All Chapters of Marry me; The Billionaire's contract : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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Kinky shit

**ANASTASIA**I heard the door open and then close quietly. I heard footsteps walking toward the bed. I clutched the sheets tighter around myself.Dominic.I couldn’t see what he was doing, but he stood at the bedside for a while, staring at my feet, and then he reached over the drawer. My breath hitched loudly before I could stop myself.I hoped he hadn’t heard that. I closed my eyes tight, bit down on my lip, waiting to hear his footsteps leaving, but then I felt the sheets being yanked off my body.I held my breath. What was he doing?I wasn’t wearing any panties beneath the night dress because I had been in a hurry to get in bed before Dominic returned.I felt exposed like this. I bit down on my lip.Then I felt his fingers slide between my legs and pull my pussy lips apart.I gasped and shot up from the bed, scooting away to the edge of the bed.“What the fuck is wrong with you?!”He stared at me with a smile like he hadn’t just shoved his hands between my legs while I was asleep

Heated

ANASTASIAMy hand tightened around my fork. I’d rather use it to stab the man sitting beside me than use it to eat.I glanced at Dominic. His expression remained cold as he sipped his coffee, but his hand on my waist was halfway into my crop top.I looked around the table. It didn’t seem like his family noticed at all. Ramon and Georgia weren’t at the table today. Not that I wanted to talk to the old witch.I bit down on my lip when his finger brushed the underside of my breast.Fucking idiot.“Don’t you like the food?” Alicia asked Dominic, her brows furrowed in concern. Of course he couldn’t eat properly with his right hand groping my breasts.“You should eat, honey,” I said through clenched teeth.He glanced at me and smiled. Then he leaned over under the pretense of reaching for the vegetables.“Are you wet again?” he whispered.My breath hitched. I glared at him. He only smiled and leaned back, his hand finally falling away from my crop top.Yesterday was an accident. I wouldn’t

Crazy woman

**ANASTASIA**I glanced down at my thigh, at the white sticky cum dripping down them.How am I supposed to walk out with my thigh dripping with cum, and even the floor stained with cum.Knock Knock.I bit down on my lip. Fuck, if someone walks in and sees this mess, they’d think of me as some slut left on the toilet to clean up after his cum.“Mr. Blackwood sent me here to clean up the mess.” My breath hitched.The mess that was the cum-stained floor.I grabbed a tissue and quickly wiped as much from my thigh as I could. I pulled the door open and, without glancing at the maid, started walking down the hall towards my room.That was so embarrassing. Didn’t he feel the least bit ashamed asking a maid to clean his cum off the floor? But then again, that’s the same man that groped my breasts in front of his family.I pulled the door open and immediately made my way to the bathroom.I was taking my second bath of the day in less than seven hours after the first.I locked the door, strip

What were you thinking?

**ANASTASIA**The yacht eased against the dock.I stood at the top of the stairs and looked down. The wood was dark and wet from the tide, ropes thick and coiled along the edge, a few gulls circling overhead. The air smelled of salt and diesel. Guards moved ahead of me, carrying the suitcases down in a neat line. My eyes fell on Dominic's suitcase and I wondered if the gun was still in there or if he had it on him. I started down. My legs felt wobbly. As my thighs brushed against each other under my skirt, they stung. I winced and my balance slipped. Before I could fall, Dominic’s hand locked around my arm and hauled me up. My face ended up mashed against his chest. I glanced up. Our eyes met. He smelled like mist and shower gel. I looked away fast. Those same fucking eyes had seen me finger myself and come with my thigh covered in his cum. I had become such a sex deranged freak, for some one who claimed to have more experience than him.I bit down on my lip and stepped ont

Fix your eyes

DOMINIC I held her legs apart. She was stretching them open for me, knees pulled up, skirt already hiked to her stomach. I kept applying the ointment, rubbing it over the dark bruises on her inner thighs. My eyes moved up. Soft tits under her top, then her lips. She wasn’t looking at me. She was looking at the driver. My jaw clenched. Even in a situation like this, her attention was on him instead of me. I raised my finger and brushed it over her clit. She gasped and immediately turned to me. I looked down at her panties. They were soaked. Her eyes snapped up and she glared at me. “How should I feel,” I said, “watching your panties get wet while I apply ointment on you?” “It’s your fault,” she said. “Why would you brush your finger there?” I brushed my finger there again. She tried to push me off her, but I caught her hand and held her steady by the knee. She glared up at me. I pinned her thigh, pushed her panties aside, and dragged my finger over her cl

For him

**ANASTASIA**My legs wobbled as I stepped out of the car and toward the villa. I smelled like cum. My entire fucking chest beneath the jacket was covered in it.I glanced back. He looked completely relaxed, following behind me like nothing had happened. I would never be able to face the driver again in my life. He must have heard the moans. The car still smelled like cum anyway.I pulled the jacket tighter around my chest and quickened my pace into the villa.I stepped inside and hurried straight to my room. I couldn’t have been more relieved that I didn’t have to share a room with Dominic anymore.I walked toward the mirror and dropped the jacket that had been draped around me. I stared at my reflection. My blouse had slipped low, almost revealing my nipples, and my tits were covered in white strips of cum.I could still taste him in my mouth. I dragged my finger over the cum on my chest.I looked like a slut like this.I grabbed a towel and immediately dashed into the bathroom. My

Spy

**DOMINIC**She kept giggling about something, non-stop talking to her assistant who kept nagging her to eat.I propped my chin on my hand, supporting it with my elbow on the desk, and stared at her from the computer screen. She had more clothes on than earlier, when she only had a robe on, lying carelessly asleep on the bed with her legs spread a little. I swear if I looked closer I’d be able to see her pussy from the doorway. She slept in nothing but a robe.I leaned back and glanced down at the tent in my pants.What am I? A teenager going through puberty.I leaned back and slipped my hand into my trousers, gripping my cock.I wanted to fuck her thighs again. I wanted to fuck her pussy too. I wanted to fuck her pink puckered hole that was in view as I fucked her thighs.I slid my hand up and down my cock aggressively. I glanced back at the screen. She had leaned forward to grab a cup and her skirt slid up, revealing her thighs. I groaned and fastened my pace around my cock, pumping

more experienced

**ANASTASIA**“Read through every single document and sign them,” Rita explained as I escorted her out of the room. We walked side by side down the hallway.She was still talking about papers and deadlines. I wasn’t really listening until she suddenly shrieked and collided with someone coming the opposite way.Rita’s glasses slipped from her face and hit the floor.The man stopped. He looked down at them, then bent to pick them up.He was handsome, but there was something frightening about him at the same time. Big. Broad-shouldered. Intimidating. A scar ran across his face and somehow made him look even more dangerous.He held the glasses out to Rita. My eyes dropped to his sleeves—the dark red stain soaking into the fabric. Definitely blood. And there was no visible injury on him.Rita stared for a moment before taking them.“Thank you,” she said quietly.He didn’t answer. He simply walked past us and continued down the hallway.I watched Rita put her glasses back on. Something abou

Stripper

DOMINICShe had looked better than she ever had when she was on her knees with her chest covered in my cum, but that was just another attempt to escape the villa.It's been two days, and I still couldn't understand what kind of party she was so desperate to attend that she'd let me order her around for “Sir, according to what the spy confessed, we were able to gather a bit, but since her contractor used a burner phone, it's very difficult to find any lead.”“Is that all?”“We found her cell phone. There were a few shared text histories between them and some recorded calls. It's likely her contractor is from the rich society. He also appears to have a French accent, so he must have spent a few years abroad,” my assistant explained.I tapped my finger against my desk.Who would want to spy on Anastasia? Who from the rich society would be interested in a spoiled heiress?It could be her fiancé, but Leonard... didn't have the spine to send a spy to my villa.There was only one other pers

A scene

ANASTASIAI fiddled with my fingers in the car as it drove out of the villa. Of course I didn't wear the dress, Marcus would probably think I was a slut. Instead, I settled for a tight black sequin dress that was fashionable enough for the party without making me look like I was trying too hard. I shifted in the seat, adjusting the dress before glancing at myself through the tinted window.I leaned into the car seat, I just had to ignore Eunice anyway.Thank goodness Dominic kept his word and didn't interfere with my going to the party.I glanced at the back just to make sure he didn't send a bodyguard or some kind of spy after me.My eyes caught Dominic by the balcony, in a black robe, his eyes fixed on the car. Luckily, he couldn't see me looking at him through the tinted mirror.He looked like a husband sad to see his wife go, but I wouldn't associate something like that with Dominic.More like a torturer letting his prey have fun for the night.I leaned back into my seat. And loo

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