The Billionaire's Obsession (His Addiction)

“Have she eaten Manang?” I heard him ask one of our helpers here at home.

“Not yet. We just left the food in the room so that if she wants to eat, she can eat,” he replied.

The two talking outside were silent for a moment. A few minutes ago I heard the door slowly open. I kept clinging more and more to the blanket that covered my body.

He must have been angry again. He must have been more angry because I was not obeying.

I could feel the bed behind me. Following this was the hug of his warm arm.

“You have not eaten yet?” He removed the blanket to eventually expose half of my body. “Don’t you like the food they prepare? Do you want me to cook something new again? ”

“I don’t h-have… my appetite. ” No matter how hard it was, I forced myself to answer.

“You have to eat it. I’ll just feed you. ” He left the bed.

After a while he carried me and bring in the coffee table inside of our bedroom. We both sited in one sit. I am in his lap.

There’s a lot of food in the table in front of us. Now I suddenly feel all the hunger from not eating since breakfast.

“Open your mouth.” I do what he want. I slowly open my mouth and he feed me. I saw satisfaction in his dark eyes by seeing me eating the food he gave.

“Water.” I said as I stopped chewing the food he keep feeding to me.

I’m already full. I eat almost all 9f the food. Maybe because I didn’t eat since early morning that’s why I crave for so much food. He give me a glass full of water and I drink it immediately.

“You look very unhealthy. Should we bring you in the hospital? Maybe they can give you some vitamins.” I am still sitting in his lap. He keep caressing my arms.

It seems like he just got home from working. He didn’t even got a chance to change his suit.

His lips form a thin line. He doesn’t like what he sees now. It’s my own will to look unhealthy. If I look ugly, there is definitely a big chance that he will leave me. But it doesn’t bother him at all. It seems that he is even more crazy about me. His face moved closer to me and gave me a very smooth kiss.

“Can I go outside?” I asked weakly after he kissed me.

So you can escape? No baby. I won’t let you leave the house.” I shook my head and bit my lips.

I am fighting the urge to cry and curse him as much as I want.

This man really is a beast. If it wasn’t for my crazy step mother who looks like a money, I wouldn’t agree to be with this guy. If it wasn’t for them who did nothing but gamble, I wouldn’t have been forced to marry this man.

I saw him bit his lower lip. His awra now screamed concern and sadness. Only then did I notice that he was wiping the tears that had been falling from my face for a while.

“Ah fuck,” he said with frustration. “Damn it. You really know how to get your husband.”

He picked me up again and walked back to the bed. He slowly laid me down and lay on top of me.

“Let me please.” I beg for one more time.

He put our foreheads together and nodded. “I’ll let you go but not alone. With me.” Even though I didn’t want to, I agreed. I need to get out of this house so I can plan how to escape.

“I love you baby. I love you so much.” He planted small kiss in my forehead and checks down to my lips.

I let him devoured my lips. We were kissing each other hungrily. I put my two hands in his nape to pull him closer to me.

These hands are crawling on my thighs. I can already feel the heat. His lips now start kissing my neck. I tilted my neck so that he could kiss that part even more. His hands that were on my thighs before are now on my chest. Squeezing and restraining my large breasts.

He stopped kissing me and pulled me upright. He quickly took off my bra and then removed my bra. This isn’t the first time he saw my boobs but every time he saw it his reaction is still the same the first time he saw these two mountains of mine. He knelt down and followed my panties. After removing my panty he started kissing it.

“Ohh…” I moaned.

He opened up my thighs to have more access to my womanhood. His kissing it and licking it.

“Ahh… baby.” I moaned once again. I even screamed when he inserted two fingers inside my womanhood. His finger moved up and down while I was standing.

He stopped what he was doing and made me sit on the bed. He removed his pants together with his boxers. His long, thick, and big aroused manhood sprang to life.

I was about to touch it when he hold my wrists.

“No baby. Lie down.” I immediately followed his wishes.

“I watch him on how he spread my legs. His still holding his manhood and positioned it in front of my wetness.

My whole body is now burning with the desire of being laid by him.

“Enter me please.” I said while giving him my most seductive look.

“As you wish my wife.” And then he entered me.

I was tightly pulled out of his head when I felt the taste of his entrance. His doing it smoothly and slowly.

Those slow thrusts started to be rough and hard. His hitting my spot. He quickly thrusts deep and fast.

Kneeling in front of me and brushing his hair while thrusting, this man looks so freaking hot.

My legs wrapped around his waist. His movements also became more aggressive. My body is also arching due to the feeling that my juices are about to explode. I’m about to go out. And I wasn’t wrong because after a few more thrusts I felt the explosion in my core.

“Ohh fuck ahh. I’m near my wife. I’m ahh cumming.” And then he filled me with his juices.

We both catch our breath. His masculinity is still embedded in me. He moved away from me and got a wet wipes. He wiped me clean. Then he entered the bathroom and cleaned himself.

After a while he lay down behind me. He cuddled with me and kept saying sweet words. His face was pressed against the hallow in between my shoulder and neck.

“I love you. I love you even if you don’t feel the same way,” he suddenly state. I didn’t say a word. It’s true that I don’t love him. And I can’t love him.