Page 5 of The Billionaire's Obsession

Nicholas chuckles softly, planting a gentle kiss on my quivering thigh. "We'll save that for later," he assures me, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "But your clit seems a little sensitive right now."

I glare down at him, my breath hitching as I try to regain some semblance of control. "Ya think?" I ask, my sarcasm barely concealing the desperate need building inside me.

Nicholas clucks his tongue disapprovingly, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Don't give me attitude, young lady,"he warns playfully. "I'll flip you over and spank your gorgeous, round bottom if I have to."

The thought of what that could entail sends a shiver down my spine, piquing my interest even further. But that's something we can experiment with later. For now, I have other needs that demand attention. " Nicholas, if you don't fuck me," I begin, my voice barely above a whisper, "I swear to God?—"

He shakes his head, his expression incredulous. "Unbelievable," he murmurs, a hint of awe in his voice. "Most women aren't this crazy about my dick until after I give it to them. You? You're crazy about it, and you haven't even gotten it yet."

With a teasing smile, Nicholas leans forward, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispers, "But don't worry, sweetheart. I plan on giving you exactly what you need."

"You really know how to kill the mood, don't you?" I say, trying to suppress a grin. "Mentioning other women while we're in bed? I dare you to do it again."

Nicholas seems to catch himself, his expression turning apologetic as he chuckles and presses a kiss to my lips. "You've got me there, love. That was my bad. I promise it won't happen again."

"Is that so?" I raise an eyebrow, my tone playful. "Well, I'll hold you to that. Now, about what you promised earlier... I believe it had something to do with satisfying my needs?"

Nicholas rolls his eyes, but there's a teasing smile playing on his lips. "You're insatiable, you know that?"

"Only when it comes to you," I shoot back, my voice low and husky. "But if you're not up to the task, I suppose I can always rely on my trusty vibrator to get the job done."

"Oh, I'm more than up to the task," Nicholas growls, his hand wrapping around his cock as he guides it to my entrance. In one swift motion, he plunges into me, filling me completely.

I gasp, my fingers digging into the hard planes of his back as I adjust to the sudden intrusion. "Fuck," I breathe, my voice heavy with desire.

Nicholas smirks, his hips beginning to move in a slow, steady rhythm. "Now that's the kind of talking I can appreciate," he murmurs, his voice low and gravelly.

I bite back the urge to tell him to go fuck himself, as he begins to steadily pump in and out, rendering me speechless with the sensations his dick stirs within me.

I release my grip on his muscular back, reaching down to grab his firm ass, urging him to thrust deeper with each pump. Although his cock may not be the largest I've ever seen, it certainly has impressive girth.

Nicholas's hips rock against mine, driving his cock to the hilt with every thrust. "You feel so tight," he moans, gradually increasing his pace. "I'm going to fuck you harder now, gorgeous. But if it's too much, just let me know."

His words only serve to ignite my desire further, and I respond by tightening my grip on his ass, urging him to give me everything he's got. And with a low growl, Nicholas obliges, slamming into me with an intensity that leaves me breathless.

The fantasy of being with Nicholas has long consumed my thoughts, and now that it's a reality, there's no way it could ever be too intense. His substantial girth stretches me deliciously, and I crave more.

As he buries himself to the hilt, I eagerly clench around him, my body instinctively responding to his powerful strokes. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I urge him to delve deeper, to claim every inch of me.

"You like that, Isabel?" he asks, the words tinged with a primal satisfaction as he relentlessly drives into me.

The sensation is overwhelming, and I feel my release coiling tighter with each forceful thrust. Years of longing and fantasizing culminate in this moment, and I can't hold back any longer. "Harder, Nicholas," I plead, my voice barely above a whisper as my fingers find their way to my clit, adding to the exquisite torment.

Mere seconds pass before the shuddering spasms overtake me. This time, I let out a raw, guttural cry as my climax washes over me, grinding against him with fervent determination. My fingers work feverishly, teasing my clit until both it and I are utterly spent.

Nicholas's own release is no more restrained, following mine by a mere heartbeat. "Fuck, Isabel," he growls, driving into me one last time before releasing his essence. His subsequent thrusts become softer, almost tender, as if wringing out every last remnant of pleasure from his body. Once it seems he's reached the end, I slowly unravel my legs from around his waist and collapse beside him.

Panting and sated, I murmur, "That could have been a tad naughtier, but I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Two orgasms? What more could a girl possibly ask for?"

Lying next to me, Nicholas gasps for breath, clearly spent. "Give me fifteen minutes, a Gatorade, and a protein bar. I'll show you just how naughty I can be, little girl."

A Cheshire grin spreads across my face. "I'm counting on it."

6

NICHOLAS

Iwas joking about the Gatorade and protein bar, but Isabel surprises me by bringing both. It’s nearing one in the morning, and her roommate is nowhere to be found, which is more than fine by me. The absence of any interruptions leaves us with plenty of time to revel in a dirty encore to our previous performance, the thrill of anticipation crackling in the air between us.

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