4. Surprise Tonight

Beatrice POV

A large and magnificent house, it's a shame if he only lives alone. His daughter was studying in London and his son lived in his own apartment. An adult man would want to be independent. He has a lover and can do anything with his lover without his parents knowing.

I was not allowed to bring clothes because he had prepared the clothes that I would wear at dinner that night. Arriving at home in the afternoon. The make-up artist has come, and I will style my hair. There is also a woman who taught me how to eat, walk, and greet someone. It turns out that being the wife of a billionaire must have a well-organized attitude.

All the clothes he bought were very open. I feel uncomfortable, but for the sake of satisfying him, I have to look beautiful. Dinner starts but I don't participate. Maybe he's not sure I can use a good cutlery. I will only be present when they have finished eating.

I stood on the balcony seeing a large golf course from here. Really did not expect he had an asset this big. "Madam, the big master told you to go down to meet the guests."

Finally, I have to show myself in front of him. Before going down, I looked in the mirror; my appearance was very different from the usual me. Maybe this is why my ex-lover is cheating because I'm not interested. Now I am more confident to meet anyone down there.

Everything looks formal, and some wear casual clothes. The man looked back at me. My husband gawked and the man turned to look at me. He is handsome, his hair is straight in dark brown. His eyes are sky blue. He has a firm face line and his jaw is sturdy square. His body is not thin and not fat. He was very tall; I was only limited to his shoulder, and it turned out he was my stepson.

"Come on, dear, we go there." Matt grabbed my hips and tightened his embrace, bringing me to get acquainted with his guests.

The eyes of all men are very flipping me. They all did not bring their wives, it was appropriate that I was not allowed to eat together.

"You must get used to the busy life of him, Miss."

"Sure," I said and Matt kissed my cheek. I chimed in a little chat. While they talked about business, my head began to get sick from fatigue.

"Honey, can I enter the room first?"

"Yes, please my dear, maybe you're tired; I will have a meeting with them later. If you are tired of sleeping because tomorrow we will go on my honeymoon to London, as well as meeting my daughter," he whispered and kissed my cheek. Then I left him, walking up the stairs to our room.

His son must have come home because there is no more here. My body was tired because I prepared everything in one night, like a fairy tale. The story of my life is indeed difficult to guess.

Yesterday, I felt dumped, but now picked up. I took off my clothes and replaced it with a more minimal one. A very elegant collection of nightgown dresses, consisting of several colors. I took one black. Daisy said black has a tempting sensual aura.

The mirror sees me, who is so beautiful and sexy. Do I have to wait for him and not sleep yet because I want to see his eyes fascinated by me? Out of the bathroom using a satin kimono to cover my very sexy body.

I opened the balcony door and felt the cold wind hit my face. Over time, the drowsiness began to come, and I was shocked when my eyes were closed from the direction of me. My neck was kissed to the shoulder, and my body was shocked; he carried me. My hand reflexively circled his neck; he was not wearing formal clothes, just an ordinary shirt. My head fell on his shoulders.

"Have you finished meeting with your friends?" I whispered in his ear, but he did not answer he continued to walk, turn, and straight again. Where he took me. As far as I know, just by walking straight, we will arrive at the bed.

"You want to take me where, honey," My question is always not answered, and I'm even more curious. I'm sure he will give a surprise tonight.

I can't wait to give my body for the first time to my husband. I hope he is not disappointed. My body was lowered, and my hands were tied with handcuffs backward. Oh my God, what will he do to me?

Daisy has told me about some styles of sex that might scare me but must be enjoyed. Whatever the style, at first it will be sick. "Matt, I've never done this before with another man, I hope you don't do something strange to me," I said.

For a moment, there was no movement from him, but I felt that he was in front of me. He stroked my face very softly. Kiss my cheek softly and take off my underwear.

I was pounding, and for the first time someone, I let it touch the deepest part of my body. "SSH, MATT" I hissed as he kissed mine, slowly with his thin lips. Oh my god, just in this stage, I feel like flying to the sky far up there. Somehow, if he—

"Uhh, Matt—" I clenched my hands tightly behind me. If it could be released, I wanted to grab his hair when his tongue licked mine. My head looked up and my legs on tiptoe felt pleasure and at the same time amused.

"Oh dear, don't be like this, let go of my hand."

He did not care and was getting crazy, touching the small round and pinching it with his two fingers, moving slowly back and forth.

"Honey, this is so amazing, but don't play me. I beg you to let go of my hand and open the cover of my eyes, eumphh honey." I trembled, feeling his mouth crushed mine like he crushed my lips.

For God's sake, this is a blessing that I can't explain. I twitched, hissed, and wanted to fall as if my feet were unable to stand upright. This taste is like opium-sucking morphine that doesn't want to stop.

"Ought Matt, I can't stand up; my feet are weak."

He stopped after I continued to beg him. I gasped to feel his fingers touching my lips and one hand stroked my ass slowly.

"Matt, don't play me, honey, please—"

His tongue entered my mouth. A very lustful tongue kiss. He released handcuffs while walking forward and I retreated until I stopped on the edge of the bed. My hands were removed and my clothes were pulled up to the neck without being removed. "Ought honey—"

His tongue licked my nipples and sucked them slowly. I was treated very softly. I'm grateful to have a husband like him. He taught me to feel the comfort in every inch of my skin that he touched. I want to feel his head, but my hands are blocked, and his is holding tightly up my head. He didn't want me to touch him but he dominated, really selfish.

"Eum, -" Enjoying his kiss throughout my body. Until the limit of the stomach then he turned my body roughly and—

"Ah Matt!"

He filled me with his hardness. Entering my tight cavity. The burning and hot feeling inside made me wince in pain. He paused for a moment, the burning feeling was suppressed for a moment. Slowly he pressed my back down and then fucked me hard and fast.

"Oh fuck! Matt! Slow down darling."

After a while, the pain disappeared, rubbing against his that went in and out of mine quickly. I trembled, feeling something strange, and kept screaming with every thrust he gave.

"Ouhh shit, Matt, ouhhh!"

Feeling his body on top of me, his breath gasped in my ear then he kissed me while saying, "You are so delicious my stepmother, sorry if I precede my Dad"

What the hell?!

So he is—