Semua Bab BILLIONAIRE'S LIES: Bab 371 - Bab 380

She gasped as she realized the proximity of his manhood to her womanhood. She felt his knees slid under hers, lifting her knees and she felt herself opening to him. She was almost paralyzed with fear, but she knew it was time to give her virginity to her husband. Now it was time to start life .She never knew she would love Damian ."I Love you, wife," Damian whispered.Wife! He had called her wife! She was his wife. And now it was time to be his wife!Consciously relaxing her body in an act of submission to him, she held him closer to him. "I love you, husband!"Eliana admitted for all the trials they have been through ,she finally admitted she has deep feelings for Damian that's why she marries him.Feeling as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs, They lay on the cave floor.He removed Eliana's clothes exposing her naked body.Eliana felt shiver on her spine,then Damian remove his clothings nothing left behind.His manhood bulging.He kissed Eliana's body that lef

Paris was constructed on romances of the heart—and this one was scripting itself in pecks stolen, hands clutched, and frozen treats.Late-morning light streamed across the hazy drapes of their honeymoon suite, bathing the silk bed sheets now empty of two impossibly wed blissed-out newlyweds. Eliana stretched her back, smiling before even her eyes had opened."Good morning, Mrs. Wolfe," Damian breathed over her, still full-bodied deep with sleep.She opened one eye and grinned. "Bonjour, Mr. Wolfe.""You're not allowed to be this lovely when I haven't even had a cup of coffee," he murmured, pushing up on one elbow to regard her."You're not allowed to be this charming when I'm in bed," she growled, tucking her head into the blankets.But he got into bed with her.Their laughter echoed inside the small cocoon of clothing until Damian leaned in to whisper, "Let's get lost today in Paris. You, me… and no plan."Eliana gazed out. "No tour guide, then?""No plan. Just… us."She blinked. "Th

The instant Eliana and Damian Wolfe entered the arrivals terminal of the airport, hand in hand and utterly charmingly rumpled in that telltale just-had-a-honeymoon-in-Paris sort of manner, they were assailed at once by—Balloons.Confetti.A blinding flash from someone's camera phone.And right in the middle of the melee was a huge glittering banner:"WELCOME HOME MR. AND MRS. WOLFE!"—with rhinestones, painted hearts, and what looked to be glitter glue in the form of a rattle?Underneath it all stood the whole Thompson-Auburn tribe, boisterous, proud, and unrepentantly quirky… clad in coordinated T-shirts.Bubblegum and powder blue.Big block letters."WELCOME HOME FUTURE PARENTS," they said—each shirt daringly worn like a uniform of baby-pressure combat.Damian came to a stop mid-step."Oh god. It's a baby ambush."Eliana blinked, then squinted. "They… they made merchandise?"In time to blink again, Sabrina Thompson, her mother and queen of dramatic entrances, charged toward them in

Margo grinned. "There she is. Our bride tyrant.""Tyrant bride is going in my email signature," Eliana quipped.Her phone just buzzed.Damian:"You're not permitted to be the hot CEO AND the office wife-crush again. I just married you."She grinned and responded in writing:"Too late. I'm reviving sexy spreadsheets."Damian:".I love you. Save me cake."Surrounding herself with the view, Eliana understood how packed her life was. A wonderful family. A dream husband. A business she'd created with grit, stilettos, and passion. And now—this. Celebration, mayhem, and cupcakes in one.It was nice to be home.It was half past three before Eliana was finally able to catch her breath.Her honeymoon haze was now replaced with unread email, marketing follow-up reminders, three new product designs, and a disastrous spreadsheet fault she was pretending not to see. Sabrina Ultra was her baby, but today—her baby was teething, crying, and asking for milk.She slumped into her rich, velvet chair and

She pushed forward, forehead against his dick, she could feel the warmth of him against her as he lifted one foot and then the other, so that she could slide down his pants. Her fingers flirted along the outside of his thighs to the edge of his underwear. She descended and licked along his sheathed shaft, and back up, to the tip of his hard cock.She almost tore the last thread of his clothes off as his cock, released from it's constriction, shook and slapped her on the chin. She gripped his shaft firmly and took a glimpse at it for the very first time. She could discern his pre-cum as it trickled out of the opening at the head of his penis.Her tongue shot out, and grabbed it before gobbling it up. She looked up at his black eyes and smiling, engulfed his shaft in her ravenous mouth. Her other hand reached down to his balls, clenched with tension, she started to rub and squeeze them while her other hand caressed his cock slow into her mouth. She could feel tension growing within him