Page 24 of Billionaire Boss's Bold Proposal

I pulled away and stared at him, “You’re not broken.”

“Did you see the news?”

I laughed, “That’s your ex, and It’s in the past. It doesn’t mean you’re broken.”

“Tell me about your ex,” he said.

I shrugged, “What’s there to tell? He’s a stalker.”

“If you’d talk about it, you’ll feel much better,” he said.

I avoided answering him and rested my head on his chest, noticing how beautiful the sky became during sunset. “Can we watch the sunset?” I asked.

There was a peaceful moment in the air. It floated around us like the heavens had struck a tone and played a soft melody. The wind blew in the sky and ruffled my hair. He tucked a strand behind my ears.

“Whatever you ask, sweet girl,” he whispered in my ears.

I blushed as he headed inside. He returned with blankets and placed them on the floor. As we sat down, he pulled me beside him, his hands around my waist.

My heart swelled with a mix of awe and tranquillity. It’s as if the very essence of love was infused in the air. The sounds of the city faded into the background, replaced only by the beating of my heart.

I couldn’t help but feel a profound connection at that moment. The sunset had woven its magic. It was infusing an undeniable romance, a moment frozen in time. It’d be etched forever in my heart.

As I looked at Roger, I found him gazing down at me. He seemed like a fallen angel. His eyes held mystery, wisdom, and mischief, and I was captivated by his stunning features. I couldn’t help but be consumed by his masculine perfection. His full lips were a temptation I couldn’t resist.

Our breaths mingled as our bodies drew closer as we leaned in. Our lips were hovering just inches apart, with anticipation in the air—an intoxicating blend of desire and heated passion.

His lips, inviting, curved into a smile as he caught my gaze. And then, in that perfect moment, our lips finally met, as if I was under a spell by his kisses. They possessed me, his kisses tempting me to forget—a promise of whispered words that could melt even the coldest of hearts.

His kisses held passion and tenderness—a merging of our souls. Our mouths hungered for more than we could give. Each kiss was unspoken words and promises.

He pulled away and stared at me with a look in his eyes. I knew I should stop now, and the logical thing to do was to push him away. But I couldn’t stop; I was his.

The atmosphere had a romantic longing, and I knew it was from me. I needed all of him, even if it meant this was the last time. I’d take what he’d give me and savor it.

So, when he expected me to push him away, I smashed my lips onto his lips. My desire was unleashed, and I began to loosen his belt buckle…

Roger didn’t seem surprised as he helped me free himself, his cock hard and ready. I ripped his shirt off, not wanting any delay.

In return, he ripped off my dress, expertly removing my bra and exposing my breasts as they spilled into the open. The cold wind brushed against me, and my nipples hardened, welcoming him to take them.

He took his time, slowly taking in every inch and every part of my body. When he finally lowered himself next to me, I was a complete mess in anticipation of what was to come.

He began by kissing every part of me, focusing on my breast and my clit. The arousal his fingers and mouth were able to accomplish had me begging to come. With his skillful tongue, he brought me to an intense release. I came, finally crying out with pleasure. I wanted more. I was so wet and ached to feel him in my wet, hot pussy.

“Roger, please, I want you now. I need you!” I cried out in ecstasy.

He stared at me in a way that, if I didn’t know better, I’d have mistaken it for love.

Then, with a single thrust, our bodies merged as one. I screamed out with intense pleasure. The feeling from his stiff shaft buried deep inside was complete bliss.

Tears blinded my eyes as he thrust in and out. I clawed at his back, my head thrown back, moaning loudly. He fucked me so hard and fast I’d wrapped my legs around him so I could match his movement. I wanted all that he could give, as deep as my pussy would allow. He pleasured me till I couldn’t take anymore.

As we both reached our climax, I stared at the night sky. I was spent, exhausted from complete satisfaction. I was enjoying the intense feeling of being thoroughly pleasured.

I heard a faint whisper and could’ve sworn Roger said he loved me. It was all part of the night magic. I laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes, sighing in contentment.

Whatever the case, tomorrow would take care of itself. That was my last thought before I drifted into the peaceful land of sleep.

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