Lahat ng Kabanata ng BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

I caught her wrists before her fingers could tangle in my hair, forcing space between us. “You are drunk,” I ground out, my voice rough. She pouted with a frown. “So?” “So you don't mean it,” I replied softly. “But I do, I really do,” she argued, then bit her plump lower lip. “God have mercy,” I muttered and exhaled sharply, fighting the urge to take her right there. “No, you don't, Char.” “I am old enough to know what I want, Leo, and I am not fully drunk. If you are scared I might regret this later, I won't.” I looked at her. If I fall for this and she regrets it later? No, it can wait. “If you really want it, tomorrow say it to me again. I promise I won't hesitate to kiss you until you forget your last name,” I replied. What the hell am I saying? Like I am a pro in this? I will be nervous as hell. She has been kissed before, right? Only no penetration. I cursed inwardly. Why would I think of her being kissed by another man at this time? I stood up abruptly, putting m

I was very excited, so I had expected that throbbing below to have my member up and ready. Maybe I should do something that could arouse me even more.I looked to at her and found her thighs pressed together. I gently parted them—I could feel her body shaking. Her intoxicating scent of her arousal filled my nostrils. I stared at it for a while. Wow… it’s so…She immediately pressed her thighs together, hiding her cunt from me.“Why are you staring at it too much? Can you see it? I think the light is too bright,” she asked.Wait, what?“I just wanted to use my tongue first… saw it in a porn video.”I repliwd.“No! Don't do it. I find that part of sex gross, you don't put your tongue there and don't look at it too!”I twisted my neck away so fast that my neck hurt.Am I allowed to ask why I can’t look at it? I can’t even see clearly.“Just trace it with your fingers and penetrate, please.”She pleaded, and shut her eyes.I swallowed nervously."I will do as you said".I looked do

I grabbed my phone and scrolled to my doctor’s number. My thumb hovered over the call button for a second before I pressed it. It rang twice. “Leo?” His familiar voice came through. “Hey… um…” I cleared my throat. *Why am I suddenly anxious?* Because I’m about to tell another man I can’t perform? “Leo, this is a bit late for you to call. Is everything alright?” His voice interrupted my thoughts. I swallowed tightly. My voice was hoarse. “I… need to book an appointment. As soon as possible.” There was a pause. “Alright… can you tell me what’s going on?” I sat heavily on the edge of the bed, my elbows on my knees. “I couldn’t… perform.” The words tasted like shame. “I was with my girl… I wanted to, but nothing happened. My body just… refused.” He was quiet for a moment before speaking gently. “Was this the first time?” I rubbed the back of my neck. “No. There was… another time. Months ago. I didn’t think much of it. But this time—” My voice cracked, “—this time it matt

I could feel the pressure building, thick and tight in my core, climbing like a wave I couldn’t stop.My legs shook, knees damn near buckling and my chest heaved, heart pounding harder than it had in years.My other hand braced hard against the wall, holding me upright as my knees slightly bent with every strong pump.My body rocked with the fast motion. My abs tightened, flexing with every jerk of my hand.“Charlotte”, I whispered between gritted teeth and hissed loudly as I stroked even harder.My grip was merciless, dragging each stroke to the tip and squeezing on the pull back. The veins on my shaft pulsed with the rhythm.My hips pushed forward involuntarily, chasing friction. I was panting now, completely gone, lost in her.My other hand fists my hair,imagining it was her hand yanking me down to kiss her.“Look at you,”she'd tease.I groaned low and ragged.“I want you everywhere, I want your thighs around my face and want your cunt dripping on my tongue…let me taste you too.”

Morning light filtered weakly through the curtains in my room. I got up from my bed weakly and made my way to Charlotte’s room. I couldn't sleep all night. Even when I fought against the urge to check the trending videos about Charlotte, my curiosity won. The bullying was so intense that I felt like it was directed at me too. I spent the night asking myself questions that I had no answers to. She said she was going for an audition. How did she end up on a love hunt show? Did she lie to me about it? Maybe I don't know her as much as I thought. That must be the reason she was depressed when I saw her at that restaurant. Why would she seek love on a live show when I am here trying to gain her trust? Begging for her to fall inlove with me? Why? She is really into Onlyfans? I need answers. I want her answers, but am I in the right place to demand them? I just masturbated while imagining her last night. I am not a saint to judge her either. I stopped at her door and kn