Billionaire Flawed 2(12)

I rubbed along the length of his leg, and I could see a smile devilishly form on the edges of his mouth.

“Come to my address in ten minutes. Don’t get up until after I leave.”

I wrote my address down on the back of a business card, slipped it into his hand, and left.



3.

It was a busy night out for a Sunday. Being a block away made getting home pretty easy, even though my heels weren’t helping in the slightest.

I was on the 12th floor, it was the second highest floor of the building, and my neighbors liked to constantly remind me of that. The view was still excellent.

I always liked to keep things tidy, but it was rare for me to spend more than a couple hours at home, so being messy was difficult anyway. Once inside, and with the door shut, I sloughed my dress. I hadn’t expected to be this excited.

Jake was one of my first clients, which was probably why my boss always had me watching out for him. He was always so intimidating to stand next to, his large and well-built frame made me feel so small. That was part of the allure, though.

I picked up my dress and hung it nicely in the closet, taking the chance to throw my heels in there as well. I had barely closed the closet door when I heard a knock at the door.

I hopped my way across the cool floor, only realizing I was topless when I came to a stop in front of the door. I threw a hand over my exposed chest and pulled the door open enough to see who was outside.

Jake was wearing his soiled shirt, now a little wrinkled, but I didn’t care. The person under it was gorgeous, and he was all mine tonight. I gestured him in, and he entered.

He took a moment to look around the apartment while I shut the door. With him distracted I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist.

“I don’t want to be the only one topless for long,” I whispered in his ear.

I had never seen a man take off his shirt faster, as he nearly knocked me to the floor in his efforts. I couldn’t help my laughter; he was so eager that it was hard for me to keep a straight face.

When he turned around and saw me standing there in my tiniest panties, I could almost see him salivate. He pulled me close for a passionate kiss, and I returned in kind; massaging up and down his muscular back as I did.

He had to lift me off the ground so that I could reach up to his height, and I liked it. It felt like he could throw me around, and I wanted him to.

I reached down and started undoing his pants. I could already feel his throbbing member waiting for release from beneath. He pulled me away for a second and set me back upon the floor. I giddily slid his pants down and was greeted by his erect beast.

Without a thought, I began to stroke his shaft with my hand. I looked up at him with lust in my eyes as I licked the head. He let out a moan of pleasure, and I couldn’t help myself anymore. I took him into my mouth and began to slide it in and out.

He quivered with delight as I continued my task. I could taste some of his juice coming out of the tip.

“Oh, you are a bad girl,” he said.

I smiled and felt him beginning to tense up. He leaned on my couch to hold himself up and it felt like he was close.

It only took another moment before he exploded in my mouth. Globs of his juice shot down the back of my throat as I could feel him starting to get softer.

“Hey, it’s my turn now, you know,” I said. I pulled off my panties and maneuvered myself to the kitchen counter, opening up my legs to give him a good view. The sight almost instantly made him hard again. I pulled apart my lips to show him how soaked I was, and it made him even more excited.

He kicked off the remains of his clothing and sauntered over to me. With his powerful arms, he grabbed my sides and pulled me in for another kiss. I could feel him lining his member up to my welcoming slit. I was dripping over him while he slid up and down along my opening.

Then with a powerful thrust, he pushed himself into me, opening me up all the way. He filled me up more than I thought possible and still had more to give. I welcomed him in as he inched his way inside. I tensed up with the sensation, wishing it would never end, and hungry for more.

Then he started moving his hips around, tickling my mound with his pelvis. He was the first to work his hips like that, and it felt amazing. Sensations shot through my spine, hitting every nerve along the way.

I moaned in ecstasy, and this only seemed to fuel his desire. He began thrusting, slowly. He was driving me crazy, and he knew it. Then he started thrusting faster and faster; driving his manhood deep inside.

Then he picked me up, holding onto my legs and back. He lifted me and lowered me along his shaft. As he did so, I could feel him flexing inside, pulling me apart just a little more with each thrust.

I couldn’t hold myself up anymore, and collapsed over his shoulder, holding onto his back as best I could. He walked me over to the wall and threw me up against it. Then began driving into me harder, I couldn’t take it anymore, I could feel my muscles starting to tense up as the orgasm started welling up.