Forced To be Mrs. Billionaire
We were completely alone.
"Yohan!" I gasped as his tongue teased me. "Ah, Yohan, please!" I begged, my voice trembling.
He paused, lifting his head to meet my gaze with a wicked grin.
"Please what, my little kitten?" he asked huskily.
I licked my lips, looking into his darkened eyes, desperate and pleading. My fingers found his hair, gently threading through the soft strands.
"Ah, Yohan, eat me now, please!"
F*CK. Is this really me?
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