The Billionaire Romantic getaway のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Mandy clenched her teeth together to stop herself from screaming out when his hand made contact. Carl smiled against her breast as he continued to suck it and rub her clit. Mandy’s hips bucked as pleasure spread through her like electricity. She could barely think let alone do anything else. She gripped his shoulder as he sank two fingers into her folds and started thrusting gently. “I can’t hold out any longer,” she burst out. “Please. Fuck me, Carl. Fuck me.”He growled and then removed his hand from inside her panties.The pleasure building in her slowly deflated. His mouth left her breast and he stared at her with his smoldering blue eyes.“Not yet,” he teased. “You’ll need to beg harder than that.”“Please,” she whispered. He grabbed a hold of her panties and the sound of them ripping sent another ripple of pleasure and desire through her. His eyes trailed down her body as he ripped the other side and pulled the tattered remains off her. His hands gripped the sides of her hips a

She knew this was Carl’s old room. Mark’s room across the hall and beside the bathroom had suitcases spread all over the floor with clothes neatly stacked and sorted in them from his many stays to take care of his father. All the other rooms in the house had been updated into the 21st century, but Carl’s room was like a time capsule.There was no sign of the powerful businessman she knew.All she saw was just a regular teenager who liked rock music, sports, and video games. The desk was messy and cluttered, and looked like it was never used for its intended purpose. His closet drawers were shut haphazardly with a part of a shirt hanging out of one and a sock out of another, as if the teenaged Carl was going to walk back in and grab them for a quick change of clothes.Mandy sat down on the bed and leaned back. Something crinkled underneath and she pulled out two magazines from under the pillow. One was a well-worn copy of Playboy and the other a worn copy of Business Insider, which loo

Mandy sighed. “It’s not Carl, okay? Things are actually fine between us. It’s my sister’s wedding that I’m worried about.” She did feel guilty about the wedding and had spoken to her mother. She promised her mother that she would be there and wouldn’t cause a scene. “I don’t want to go. But at the same time, she’s my sister, you know?”Gina nodded sympathetically. “Normally, I’d say you should go because it’s good to have a relationship with family. But in your case, I don’t know. Your family has done nothing to support you—hell, they have even tried to sabotage you—so why should you support them? You have a tough decision. I do think you have to go if you want to continue having a relationship with them, though. Show them you are better than what they think you are.”Mandy could imagine her life without her family. They would no longer make her feel bad about her body. Claudia couldn’t insult her anymore, and she would no longer have to see Stephen. She wouldn’t have to constantly wi

She looked up at him and saw desire light in his eyes right before he crushed it. She tried to get a hold of her own desire as well. “Yeah,” she said, pushing back away from him. “Just slipped.” She forced her legs to start treading water on their own, even though her left calf threatened to cramp again. “Think I’m just getting cold. I’m going to head in.” She moved to the stairs and climbed out, feeling Carl’s eyes follow her every movement. She grabbed her towel and wrapped it tightly around her. “Thanks for letting me talk.”Carl swallowed and nodded. The desire in his eyes and the way his tongue darted across his upper lip tore through her like fire.She turned and hurried away. While she couldn’t deny the sexual tension, she wished he wouldn’t look at her like that. It made her feel beyond sexy. Something she had never felt empowered with and it made her unable to think about anything except the way it felt when he touched her, slipped inside of her and made her beg him to do it

After they parted company, Mandy managed to hold it together until she got into the elevator in her office building. Then she started to cry. She loved her family. She cried harder than she had in a long time. She didn’t even know that the elevator doors had opened until she felt someone’s strong arms around her, comforting her, rubbing her back and holding her close. She buried her head in the stranger’s chest, just thankful someone was willing to hold her. It felt good, even though she knew she would be embarrassed soon enough.“Tell me what’s wrong,” Carl murmured.Her head shot up in surprise. She stepped back quickly. “Sorry, I didn’t realize—”Carl pressed the emergency stop button. “Tell me what’s wrong so I can make it better. Is it Stephen?”She wiped her eyes. “Nothing’s wrong,” she said. “Everything is perfectly right.”“Then why are you crying?” He handed her a handkerchief from his suit pocket.She accepted it and blew her nose. “My father’s proud of me,” she said, and th