he whispers against my lips, staring into my eyes—piercing my soul.

I grin, his words melting into my skin like butter.

I slide my hand up his chest, throwing my arms around his neck as I connect my lips with his again, kissing him harder, tangling my fingers into his hair.

He slips a hand under my dress, his fingers tracing along my thighs, burning their way up my skin to the warm center between my legs.

My body trembles when his finger reaches my entrance, grazing the bottom of my panties. My mind swirls, my body tenses up, and Knox uses his thumb to push aside the crotch of my panties.

I gasp, chills covering my arms as his index finger meets my clitoris, shaking my insides aggressively as he caresses my pussy lips slowly.

My breath grows shaky, and I hold tightly to steady myself.

He teases me, rubbing my lips gently for a moment before spreading my pussy with his finger as he penetrates me with one digit.

I suck in a long hard breath as I instinctively spread my legs wider, pushing my hips forward, allowing him to stroke his fingers in and out of me.

I moan softly, the pleasure racking through my body. He wraps one hand around my neck while feathering his finger inside of me, driving me on the brink of madness. Playing with him, I gently slide my palm down his crotch, squeezing it through the material of his pants.

The effect is immediate—he lets out a low growl before grabbing me by the neck and pulling me closer, fiercely crashing his lips to mine while his finger thrusts into me with increasing vigor.

My lips part to welcome his tongue as it dances around every inch of my mouth. He tightens his grip on my neck, staking his claim on me, and then, suddenly, he stops.

“Lift your dress,” he commands, lowering himself to his knees.

Quickly I obey, lifting my dress up to my waist. For a moment, he just watches me, his eyes taking in my exposed lower abdomen, damp panties, and legs. A tremor runs through me as his gaze lingers, the intensity of it scorching as the sun. He leans in, brushing his lips lightly against my abdomen.

He presses his tongue into my belly button, tracing its outline, and my stomach clenches. He places light kisses along the curves of my hips.

“Spread your legs,” he murmurs, his lips against my outer thighs muffling his voice.

He kisses my inner thighs, tracing his mouth to my pussy. He sniffs it, and my toes curl at how beautiful he looks between my legs as he buries his face in between kissing my clit through my panties.

“Oh,” I gasp loudly, my hips quivering. His hands wrap around my legs to steady me, his tongue rolling down my panties as he sucks my pussy through the material.

I close my eyes, trembling as he yanks my panties, and flicks his tongue up my clit.

I shiver, clutching the back of his head tightly.

He pulls my panties halfway down, his nose brushes along my folds as he bends lower, kissing my inner thighs and sliding my panties down my legs and discarding them.

I’m lost in the sensation as I feel his head brushing between my center.

Using his right hand to part my folds, he wraps his left arm around my thighs to steady me. I lean my head back, clutching the desk in anticipation of what’s to come. His warm breath dances across my sensitive skin, making my body tingle.

His gentle touch sends shivers down my spine, and I remind myself to relax, to surrender to the pleasure. I feel a soft, wet tongue glide along my folds, and I melt into the sensation. He sucks on my delicate lips, slowly at first, then faster, leaving me gasping.

My breath hitches as his tongue explores, tracing delicate patterns, making loud slurps as he laps on my pussy. He finds the hard nub of my clit and sucks on it gently, caressing it with his lips, flickering it with his tongue. My body vibrates as the pleasure rushes through me.

I lift my hips, grinding my pussy into his face, seeking more contact. I want something more than his tongue inside me. His grip on my thighs tightens, holding me close as the pleasure builds—a slow-burning fire spreading through my veins.

I tremble, lost in the moment. Slowly, he lifts his face, his lips leaving my skin.

I crave more. His eyes lock on mine, and our mouths meet in a ravaging, electrifying kiss.

The taste of myself on his lips is intoxicating, leaning me wanting.

His tongue dances with mine, sending shivers of pleasure through my body.

His mouth explores mine, gentle yet demanding, and I let myself be overwhelmed by the sensation. I cling to him, tangling my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. I can't seem to get enough of him.

Time seems to stand still as our lips move in perfect sync, communicating in a language only we understand. As we break apart, gasping for air, our eyes lock, and I see the desire mirrored back at me. The intensity of his gaze makes me shudder with anticipation.

His hands continue to explore my body, tracing invisible lines across my skin.

Each touch ignites a new spark and I tremble, hungry for more release.

His fingers dance along my curves, teasing me.

My breath catches as he finds sensitive spots between my thighs and along my cleavage, sending shivers down my spine.

His lips brush against mine once again, then trail down my neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake. I arch under his touch, wanting more.

We move together, a sensual dance, our bodies in perfect alignment.

His arousal presses against me, and I feel my wetness spread, the ache burning down my thighs.

His mouth claims mine, our tongues entwining in a savage kiss.

I taste his desire, and my own hunger grows.

Our hands roam, seeking and finding. He gropes my breasts through my dress, massaging and kneading them, twirling my nipples between his fingers. I arch into his hands, moaning softly.

He takes off my dress, pausing to stare at my bare skin, drinking the naked sight of me. He smiles to himself as I help him unbutton his pants. My hand palms his arousal through his briefs, and he sucks in a sharp breath. I smirk, savoring his reaction to my touch, and continue undressing him.

By the time his clothes hit the floor, we stand at the edge of the office, naked. Skin presses against skin as our bodies entwine. Fingers slip between us, stroking and teasing. I gasp, my hips rising to meet his touch. Pleasure builds between us.

Instinctively, I move my hips, his breath hot against my ear. He whispers, urging me on as I rock myself against him and he holds me closer.

“Yes, like that,” he growls.

My legs part, inviting him deeper. He thrusts his finger into me, intensifying the pleasure. I feel myself unraveling, my orgasm looms, ready to overtake me. Then, he suddenly withdraws.

“Not yet,” he says, a teasing glint in his eyes, “Get down on your knees,” he commands, his voice making my core ache.

Nodding, I lower myself to my knees, the sight of his gigantic cock stealing the air from my lungs.

My pussy burns with need, aching for him to bury himself inside me.

My hands trace the firm lines of his thighs, tension radiating from him the closer I get to his large member, hard as steel with veins lining it all round.

He looks down, his eyes burning with unbridled desire. My fingers trail along his skin, teasing and tantalizing as I grope him, feeling his hard length pulse in my hand. Wrapping my fingers around him, I stroke him slowly, and he gasps as I fist him, moving my hand around him.

His breath hitches, and I straighten up still on my knees as I flick my tongue over the bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip of his thick, veiny arousal.

I moan softly, slowly savoring the taste.

He trembles a little, moving his hand through my hair as I do it again, pressing my tongue into the small opening.

He fists my hair tightly, grunting above me as I cover his entire dick with my mouth, sucking him in.

I run my tongue along his length, my lips grazing him as I move down to his heavy balls. They’re warm and salty, and I savor every moment as I cover my lips around them. His grip tightens around my hair, threatening to yank the follicles from their roots.

I squeeze his firm butt, feeling the muscles contract beneath my touch as my mouth covers his hard cock, taking him deeper. He pushes my head, thrusting his cock down my throat, fucking my mouth unapologetically.

I choke on it, saliva running down my mouth as I bob my head up and down, sucking his entire length.

“Fuck,” he cusses, fisting my head, as he continues ramming his cock into my mouth fucking my face.