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The invisible weight on my shoulders disappears at my teary confession, I stare at him through tear-filled eyes, afraid to hear his reply. I am fine with him not reciprocating my feelings right now but I can't deal with his outright rejection. His palm relocates to the back of my head, I sigh in relief when my cheek presses flush against his hairy chest.
My heart feels less heavy, I feel safe in his embrace when he weaves his finger into my scalp to massage it and the warm feeling spreading throughout my chest assures me I did the right thing by telling him. He loves me too and if he doesn't, I can show him how.
We separate at the beeping sound coming from my laptop, Brandon's hands lingering on my waist stops me from jumping off the table. The conflicted emotions on his face has me palming his cheeks, I place a kiss on his forehead which soon slides to the tip of his nose and eventually, his pouted
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Mr Reluctant Billionaire Forty-nine
His wet fingertips start a sensual journey down the plunging neckline of my gown, I shiver when he flicks a finger over my taut nipple nearly poking out of my dress and shake my head. This is different from the clubs I have been to but I don’t want to leave."We’ll stay," my eyes wander to the stage, "this is my first time here." The adventurous part of me is excited to know what will happen next. "I have never been to a BDSM club," I palm his face and peck his plump lips, "thank you for bringing me. When does it start?"Brandon gives a subtle nod to the man with the whip. "Anything for you, wifey." I giggle and he shushes me with a finger pressed to his lip. In response, I lean over and lick that finger. "Wifey," he whines and I giggle again, I love the new pet name. "You might want to pay attention to the st
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty
I wake before Brandon, my heart hammers in my chest as I lean over to place a kiss on his lips. His eyelids flutter open, a look of recognition flashes across his face and he pulls me into his embrace to deepen the kiss. Throwing my leg over his, my body melts into his and I grind my pelvis on his hips, letting him explore my mouth with his tongue.We separate some seconds after to catch our breaths, I trace a line down the centre of his hairy chest, a content smile playing on my lips. Propping my jaw on his chest, I pout when I catch him staring down at me. His hand cups my butt through my robe, I sink my teeth into my lower lip without breaking eye contact. As inexperienced as I might be, I want to do so many wickedly delicious things to him, to learn every part of his body.
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty-one
On my toes, I place a kiss on his scar, he freezes. In seconds, my back connects with the bed and Brandon towers over me. His lips hover above mine, I palm his face and let my eyes convey all the emotions my mouth cannot speak. Taken aback by my reaction, he stares at me with a funny expression and the butterflies in my stomach scatter. I take advantage of his shock and flip us, giggling when he groans at the switch in positions.My lips descend on his neck, I assault his ear with kisses, all parts of his body my mouth can reach with our fingers laced above his head. Warmth spreads through me when he lets me lead the pace, succumbing to my unspoken request and I cup his cheeks to place a delicate kiss on his lips. My mouth lowers to his collarbone, I nibble the flesh there and his shivers has my toes curling. I moan into his chest when his fingers tickle my anus, trail my bu
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty-two
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Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty-three
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Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty-four
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Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty-five
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