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)
“You t-truly don’t know?” Hearing the quiver in her own voice made Ilse’s face redden, but even so, she didn’t let it stop her—-
“No.” The billionaire’s jaw hardened as Ilse took hold of the sweetheart neckline of her gown. “I don’t.”
Ilse started pushing her gown down.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
Her brown eyes met his as the bodice finally fell to her waist, and the billionaire sucked his breath in as her naked breasts spilled free.
“You know what I’m doing,” she whispered.
Her voice implored and seduced him at the same time, and it was irresistible.
“I want to erase the past for good, Jaak.” Her hands went back to her gown, and her gloriously full breasts jiggled and swayed in a mesmerizing fashion as she started pushing the rest of the fabric down her legs.
“I want to replace it with nicer memories.” Ilse stepped out of the pool of silk around her feet, and the billionaire had never seen something more arousing than Ilse standing in nothing but a pair of lace thongs and stilettos.
“Our memories, Jaak.” Her voice ached, and his body ached with her, his fully erect and painfully throbbing cock wanting to tear out of his pants.
“God, Ilse.” Was she fucking real? And was she really about to be fucking his?
“Love me,” Ilse whispered.
Two words.
Two damn words.
Two goddamn words, and she owned him, body and soul, the words stealing into his heart like a thief in the dark.
Even as a part of him questioned everything – was it right, should he wait, what would happen if she regretted it afterwards – the billionaire also knew all questions were futile.
“You know I already do, babe.” He yanked her to him, no longer capable of ignoring his overpowering desire for her. “God help you if this isn’t what you want—-”
Ilse answered by pressing her naked body fully to his, and the billionaire’s control snapped.
He kissed her hard even as he tore his clothes off, and he groaned anew as she kissed him back with a hungry fervor that more than matched his.
When he had gotten rid of all his clothes, his cock instinctively rubbed against her folds, and she moaned against his lips. The sound made him want to crush her against him, but he managed to keep his hands gentle as he slowly drew her down. He laid her on the soft bed of his clothes and parted her thighs gently before kneeling between them.
Their eyes clashed as he reached for her, and Ilse’s body shuddered when his fingers grazed the thin layer of lace that covered her moist pussy.
Without taking his gaze off her, he ripped the scrap of lace from her body, and a whimper escaped Ilse.
His gaze went to her core, and his need sharpened to a feverish peak at the way her folds glistened with her desire. “You look so damn beautiful here, babe.”
The guttural note of the billionaire’s voice was more than enough to make her tremble anew, and when she felt his fingers slowly stroke down her folds, Ilse’s eyes squeezed shut, her body arching under his caress.
“Jaak, please.” There was no need for foreplay, and she knew he knew that, too. They had more than enough foreplay with the way they teased and seduced each other from the very first day they met.
Her eyes drifted open at his silence. “Jaak.” His name took on an unconsciously pleading note.
A groan tore out of his throat at the sound, and he gritted out, “I’m trying to be good here, dammit, and you’re just—”
“Don’t make me wait, please.”
Fuck being good, fuck being gentle, if Ilse wanted him to be bad—-
Then he would fuck her as bad as she wanted.
The billionaire suddenly yanked her close to him, and she gasped. His hands began pushing her legs to open wider and wider, and she couldn’t help tensing even as her heart hammered faster and harder against her chest.
“This is going to hurt,” the billionaire warned tightly.
“I don’t care.” And she meant it. Right now, the billionaire hurting her sounded so, so good. Right now, all she wanted was—-
Oh God.
The head of the billionaire’s cock pushed inside her, and she moaned.
It was happening.
It was finally happening.
Inch by inch, he pushed more of his cock in, and she could feel her pussy desperately trying to accommodate the unbelievable girth of his erection, stretching in the most achingly exquisite way.
His fingers wrapped around her thighs, pressing her legs flat against his clothes as he kept pushing his cock inside of her, and even knowing nothing was actually happening yet, the excruciating beauty of it already felt more than what she might be able to bear.
“Jaak.”
Their eyes collided, and the hard lines of arousal on the billionaire’s face made her shudder. Oh, that she was the one to make him look like that—-