Romans & histoires Billionaire Sex Stories

Theme: Auction sex "Next!" A pretty little Brunette walked on stage, her eyes downcast on stage. Every other girl paraded before the men that night had looked defiant and proud. Alexander hadn't wanted any of them. He was on the prowl for a sub. The world would flip through if they knew that Alexander, Kentucky, Billionaire extraordinaire and the nation's favourite bachelor, was into BDSM. He didn't want the hassle of dealing with pressmen or the annoying attention that came with it.

Sandra’s POV “What?!” I gasped unbelievably at my father and stumbled backward as the word hit me right in my heart. “You heard him right. You cannot stay here. I cannot bring in my first daughter that the nation knows got married to the popular billionaire, Brian Fenandro. Have you ever thought this through?” My mother's angry voice filled the air as she glared at me in displeasure. “You cannot be a disgrace to me or this family,” She spat out and I gasped.

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

She turned her head to the side and met his gaze, her pupils fierce as she asked, "Then state your price or get out. Is it money? I hate to disappoint you but..." Liam laughed, and she could see exactly why her words would be ridiculous to him. According to the Internet, the Hectors were billionaires, and judging by their house, it was true. The hands that had been in her most intimate places reached out and massaged her hair, his gaze full of desire, "Do you actually believe I would choose money over a chance to be inside you? Come hang out with me tomorrow night, and I will let you know what I want." She didn't want to spend an extra second in his presence, and her mind was fuzzy from all

he stuttered, unsure he’d heard correctly. For a moment, he thought Theodore was joking — though his boss was the last person in the world to make jokes. In all his years of working under Mr. Knight, not once had he seen the man show interest in any woman. Business partners, models, politicians — none of them caught his attention. Theodore was known for his self-control and indifference toward romance. People in the media even called him “The Cold Billionaire.” And now, he was asking Kevin to watch a woman? Judging by Kevin’s silence, Theodore could already tell what he was thinking.

I leaned back in my Italian leather booth, the dim red lights of the sex club casting shadows over the people fucking all around me. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, sex, and expensive perfume, a cocktail I'd grown accustomed to over the years. Fuck knew why. People weren't my forte, but pussy was I suppose. Sex was an easy way to pass the time and not get caught up in the monotony of life. Being a billionaire was great. Luxury and comfort around every turn was a solace of sorts. There is such a thing as being too content though. It takes the fun out of everything.

I will make sure I teach her a lesson she won’t forget even in her next life! I just turned thirty, a billionaire and the heir to my family’s real estate empire. I’m also a survivor of four high-profile "kiss-and-tell" scandals that nearly cost me my seat on the board. My dad had to interfere but it came with strict conditions that I had no choice than to accept. I learned the hard way that in my world, sex is a currency, and every woman has a price. I stopped believing in love and became a full time playboy. That’s what women want after all. Money, and in exchange, I get to use them to my advantage…

She doesn't even understand why she is still alive now, because the man she knows would have killed her with just his bare hands back then when she was reluctant to spread her legs. Talking about sex maniacs, the man right next to her was more than that. You could wonder if he does that for a living or maybe sex was his daily bread. Just that night, the blond was the third woman he took in his private chamber, a place classified for pounding his women at. Oh no, not his women but fuck partners. The cold-hearted billionaire, also a gangster who is top in his city when it comes to money and fame, does not call a woman his own. He just uses them to satisfy the pleasures of his body.

CEO Billionaire Collection Book 1: One-night Stand with a Billionaire ELLIE "Shot! Shot! Shot!" The chant reverberated through the opulent casino bar, and. I watched with a mix of amusement and horror as one of the bridesmaids—whose name I'd already forgotten—climbed atop a table, shimmying to the pulsating beat. “Is she…?” I asked myself. Yep, she was twerking. Vegas. The city where subtlety came to die and was promptly buried beneath neon lights and sequined dresses.

“So, What next? Are you guys gonna continue having sex or what?” Annie asked. She wanted to know what her friend, Kate intended to do now that she had had sex with her billionaire boss. “Hell no. I told him that it was just a mistake and it ain't gonna happened ever again.” “What the fuck did you just say, Katie? Are you crazy? You had sex with a billionaire and all you could figure out to tell him was that it was a big mistake that won’t happen again? Are you fucking out of your mind?”