The Billionaire's Substitute Wife
Eve shrugged and ran her tongue through her lips, biting her bottom lip softly, her dilated pupils fixated on him.
He let out another curse, his breathing heavy and laboured. "Ava..."
"Beg, Alessandro, or I shut the screen, and my legs." Her voice was so low and soft, a purr, an invitation and threat.
She slipped her fingers through her nipples and moaned softly, slowly closing her legs.
"Fuck. Please, open your legs, I need to see your pretty pussy."
Eve felt like a Queen on a throne where she controlled sex, and parted her thighs, pushing her panties to the side.