Chapter 03; Fly Me To The Moon.

Bree.

His lips tasted like honey.

No, not honey but something similar.

I've slept with lots of men but non compared to this hot billionaire.

I ought not to moan to his touches, because he's the type of man feminism detest.

Proud, arrogant and disrespectful to women, but here I am, spreading my legs apart so he can penetrate easily.

"F-fuckk!" I moaned out, feeling his tongue roll round my clit. He kept playing with my nipples while eating my cherry, and damn! he was so good at it.

I'm a shame to the feminist world but who cares? Because this is pleasure, a simple and clear definition of pleasure.

He raised his head and gave me a lustful, dead stare. His breath filled my neck, feasting on my earlobes.

I bit his shoulders and whispered. "Why did you stop?"

He groaned, "Beg for it. I need you to say how much you want me." He whispered, rubbing my clit slowly.

I moaned out, as he clasped his hands on my mouth to prevent the outside world from hearing us.

"I would do no such thin...g." I let the word fade off my mouth when pleasure found it's way inside me.

He pulled closer, grabbing my ass and grinding his hard cock between my thighs. I gulped in hard, letting my imaginations sweep me off my feet.

"I said beg for it." He whispered again, torturing me with his fingers.

I couldn't breathe.

I couldn't take it anymore.

He is a devil, and whatever this devil is doing to lure me deeper into his net, I would gladly fall.

I sighed heavily before letting the cat out of the bag. "Fine! Please.. please I need you!"

He grinned, and dragged me closer, shoving off the books from the table so he can create enough space to torment me.

I watched him pull his jean, revealing how hard his cock was, in his pants. "You love it, don't you?"

I felt a lump in my throat, as I stared at his cock in shock.

IT WAS HUGE, BIG AND ROCKY.

"What the actual fuck...." I stuttered, and was about holding it when he pushed me down, tore my undies and inserted his cock recklessly. I moaned in pain and pleasure.

Pain, because I shouldn't do this.

Pleasure, because feeling his cock alone, gave me an assurance that I might enjoy this.

Slowly, he began thrusting in, letting me feel how huge his cock was-inside of me. I could barely breathe, He ploughed deeply causing me to gasp for air.

"I need you to grind me faster." I begged, as patience rolled off my sleeves.

He groaned like the devil he was, and began thrusting fast, not just fast but he made sure I feel his whole cock slamming in and out of my wet pussy.

This was good. This was so good. I was in heaven, like premium heaven. I do not think any situation would cut me off from this feeling-not even his wife appearance..

He kept fucking me hard, calling out my name and slamming his cock inside me. I shaked my ass, teasingly... and it felt like a renewed arousal for him.

"Yess.. Yesss... oh fuck! Harder! I need that cock all over my cherry!" I muttered nonsense.

"Good girl! keep telling me how you want it. Do not quit." He urged me, and I could tell he loved whatever this was.

He paused and turned me over. Our lips met as we kissed vigorously, biting lips and sucking tongues.

"Mmm." He groaned slightly, stirring so much lust in me. I quickly pushed him down, and climbed on him.

He adjusted, grabbing my breast as I sat on his dick slowly. I shut my eyes, trying to endure the pleasure I felt. He began moving my waist slowly on his cock, while I rolled my ass in rehearsed motion.

I bit my lips, feeling how hard his cock rises after each ride. He looked so hot, his biceps... everything felt so right, Have mercy!

I paused immediately, my breath shaky as I grabbed the bottle of water close to me and drank nonchalantly.

I stared at him. "The mask... you made an opening around the lip side... Do you fuck every lady that visits you here?"

He sat up quickly, staring at me like I just said something abominable. "Right now?? You had this thought while we were having an intimate moment?"

I rolled my eyes and sighed in disgust. "I don't know but I've got a strong feeling that I might regret all of this."

He dragged his hair in frustration while his eyes locked with mine. "Why are you doing this?"

I clenched my fist. "Because it's crazy how my body reacts badly to your touch!"

The office was filled with silence, except his long stare on me. I had just said something stupid and his face showed it.

He cleared his throat, and stood up... grabbing his shirt and Jean. I held his hands casually as our eyes met, the tension that surrounded us was profounding.

"I... I'm so sorry but whatever I said was a slip of..." Before I could end my statement, he interrupted.

"It is fine. I should have known better than to work with an empath."

I blinked in disbelief. "What?" I asked, dumbfounded.

He pulled his gaze off me and hissed. "Wear your clothes and shut the door behind you."

The world seemed to stiffen around me as I replayed his words over and over again.

Did he just threw me off like I'm some cheap whore?

Did he just acted like we didn't crave each other seconds ago?

I steadied my breath, making sure I could control the anger building inside me. "Okay, Nice doing business with you." I blurted out, packing my stuffs.

He stood up and sighed. "Listen Bree, I have a wife and I love my wife and yes.. whatever happened between us? I felt every emotion but we just met." He paused, trying to make sure his words were aligning and continued, "Having sex with me now, was just my little way of introducing you to our surrogacy journey but I promise you... that intimacy was pure lust and not anywhere close to love or whatever the fuck you think it was. I don't even know how you look like."

I looked away to prevent the tears growing in my eyes. I was so stupid to expect love from a first visit.

He was right.

It was the surrogacy practice. The whole intimacy was part of the contract, he was right.

He picked a paper and handed it to me. "I guess you didn't go through the terms and conditions governing this contract."

I nodded, took the paper, and glanced through it.

My mouth fell open as I stared at him in disbelief, I wanted to say a word but nothing came out.

He sighed heavily and leaned on his chair, Our eyes communicating deeply than our lips should.

"Are you dead serious??" I said, my hands trembling as I glanced through the paper again and again.

He let out a cunny laugh. "Bold of you to assume you would outsmart me after getting close to my world."

Before I could say a word, the door flung open and his wife walked in.

"Congrats Bree. We would take you to the place you gon birth our child." She said, smiling.

I gulped in hard, as confusion wrapped around me...Was his wife aware?

I knew I would definitely regret all this but not so soon.

I had just gotten into a web... and sooner or later, The rest of my miserable life would be decided by them.