Billionaire's Bounty Cost Of Love And Revenge novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52

Ivy’s FOU

My core throbbed as he whispered in my ears. I could feel the wetness in my panties. My whole body had been tightly wound up; it had been tolong since I felt pleasure. Without the alcohol, my body still felt the aching need for his touch, the need that made me desperate. I wanted to tear off at our clothes until our bodies were naked and touching, anft could feel his cock inside of me, filling me up.

He leaned back on the bed so he could gawk at me, slowly taking in everything

“Look at me,” he whispered in a deep voice when I tried to look away.

I did as he asked and looked into those beautiful eyes. Those eyes that spoke volumes long before he opened his mouth and uttered the words, “I want to worship you, Ivy..

Jolts of pleasure traveled all over my body, desire washing over me. He lifted me up and placed me on the bed, turning to face me. He held my feet i hands and stared for a moment before slipping off my shoes

His lips pressed against the middle of my feet His eyes were fixated on me as he brought my feet to his lips. I tried to pull away, but his grip was strong. His and then my ankle. He slowly made his way to my toes, and without a second thought, he popped a toe into his mouth.

I gasped. It was a shock at first. Max was my first and only experience, and he had never tried to touch my feet, let alone give me pleasure from them. He sucked on my big toe and then slowly moved to the next, his eyes never leaving me.

It was the combination of his intense gaze and what his lips did to my toes that made me light–headed with pleasure. He repeated the same with other toes and then kissed a trail up my legs to my inner thighs, pushing up my dress further.

I clenched the sheets and sucked in a breath. His kisses stopped just short of my soaked panties, intensifying my desire for him. Farched my back and lifted my hips off the bed, offering myself to him, needing his touch–anything to release the aching need growing inside me.

His gaze darkened as he stared at my crotch, and I could see him slowly losing his control. He pulled his gaze from my panties and looked at me

“Take it easy, my little flower. I’m trying to enjoy every moment of it,” his voice was husky. I knew his control was slowly slipping away.

My cheeks flushed. My little flower? A new term of endearment? I loved it.

and unzipped my dress, pushing the sleeves, down until I was wearing only a He inched closer until he was hovering over me. He reached behinde matching set of lacy bra and panties. My nipples hardened under bis intense stare. He licked his lips, and up until that point, I didn’t know that a simple action like that could set me on fire.

I reached for his jacket and impatiently tried to take it off. He kicked off his shoes while i fidgeted with the buttons on his shirt. He grabbed my hands and brought them to his lips, kissing them. “I want you to watch.” he said simply.

I pulled away and watched as he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it in a crumpled pile beside the bed. He took off his belt, his trousers hanging low on his waist, and then he leaned in to shower kisses on my neck. Ishut my eyes, and then my thoughts wandered…

As he kissed me and his expert hands wandered all over my body, barely doing anything yet triggering all the pleasure spots I didn’t realize had before, 1- couldn’t help but think about how many times he had done this and with how many women.

I shut my eyes to push the thoughts away, but they had already crept in. I tried to imagine what the other women looked like–all the women he had posted all over his socials. It was hard to tell what his type was. Asher didn’t have a type. Asher’s type was any womarc curvier, hot…

I pulled away and averted my eyes. “I’m sorry.

“You can’t?” he asked, the disappointment evident in his voice.

I swallowed. I had lied to myself a couple of times, pretended, but I knew it was true. I felt something for Asher. I didn’t know what it was, but it was there I could feel it. It was more than a more sexual desire, it was deeper…

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Chapter 52

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I couldn’t be one of Asher’s women. I didn’t want to be one of hit wonde. I wanted to be the only one had made it clear for deert a and he wasn’t going to give me that either, As much as I loved the view of his hand chest and trong muscles, as much att midtold the and his soft lips all over me, there was no denying i desire for this fine sperimen of a man who was my husband

I wanted to surrender my body to him, knowing he would bring me to heights of pleurs had never reached before de’t bear the thongs of sharing him with another. I wanted him all to myself. “I don’t think we should be

He exhaled and massaged his temples. He didn’t move immediately. A few minutes passed before he pulled may and rose geleg lock, his eyes scanning my body.

I glanced at the bulge in his pants. I felt guilty that I had led him on, only to pull away at the last minute. My body wanted me to give in. Aker all, we wer both aroused. My nipples were hard and hurting at this point; I was like a woman in heat.

My juices were trickling down my inner thighs, I glanced between my spread legs, and his eyes followed immediately, darkening wil donne I was stil unable to move, as I watched him, I saw the struggle in his eyes, still fixated between my legs. I knew he was trying to rein in his desine, and i ddest make it any easier in the position I was in.

“I’m going to masturbate to this image of you: legs spread open and your panties soaking wet,” he said in a husky voice, then turned ar toward the bathroom

I let out a deep breath I didn’t know I was holding back.

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