Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Bending down, she tentatively tasted the tip with a flick of her tongue, and the billionaire jerked. The reaction made her feel heady, and drawing courage from it, she began licking the head of his cock more leisurely.
His fingers threaded through her hair. “Ilse...” Her lips slowly closed over the head of his cock. “God.” When her lips only continued to play with the head of his erection, his grip on her hair tightened, and he laughed hoarsely. “Beautiful, wonderful tease...”
She only laughed, and the sound – seductive and throaty – made the billionaire shudder anew.
She tortured him as he had tortured her, making him wait, making him wonder just when she would make her move. Her fingers stroked his cock up and down, causing blood to rush to his head, but it was her mouth that was infinitely frustrating, closing over the head of his erection over and over, but never beyond it—-
“Suck it,” he grated out. “Let me fuck your mouth, babe.”
And that seemed to be what Ilse was waiting for.
Her mouth drew his cock inside, inch by inch, and the billionaire groaned.
She started to suck him, and by the time the entire length of his cock was lodged inside her mouth, he had lost all control.
Gripping her head, he began to fuck her mouth. He tried to take it slowly, tried to be gentle, but it was as if she didn’t want it like that at all.
Her fingers dug into the muscled cheeks of his ass—-
Fuck.
His hips began to pump furiously, his cock plunging in and out of her mouth with greater force.
He could feel his balls tightening with every thrust, and knowing he was about to come any second, he rasped, “Let go.”
But her fingers only dug deeper into his ass, Ilse silently urging him to do with her exactly what he wanted.
FUCK.
Clutching her head tightly, he thrust into her one last time and spilled his cum into her. He groaned as she continued to suck at his cock while he unloaded himself, and looking down at her, seeing her swallow his cum—-
FUCK.
His cock shot out one last heavy load of cum into her mouth.
It took him some time to recover his breath, even more time to make his body move and finally pull his cock out from her mouth.
“That,” he panted out, “was more than I bargained for.”
“Jaak!” Ilse’s cheeks turned red. “You don’t need to tell me things like that.”
“But I want to.” He propped himself up on his elbows. “I think it’s both the coolest and hottest thing in the world, having a girlfriend who rocks in bed.”
“Jaak!”
He carried her back into her bathroom, and as he cleaned himself, she stared at him unabashedly while brushing her teeth.
They finished at the same time, and as he swept her up in his arms, Ilse said cheekily, “Are you ready for Round Two?”
“Don’t tempt me,” he grated out just before kissing her hard.
Joining Ilse in her bed, he drew the covers over them, and she turned to him, whispering his name. The odd note in it made the billionaire go still, and he asked quietly, “What is it?”
Her soft brown eyes searched his. “We’re not going to...”
Ah. He reached out to trace her lips ever so gently, and his heart clenched at the sight of her lips trembling at his touch.
This beautiful, strong woman was his.
His.
And it was more than he deserved.
“There’s nothing in this world,” he said softly, “that I want more than to possess you.”
“But?” Ilse’s jaw was clenched. “Because...there’s a but, isn’t it?”
“But...” His tone was mockingly obedient, his lips curving in a smile that was the complete contrast of the state of his heart.
And it seemed like Ilse knew that because she only stared at him without returning his smile.
Ah, Ilse.
So damn beautiful, so damn smart, so damn strong.
Was it right to have her when love was the only thing he could offer?
When the billionaire reached for her, Ilse didn’t even think of resisting. He let his arms enfold her, let him tuck her head under his chin, and when he spoke of words that threatened to break her heart, she let him.
“It’s not the right time yet.” He spoke quietly, heavily, and with so much love that she almost wished she were still the type of girl who could live a lie.
“You know that, don’t you?”
Chapter Fifteen
“It’s always nice doing business with you,” Constantijin Kastein said as he shook hands with Jaak de Konigh. Tall, blond, and powerfully built, the Dutch tycoon had once been notorious for being as ruthless in negotiating business deals as he was in breaking women’s hearts.
But those years were long behind the billionaire now, and as he was also married, the media liked to write about how Constantijin had passed on his title as Netherlands’ #1 Playboy to his heir apparent, who coincidentally was the man he and his friends had flown to Amsterdam to do business with.