LOVING THE REJECTED BILLIONAIRE

He could not have expected that. I am sorry Andy, but you are driving me insane. I can be anything you want me to be. Your little bitch. Your naughty little girl. Your crazy maid. Anything, Andy. I move my finger in and out, and he starts sucking it.

There Andy. I like that. Just keep going. His eyes are not leaving mine, and I don’t even want to blink.

“You are becoming naughty and it’s not good for you.” He says, licking his lips after I pull out my finger.

“I am not done yet.” I say with a wicked smirk.

“What?” I unbuckle his belt.

Let’s see if you can still resist me, Andy. I don’t care if I regret this later. I unbutton the trouser and pull down the zipper, pushing the trouser down and it falls to his feet. He is thunderstruck to a point that he has gone mute.

I go down slowly on one knee, and playfully squeeze his balls that are already hard, just like his member. He squirms. I pull down the boxer and it falls on top of his trouser.

His member ceremoniously springs out, and I take some time to worship its beauty. After I am done admiring it, I take it into my hands and link its tip.

Ooh, my! So hard but soft.

He whimpers!

“Do you even know what you are doing?” He asks with a husky voice, his breathing becoming heavy, his broad chest heaving up and down.

Instead of answering, his about I show him?

I push it slowly down my mouth, and start moving up and down, massaging it with my tongue, enjoying every single thrust. How can he deny me something so…

“Mmhh.. Mmhh…”

Ooh so sweet.

He murmurs some “who cares” curses, bolstering my head with his hands nonetheless.

It’s so heavenly.

“Move your hands too.” He says, guiding me on how to move them up and down his cock in synch. I follow the easy guide of his hand, and in no time, I manage on my own, and I take the liberty to feed him with nothing but pleasure. I increase my pace, but just a little because, dah!! Someone remind me where I learnt this?

As he starts thrusting in, joining me in the loud chorus of moans, I feel like a number one. I feel like a pro. I feel like I have won a jackpot.

“Fuck, ANIA!” He moans as I swallow the sweet liquid from his cock, and after draining it, I dip his whole member in my mouth, my lips touching its base. I let it absorb the warmth and moisture of my mouth, until I feel it softening.

I slowly pull it out and it falls at its usual place while Andy, instead of dressing up, he scoops me up and envelopes me in his arms.

I rest there for minutes, feeling his heavy heartbeat steady slowly.

I feel like a hero!

“Are you okay?” He asks, pulling me from his shoulder. He cups my face, lifting my head so that I look at him. I nod my head after taking a deep breath, eyes still closed. I was so bold down there, what happened now? Why do I feel shy? “Look at me.” He says in a whisper, and I open my eyes. “Are you okay?” He asks again.

I look into his eyes. He is still lusted. The dark glow in his eyes says so. I have effects on him. Why wouldn’t I be okay?

“Did you like it? Did I bite you?” I ask, blushing the blush of the century.

He gives me a sweet reassuring smile, and leans in, capturing my lips for a sweet kiss that speaks satisfaction.

“No. You didn’t bite me, and I loved it. I am sorry for feeding my sperms. Well, I… I haven’t had sex for almost four years now, so, I have control issues. Don’t think I am a deadbeat!”

I smile at his explanation. What do I know about control? “It’s alright. I am not complaining. It’s the most sweetest juice I have ever tasted.”

He eyes me for a while. Maybe assessing whether I am in my right mind. “You are so daring, do you know that? What will I do with you?” He speaks, caressing my lower lip, his gaze stern in my eyes.

“Just let me love you, Andy. I want to love you only. Just the way you are.”

“Will you allow me to dress up first?”

I smile and move away from his hands so that he can dress up. As he pulls up his boxer, my eyes fall to the meat that was in my mouth a while ago. It looks eatable. Sweet and delicious. I feel like going all crazy and bitchy on him again. He notices my eyes on him and I look away.

“Why are you shy now?” He asks, walking toward me while pulling his trouser.

“I am not.”

He wraps his arms around me from my back, kissing me on the side of the neck and another one that sends electric waves down my body just below my ear.

“You really want to love this broken jerk?”

I turn around in his arms, and I look deep into his beautiful brown eyes. “I am neither perfect, Andy, so, permit me.”

“How about we talk about this tonight in my bedroom? Do you mind?”

“No. It sounds great.”

“Good girl.” He says with a smirk and…

“Ooh!” I almost shouted.

How did his hand get to my breast to pinch my nipple like that? I didn’t see that coming.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

And his smirk, my!

I fall in his arms, and he wraps me so possessively.

I love this jerk so much.