Page 7 of The Billionaire's Off Chance

He smiles, sucking on one free breast out of my bra. I grip tufts of his hair, yelling at the sensations I’m feeling. “You’re so sensitive, baby,” he whispers in my ear. He takes his fingers from my rosebud, bringing them to his mouth to suck them “Delicious.”

“This is…my first time.” I say shyly, fearing he’ll end this magical experience.

“You don’t have to be afraid. You’re safe with me, alright?” I nod, believing him.

He carries me to the bed. I sit at the edge of it. I touch his thighs timidly until I get to his erection. It feels heavy and warm in my hands. I stroke it, staring up at him for approval. He moans contentedly.

I touch him not knowing what else to do.He should have picked an experienced woman, rather than me.He brings me to my feet, taking off my clothes. When I lie back down on the bed, he kneels, spreading my legs. He eats me out, his tongue darting in and out of me. The care he shows my lower lips causes me to writhe in pleasure. I keep calling out his name, grasping the bed sheets tightly. I begin to jerk as he flicks my bud and sucks on it.

I squeal and feel a warm gush from my nether region. Lance wraps his lips around my cave, sucking what comes out. I curse, jerking and shaking in bed. I barely know where I am, other than in Lance’s arms. He rises in the bed, looking down at me. “We’re not done yet, baby. I’m a big man. I have to get you nice and wet for me.”

I kiss him. “Lance…” He parts my legs, pushing his length in slowly. He concentrates, going in gently until he’s fully inside. He allows me to adjust to his size before beginning to move. I feel a wave of passion overwhelm me as I cry out in ecstasy and my walls clamp down hard on him. He groans, his erection throbbing inside me.

He wipes the sweat from my face, kissing my forehead. “You’re so beautiful, Chasmin.” He pulls out halfway, then thrusts into me again. I gasp from the pleasure, clawing at his back. He throws his head back, thrusting with increasing speed. My mind ascends with each thrust, kiss, and caress.

He makes me stand, showing my back to him. I bend, resting my hands on the bed. He slides himself into my core and begins to thrust faster, calling my name with deep growls. I feel his throb harder in me. He pulls me to him, kissing me. I close my eyes, feeling something – a barrier – shattering inside me. He shots hot fire into me, kissing me so hard I’m unable to scream in delight.

We fall into bed, his weight pressing down on me as another climax takes over me. We lay in bed hugging. Everything feels hazy. I never felt this way or thought anyone could make me feel like this.Is this what pleasure feels like?

“Thank you for trusting me.” He purrs in my ear, his hand brushing my hair softly. I look at his deep-set eyes not knowing what to say. I hug him tightly. I don’t want to miss this ever again.

Chapter 4

LANCE

Iwakeuptoher in my arms. The light from the window settles on her face, giving her a fairytale glow. She seems so at peace and beautiful, and I feel my heart flutter.This is just sex.It feels like more, and I don’t know what to think or do about it. She gave herself to me – her first time. That’s the highest honor, and I don’t want to hurt her. I can’t be that callous.

She slowly opens her beautiful green eyes; it’s like spring after a long winter. She smiles, with a blush on her cheeks. I kiss her forehead, caressing her back. She presses her face into my neck, her breath tingling my skin.

“Good morning…” Her voice is muffled and her moving lips on my skin excite me even more.

“Morning, beautiful. How are you feeling?” I let go of her, and she sits up on the bed. She realizes that her breasts are bare, and she pulls up the sheets to cover herself up. I laugh, and she glares at me indignantly.So cute.

“I…feel great.” She thinks deeper about it. “Magical even.” A shy look comes over her face. I know what she means; it feels great getting that compliment from her.

“Hmm, that’s great. We could have another go at it and make it even more glorious.” I lay on her, pressing her down on the bed. I’m hard, feeling her soft body trapped under mine only makes me want her more. I touch her flat abdomen, caressing downward, kissing her neck.

She moans, her fingers now in my hair. She cries out when my hand rests directly on her cave, and she pulls her thighs together. I pause, looking up at her. She shakes her head, looking uncomfortable. I get off her and she gets off the bed, quickly gathering her clothes and putting them on.

I get out of bed and put on my briefs and joggers. “What’s the matter, Chasmin?” I move toward her but keep a respectable space between us.

“I… this night has been a mistake. I don’t know. This was not supposed to happen. Sex will fuck up our professional relationship; if anyone at work ever found out, it would most definitely lead to rumors.” She emits a small whimper, her shoulders tensing. She looks so frail.

“Nothing is going to happen to you. We are not announcing whatever this is going on between us at the office. We are adults and what we do in our personal time stays personal.” I touch her shoulders, making her face me.

She looks at me, unsure. “I can’t do this, you are my boss. I am sorry but this was a mistake”

She runs out of my room before I can say anything else. I sit on the edge of my bed, tapping my fingers, thinking.What have I done? Did I make the right choice? She’s right, this was a mistake,Yet,I feel no regret being with her; rather, I feel like an errant schoolboy who can’t get enough of her. I want her even more. It's like an itch I can’t reach nor ignore. She’s right in front of me. I sigh. I should go slowly, or I might just scare her away.

We are seated on the balcony; she is eating pastries with milk while I sip on wine, reading an article. I give her sidelong glances. She’s doing her best not to look at me. She wears an oversized shirt with baggy trousers, looking comfy. Her cheeks are bulging from the pastries, a few crumbs sticking to her lips. I extend a hand, wiping the crumbs off and licking my finger. She stares like a stunned rabbit.

Her phone rings and she answers it. I stay silent listening. I hear nothing, but the look of shock and anger on her face tells me it's nothing good. She ends the call, a lost look in her eyes. I rise, cupping her face so she’ll look at me.

“What’s the matter?” She looks anywhere but not at me. “Family stuff?” I try, maybe that will stick.

She furrows her eyebrows, sighing. “Yes, however, you don’t have to get involved. You’ve done a lot for me…” I place a finger on her lips, stopping her.

“Skip all that. How can I help?”

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