Page 31 of A Billionaire's Secret

“Just finishing up some boring tasks,” I smiled uneasily and shoved the computer away. “Glad you got some sleep, but you left me here bored and alone.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she mocked me. “This comfortable seat is to blame.”

We sat up and waited for the descent while she gazed at the unfamiliar scenery out the window.

“My first time in England,” she beamed and turned her face to me. “Thank you for this trip.”

“My pleasure entirely,” I smirked, drowning in the joy exuding from her eyes.

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With the hustle and bustle of Heathrow Airport behind us, we witnessed London waking up and going on with their lives through the limo windows. Victoria had entirely forgotten about my existence, taking in every sight and scent as she rolled down her window, allowing the gentle wind to play with her hair.

“Well, I guess I’ve lost you to London,” I poked her ribs, jolting her from a daze.

“You know that feeling,” she said pensively. “When you feel like you’ve been someplace before. Like you belong there?”

“Is this it for you? London?” I looked at her, surprised. “And you haven’t even seen the half yet.”

She didn’t respond. She just kept staring out the window.

I let her revel in her newfound feeling for the rest of the ride and quietly informed her that we had arrived at the Goring Hotel.

I observed her closely as she stepped out of the limo and patted her white buttoned-up shirt, hoping to iron out the creases. Her hair flowed freely down her back, and her eyes shone with excitement.

We walked through the majestic doors of the hotel, exposing an exquisite gold-themed interior and the aroma of old English excellence. The last time I’d been here was months ago with Diana, who had strung me and my black card along on a lavish shopping trip. As a girl who had grown up in luxury, Diana wasn’t nearly as impressed with The Goring as Victoria seemed to be.

“What do you think? Should we give it a try for a few days?” I joked with her.

“Funny!” She reciprocated. “Nah, I think I’m ready to leave.”

With that, I put my arm around her waist, and we boarded the elevator to the Royal Suite alongside a personal butler that seemed to be attached to us for the duration of our stay. When the butler opened the door to our suite, Victoria’s mouth flew open, and she placed a hand over it, hoping to conceal her shock.

“Christian, this is too much,” she gasped. “Why did you do all that?”

“Never too much, Vicky,” I smiled gently. “You deserve even more, but unfortunately, this is the best London has to offer.”

The butler unloaded our luggage and tucked it away in the large walk-in closet, then accepted my generous tip and kindly excused himself, shutting the door and leaving us behind to marvel at each other’s palpable chemistry.

Victoria walked over to the window, pulled the shades apart, and gazed at the city view. I walked behind her and tightly wrapped my arms around her waist and chest. She placed her hands over mine and turned to look at me.

“I know you’d love to stay here forever, but I have something else planned for the day,” I whispered in her year between kissing her neck.

“Can it wait?” She asked, laying her head back on my chest, her hand sliding behind her and onto my groins, awakening the hardness with just one touch.

“Now it willhave towait,” I grinned, applying extra pressure on her hand with mine.

She turned around to face me and took a step back. I looked at her, confused, but then she gently slid her leggings down her tight, muscular legs and stepped out, leaving them and her lace panties on the plush floor. The white button-up shirt hung loosely over her naked body.

I stepped in her direction, and the warmth of her closeness clouded my mind. I reached for her shirt and ripped it open, watching tiny buttons fly across the room and settle into opposite corners.

Reciprocating my invigorated passion, Victoria lifted my shirt, urging me to take it off while she buried her head in my chest and her hands played with my belt. She unbuckled it masterfully and, as if in slow motion, began sliding my jeans and boxers down, causing the anticipation to build up a growing bulge under my waist. I felt her gentle hands down my thighs and watched her naked body go down until she knelt before me.

The sight of her hazel eyes looking up at me and the closeness of her breath on my cock, had my head pulsating with anticipation of her soft, juicy lips. She held my stiff penis with both hands, feeling it harden even more as she caressed it. And then, she leaned closer, kissing it gently at first but letting more and more of it inside her mouth with each stroke. My eyes rolled back as I grew harder between her lips, and she moved her head faster and faster.

The novelty of Victoria’s mouth on me sent me spiraling into ecstasy so fast that I had to pull away, petrified of finishing so quickly. I helped her up as she licked her lips, eyes locked in with mine.

“You’re driving me insane, Vitoria,” I moaned while she smiled mischievously. “It’s payback time.”

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