Married To The Vengeful Billionaire Chapter 73
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Married To The Vengeful Billionaire:
🔸(His Sweet Torture)🔸
Lucia stood before him, completely naked save for the towel wrapped around her hair. His eyes widened in shock, his heart pounding as a wave of forbidden desire washed over him.
“Lucia… you did not just do this,” he rasped, his voice heavy with lust.
“You can turn away… or take me to the counter,” Lucia smirked. George wanted to turn away, but he couldn’t tear his gaze from her. The most tempting part of her body was her small breàsts, with their perfectly pointed nïpples.
“Fuck!” George stormed toward her and lifted her up. He carried her to the counter, standing between her legs before pressing his lips onto hers in a deep, hungry kiss. Lucia wrapped her arms around his neck, responding with fiery passion.
George’s lips moved from hers to her jawline, trailing kisses down to her neck. Lucia threw her head back, moaning.
“So good,” she murmured.
His hand wandered to her breàsts, squeezing them gently. “They’re small, but I love them, especially your pointy nïpples,” he whispered, tugging at them teasingly.
“Ahhh,” Lucia moaned, arching her back in pleasure.
George’s mouth latched onto one of her breàsts, sucking gently as his other hand caressed her thighs, teasing her, getting close but pulling away each time.
“Stop teasing already!” Lucia groaned in frustration.
“Stop what?” George asked, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.
“Stop playing with me and touch me!” she sighed, exasperated.
“Where do you want me to touch you?” he teased further.
“My pûssy. Use your fingers, George, or I’ll do it myself!” she moaned.
Lust flickered in George’s eyes. He wasn’t sure if it was her boldness or the thought of her touching herself that aroused him more.
“Touch yourself. I want to watch,” he commanded, his voice hoarse with desire.
Lucia smirked, lifting two fingers to his face. “Lick them,” she ordered.
George’s eyes darkened with arousal, but he complied, taking her fingers into his mouth, his gaze never leaving hers. He sucked them slowly, wetting them before releasing them with a soft pop.
“I’ll sit here and watch you,” he said, pulling a stool from the kitchen and positioning himself to enjoy the view.
Lucia spread her legs wider, as George had instructed, and began massaging her pussy slowly before sliding her fingers inside. Her head fell back in pleasure as her fingers worked faster.
“Don’t close your eyes,” George ordered. “I want you to look at me.”
Lucia opened her eyes, meeting his intense gaze, which only turned her on more. She increased her pace, her fingers moving in and out more rapidly. George was visibly hard, the bulge in his shorts threatening to burst free.
“Look at you. You haven’t even touched me, and you’re already hard,” Lucia said with a smile.
“I can’t help it. You look so damn sexy touching yourself,” George groaned.
“What if I want you to touch yourself too?” she teased.
“Fuck! You really want that?” he asked.
“Yes! I want you to pull out that dîck and stroke it. It’s been begging to be released,” Lucia smirked.
“Fine,” George growled as he undid his zipper, freeing his hard còck. He began stroking it slowly, matching Lucia’s pace.
“Ahhh, George!” Lucia cried out.
“What’s wrong, baby?” George asked, panting.
“I’m going to cum,” she moaned, bracing herself with her elbow.
“No, no, baby. Don’t cum yet. I haven’t even started with you,” George pleaded.
“I can’t… I need to,” Lucia whimpered.
“Fuck!” George cursed under his breath. In one swift motion, he lifted her from the counter and carried her to the bedroom, throwing her on the bed and stripping off the rest of his clothes.
“I don’t care if you cum a hundred times. I’m going to fuck that sweet pûssy of yours,” he growled, sliding his cock inside her.
“Ahhhhhhh!” Lucia screamed, barely able to catch her breath as George began thrusting into her, hard and fast. Her nails dug into his back, unsure whether she wanted him to stop or go faster.
“I don’t have a condom on!” George gasped between thrusts.
“I don’t either, but just make sure you pull out, okay?” Lucia replied breathlessly.
George continued moving, harder and deeper.
“George, make sure you pull—” She couldn’t finish her sentence as her orgasm overtook her, her eyes rolling back.
“Fuuuck!” George hissed, using all his strength to pull out just in time, spilling his seed onto her stomach before collapsing beside her.
They both lay there, panting, staring at the ceiling.
“We can’t take that back,” George said in a low voice.
“I know,” Lucia mumbled.
“Do you regret it?” he asked, his heart racing, terrified of her answer.
“No,” Lucia smiled, turning to face him. “Do you?”
“This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I’d be a fool to regret it,” George replied.
Lucia’s smile widened as she snuggled into him, resting her head on his chest.
“This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me too,” she whispered.
TO Be Continued
