Fresh: A BWWM Secret Billionaire Romance

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line down. First his chin. Then his neck. Then the center of his chest, between his pectorals. I could hear his breathing get more ragged as I trailed my kisses down past his belly button to his pubic bone. I swirled my tongue around his dick, but I didn't take it in. I used my hand to stimulate the sensitive part of the crown, and I could see his thighs tense again. He was close.
    I shifted position. I threw my leg over him so that my back was to his face. I liked reverse cowgirl a lot. I knew that he was going to get quite a show from seeing his cock disappear inside of me. I took it in my hand, and I lifted up my body so that he could see it as his tip entered me. I stopped, suspending my body over him, ending time for a brief second.
    He wouldn't let me stay there. His body surged into mine, and I screamed when I felt his girth splitting my body in two. No matter how many times we had sex, it was always a surprise to feel the stretch and the burn of his girth inside of my tender body.
    In this position, his cock hit my front wall, where my g-spot was. I put my hands on his knees, and I leaned forward a little bit. I clenched my muscles, and he bucked up below me again.
    This time, I didn't tease the two of us. I got right down to it. I could feel the fire building in my body, threatening to consume me, leaving me as mere ash. I fluttered around him right before I orgasmed. He couldn't take it. He shouted as he came, and my body was filled with his warm seed.
    I cried out above him, on top of him, my ass touching his pubic area. I touched my clit to give me that extra half centimeter that would bring me over the edge. My entire body contracted as I felt my body orgasm and join him in release. My entire mind melted into a million pieces.
    When I could breathe again, I slid my body off of his.
    "Jesus Christ, woman, that was a hell of a wakeup call."
    I turned around and kissed him. "Mm. I love waking up in your bed."
    I undid his hands. "Let's take a shower and clean up a little."
    "I am pretty sure I am taking the most showers I have ever taken per day."
    "Do you mind getting dirty?" I arched one brow.
    "You know I don't. It's a lot to take in, though." Maybe I should take mercy on him. He was new to this kind of thing.
    I pulled him out of bed and brought him into the bathroom. I soaped him up, but he deserved a little bit of rest. Two orgasms early in the morning was enough for now, and I could be good and wait a little while.
    I soaped him up, but he shampooed his own hair. He soaped me up, paying extra attention to my breasts, and he put a questing, soapy hand between my thighs. He washed away the come and my juices.
    We made our way to his linen closet still dripping to get more towels. I wrapped my wet hair in one and covered my body with another. It was so cold here, especially with wet hair.
    "Do you have a hairdryer?" I had brought three suitcases but had forgotten mine.
    "Yeah."
    He went into a closet downstairs, and he drew out a brown hairdryer that looked like it was at least a decade old. He got dressed in his room, and I heard the front door open and close when he went to work.
    I plugged the hairdryer into the outlet in my room, and I dried the ends of my hair. When I was done, it was a little bit crazy, but I just pulled my hair back into a bun. He didn't seem to mind whatever my hair looked like, and I spent a lot less time on my appearance here than I did when I was at home.
    I took out my sketchpad. I was not in the mood for painting. I started loosely sketching with my #1 pencil. I drew a little cat waking up, its eyes half open. I got out my crayons, and I made its little eyes blue and its fur a light gold.
    All of a sudden, I thought of what it would look like if we had a kid. We had been having a lot of unprotected sex. I was on the pill, though. I had gotten a huge supply, and I normally took a pill right before I went to sleep.
    I thought back. I panicked. I hadn't been taking my pills here. There

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