All Chapters of Let's Get Tempted: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“MR BILLIONAIRE PERSONAL SEX TOY”CHAPTER 81NADIASurvival has a price, and mine was written in the currency of my own body.I didn't realise the true weight of that bargain until the day I stepped into Alexander Fox's office. Everything in the building was cold, polished, and aggressively expensive. The air itself smelled and felt different. The moment the heavy mahogany doors swung open, the breath in my lungs vanished. Alexander sat behind his desk, his silhouette framed by the floor to ceiling windows. He was wearing a charcoal suit, his hair raven dark, and his eyes holding a depth of an inkwell. His gaze moved over me with a predatory persuasion that felt like his fingers were on my skin. I swallowed. "Miss Cole," he said in a low resonant baritone voice. It was as smooth as bourbon and fuck! It was just as intoxicating. "Please, sit."My legs suddenly felt uncooperative as I forced the expanse of the office and sank onto the chair opposite him. "You’ve reviewed the contra

CHAPTER 83NADIAI've never had three humiliating yet pleasing words in my life before. "Beg for it."His voice was low and commanding as his green eyes burned into mine. I stared up at him from the bed, my chest heaving and my body aching for his touch. The heat between my thighs was unbearable, my clit pulsing with each beat of my heart. There is indeed a thin line between getting pleasure and going mad, and I was dangling on that line.God! I hated him. I hated the way he looked at me. I hated the way his hands felt on my skin and the way my body responded to him. My stupid body was always arching into his touch like I was starved for it. But I wanted him. So bad I wanted to pull him close and let his skin merge into mine. "Please—" The word slipped out before I could stop it. I almost didn't recognise the sound of my own voice from how small and needy it was.He tilted his head, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Please what, Nadia?""Please…touch me."His smile widened.

CHAPTER 85NADIAThe moment our eyes met, I looked away.I couldn't hold his gaze or let him see the shame burning in my eyes. The shame of what I had become and what I was doing to survive. I turned and slipped into my mother's room, closing the door behind me, the click of the latch gently echoing in the silence. I pressed my back against the door, my heart pounding as I waited for the sound of footsteps. I waited to see the door open with him standing behind it. But nothing.I waited three full minutes, but he didn't come. Letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding, I tried to convince myself that I was relieved he didn't come after me. I didn't want to face him and have to explain myself as to why I suddenly ghosted him. But Something twisted in my chest. Something that felt very close to disappointment.I pushed the feeling away and walked to my mother's bedside. She was stirring, her eyes already fluttering open. A weak smile spread across her face the moment she laid he

CHAPTER 87NADIAThe moment I saw him, the air in the dressing room turned stagnant, filled with Alexander's sharp cologne. The walls suddenly seemed to close in, and the only thing I could see was his dark eyes fixed on me with a predatory intensity that made my clit pulse. His gaze travelled, daking over the black lace clinging to my skin. The plunging neckline left my chest exposed to his scrutiny. My first instinct was to shield myself, so I wrapped my arms around myself. "Don't do that." He stepped into my space, gis fingers sealing around my wrist and pulling my arms down, the heat is his palms seeping into me. "What are you doing?" I asked in a jagged whisper. "I want to see you," he said, his tone dropping by an octave.He shoved me back gently, and the shock of the cold floor to ceiling mirror hit my shoulders. The cold glass but into my skin as his large hands slid down my ribs to trace the scalloped lace at my waist. When his thumbs gazed the undersides of my breasts,

CHAPTER 89NADIAI plunged three fingers into my wet pussy, a gasp heating through my throat as my back arched against the chair. The stretch was fucking intense, my walls clenching around my own fingers as I curled them inside me. “Oh Jesussss–” a moan slipped past my throat as I pumped them in and out, matching the rhythm of his own strokes. From where I sat, I could see the top of his cock glistening with pre cum, a few dripping down the head. His hand moved faster as he gnashed his jaw, trying not to let his eyes close from the pleasure. "Fuck—Nadia," he groaned, his eyes locked on my hand moving between my legs. "Look at you. So desperate for iy."I bit down on my lips, but the moan still slipped pass, my thrum. Circling my clit while my fingers worked my pussy. Juiced dropped down my hand, coating my fingers with each thrust. I moved my hand to the other breast, grabbing the nipple aggressive and pressing down hard. Mg eyes fell shut briefly as the sensation ripped through m