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Thirty-eight: Punishment
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A Contract with the Billionaire Thirty-nine: Allies
It's a Saturday morning and James is seated in one of the booths of the fancy restaurant Selena had chosen for their meet-up. He’d flown into New York the evening of the previous day, and had spent the night at a hotel, to ensure he wouldn’t be late because he has other plans after he meets with Selena. He sat there sipping from a glass of juice and occasionally glancing at the entrance in hopes of seeing Selena but each time he was disappointed, it only revved up his agitation, his eagerness coursing through him, and making him ball and unball his fists. He tried using his phone as a means of distraction but it did nothing to take his mind off the millions of possible ways his meeting with his ex-girlfriend could go. While he wondered what Selena would think of his feelings for Amelia, he wasn’t the least bit bothered. If his ex-girlfriend was still the same gold-digging two-faced woman he knew, then she would surely jump at the opportunity he was about to offer her. After he’d con
A Contract with the Billionaire Forty: Friendly Date
Amelia sat on the bed, all dressed up in a casual outfit of jeans and a corset top with her feet adorned in heeled slippers. Her hair was slicked back into a low ponytail with a neat middle part, and her makeup was done with soft pastel colors. She stared at her phone screen, reading the simple message James had sent her repeatedly. It read, Meet me at De Prime. Although she was all set to leave, she still couldn’t help second-guessing her decision to see him for the first time after their sad breakup. She hadn’t been expecting his call the previous day when he’d asked to meet. She thought James would hate her guts after the way she’d left him and had thrown his feelings at his face but as usual, the lovely man still wanted to be friends with her. But she can’t help wondering if she’d be able to stand his presence knowing she’d been the one to hurt him. The more she stared at the text, the more she questioned herself, her anxiety and nervousness peaking. While still staring at the t
A Contract with the Billionaire Forty-one: Staking his claim
Amelia stared at Ryan, blinking rapidly because at that moment, her brain decided to go off and she was short of words.Slowly, she pushed the door closed and pressed against it, lowering her gaze from the man because, with the intensity at which he was glaring at her, she could have been dead if only he could shoot lasers from his eyes. Her heart was beating rapidly, while she cooked up an answer to his question.Ryan took a few steps towards her and her eyes instantly snapped up to meet his, her erratically beating heart speeding up some more.“Answer me, Amelia. Where. Have. You. Been?”“I… I was out with a friend,” she instantly responded without second thoughts but the moment the words left her lips, she realized her mistake.She had no friends in New York except Cookie who had returned to school and Ryan knew that.“Mmm…” he growled, covering the distance between them, his lips curling in a smirk. “And who is this friend that I don’t know of?” he asked, staring down at her.Alth
A Contract with the Billionaire Forty-two: Staking his claim 2
Amelia remained quiet thereafter as he went to work, scrubbing her entire body clean until he was satisfied. He rinsed off the soap with the cold water before turning off the shower. Afterward, he wrapped one of the fluffy white towels hanging on the towel rack around her and dried her up. But it wasn’t enough. Amelia was so cold at this point that her entire being was trembling and her teeth were clattering badly. Guilt struck Ryan, seeing how much she was shivering that he feared she might catch a cold. Hastily, he carried her out of the bathroom into the bedroom, where he turned on the heater to warm her up. He wrapped his arms tightly around her body which was now covered in a robe while he remained naked. He still hadn’t forgiven her for hanging out with her ex-boyfriend, but her punishment could come later. And again, he had to make sure she was fine to take whatever he’d ditch out to her.For the next few minutes, they remained in that position with Amelia pressed against him,
A Contract with the Billionaire Forty-three: Staking his claim 3
“Pl-please let me…” Amelia whimpered, writhing and bucking underneath Ryan but he paid no mind to her pleas as he kept on feasting on her and holding her in place with one arm pressed against her lower stomach while stroking his cock with his free hand.After a few more strokes of her cit with his tongue, he slid it lower to her entrance and dipped it in, tasting her juices and lapping at her sweet nectar, driving Amelia to the brink of her orgasm but at the last minute he pulled away and crawled up her body.She was panting heavily, her tanned skin covered by a sheen of sweat and her flushed, her eyes hazy with dilated pupils. Her body was buzzing uncontrollably, needing to orgasm again but Ryan wasn’t about to let her go off a second time without being inside her.He stared into her lust-dazed eyes while one of his hands caressed her body, toying with her hard nipples and pinching the hard buds. Amelia was back to squirming and letting out small whimpers and pleas but he successfull
A Contract with the Billionaire Forty-four: Breakfast
The bright light of day streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows filled the room, accompanied by rays of sunlight that fell into Amelia’s eyes the moment she opened them for the first time that morning.She stretched her limbs on the king-sized bed, letting out a deep sigh of contentment. She tried to recall what day it was and just like that, the memories of the previous day, consisting of her friendly date with James and Ryan’s punishment flooded her head. Immediately, she shot up to a sitting position, her eyes widening in horror as realization dawned on her.She’d told Ryan she was his.Panic hit her, recalling how hard he’d strung her body until she had no option but to say the words. In the midst of her perturbation, she felt a thrill run down her body making her legs press together and once again reminding her of how deliciously sore she was. Her lower stomach curled in pleasure and she bit down hard on her bottom lip to stop a moan from escaping her lips.How was she eve
A Contract with the Billionaire Forty-five: Bossy Boss
Amelia was able to keep her anger at bay until they got into the elevator and she moved away from him but just as she was about to reopen the topic and scold him, Sylvia who had just resumed work joined them, smiling brightly and cheerfully and Ryan took that moment of distraction to pull Amelia against him with her back pressed to his chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed a kiss to her neck, not minding his secretary’s presence.Amelia blushed, mortified at his attitude but Sylvia didn’t mind the show of affection.“I must have disrupted something,” she wiggled her brows at Amelia who tried to object but Ryan spoke first.“Nothing much. You just saved my head,”“Ohh…tell me about it,”“She wants to leave my home and I said no,”“You threatened me.” Amelia chimed in, enunciating her words and struggling to pull away from his iron hold.“Mmm…it’s still the same as refusing,”Amelia shook her head, gritting her teeth. The man was simply impossible and she wasn’t going
A Contract with the Billionaire Forty-six: Family Friend
Amelia was dressed in a little black dress and seven inches heels, standing before the full-length mirror in the bedroom with a frown on her face. Much to her disapproval, Ryan had made her dress up for the fundraiser. Just to try and hide her appearance from the watchful eyes of the paparazzi, she’d let down her long hair, styling it to fall down the sides of her face to her shoulders and down her back.Ryan, impeccably dressed in a tuxedo, came up behind her, circling her waist with his arms and pushing some of her hair out of his way to expose her shoulders to him. Leaning down, he pressed his lips firmly to her soft spot, biting down on it until she let out a squeal.“Relax, Princess. You’ll be alright,”“It’s easy for you to say when you won’t be the prey of the gossip-hungry paparazzi,” she spat out in irritation.Ryan heaved a distressful sigh. He’d gone over this with her for the entire week but she still wouldn’t let it go. He needed his assistant by his side and he’d be damn
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