Married To The Vengeful Billionaire Chapter 47
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🔸(His Sweet Torture)🔸
“Camila…” Alejandro gulped, his heart racing. “What are you wearing?” He asked, even though he could already see it, his mind too scattered to process anything clearly.
“Do you like it?” Camila asked seductively. A plate of cherries sat next to her, and she picked one up, slowly putting it in her mouth, sucking on it teasingly.
“Fuck…” Alejandro’s voice trembled as he wiped his eyes, making sure he wasn’t dreaming. He confirmed it; he was still sitting on his bed, wide awake, as he moved towards her.
“What are you doing, Camila?” He placed his hands on her face, gently caressing her. “If this is some kind of stunt, you’ll regret it.” His thumb traced her lips, and she opened her mouth, sucking on it slowly.
Alejandro’s eyes darkened with lust, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. “You’ll really regret this, Camila,” he muttered, pulling her head toward him for a deep kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, exploring, desperate to get deeper.
Camila’s fingers tangled in his hair. He was so good that she almost forgot she was the one in control. Gathering her composure, she gently pushed him off and made him sit on the bed.
“You’ve always done what you wanted,” she began, her voice firm. “But tonight, I’m the one in charge. We play by my rules only.” She gripped his face in warning before releasing him.
Alejandro didn’t resist. The idea of her taking control thrilled him, and he was eager to see what she had planned.
“It’s too quiet in here. I think we need some music,” Camila said as she walked over to a speaker she had set on the table. She turned it on, letting the slow, seductive tunes fill the room.
She started to move her body in time with the music, her hips swaying sensually as Alejandro watched. His eyes burned with desire, imagining all the ways he would ravish her until she begged for mercy.
Camila approached him, placing her hands on his shoulders. She slid one hand down to his hardness through his pants, leaning in close. “You’re so hard,” she whispered.
“You talk too much,” Alejandro growled. “How about unzipping my pants and putting big daddy in your mouth?”
Camila smirked. “Big daddy likes to be teased for a while, doesn’t he?” She murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the bulge in his pants.
“Fuck,” Alejandro groaned, barely able to control himself.
Camila moved back up and kissed him hard. Their tongues battled for dominance as they gripped each other, their bodies pressed tightly together. Her hand slid to his pants, unzipping them. His length sprang free, hard and thick—bigger than the last time she touched him. She wrapped her fingers around it, stroking slowly as they kissed roughly.
After a few moments, she broke the kiss and lowered her mouth to his erection. Alejandro threw his head back, cursing as she began sucking, her head bobbing up and down, taking him as deep as she could.
“Fuck, Camila, you’re so good, so fucking good,” Alejandro groaned, his hands gripping the bedsheets as his head fell back.
Camila pulled away and spat on him, using both hands to stroke him. “You like this, don’t you?” she teased, smiling wickedly.
Alejandro stared at her, entranced. He couldn’t decide if it was the way her disheveled hair framed her face, making her look impossibly sexy, or the way she handled his c*ck with such skill.
She took him back into her mouth, and this time, Alejandro couldn’t resist. He grabbed her hair, pulling it to one side, thrusting into her throat. He pressed her head down to his thighs, making sure he was as deep as possible before letting her go.
Camila gasped for air, barely recovering before Alejandro suddenly flipped her onto the bed, lifting her legs onto his shoulders.
“You’ve had your fun; now it’s my turn.” His hands gripped her breasts, squeezing them roughly before tearing the fabric off her body, earning a gasp from her.
“It looked sexy on you, but you look even better with nothing on,” he growled before lowering his mouth to one of her breasts.
One hand massaged her free breast while the other tore at the mesh of her panties. Soon, they were completely gone, leaving her naked beneath him. He spread her legs and nearly lost his mind. She was irresistible. He spat on her p*ssy and then lowered his head to lick it off.
“Ah… Alejandro…” Camila arched her back, her breath ragged.
He paused to look at her. “You’re so beautiful, so fucking sexy,” he murmured before diving back in. He held her legs in place, preventing her from moving as he devoured her.
“Alejandro… yes… that feels so good… oh my God, oh my God!” Camila moaned loudly. The sound was like music to his ears, and he licked her feverishly, unrestrained.
“I’m going to… I’m going to—ahhh!” She couldn’t finish her sentence before her orgasm tore through her. She gripped his head, shaking uncontrollably.
Alejandro pulled away, panting as he admired her trembling body. She looked wrecked, but he was just getting started.
“Once I put this d*ck in, I won’t be able to stop. Ever again,” he warned her.
“Just do it already, I’m yours anyway,” Camila managed to say breathlessly.
“Say it again,” Alejandro growled, grabbing her legs and pulling her closer.
“I’m yours,” Camila repeated, her voice shaking.
“Damn right. Always and forever,” he grunted before slowly sliding himself inside her. She was tight, making it difficult for him to go in.
“Damn it, Camila, am I the first man?” he asked, unable to stop himself. Camila shyly nodded.
His excitement surged alongside something else—something he couldn’t quite identify. He kissed her deeply, pouring his gratitude into it.
“Thank you for trusting me, Camila. If it’s too painful, push me away, okay? It’s going to hurt a lot,” he mumbled, pushing himself in a bit more.
“Ouch!” Camila cried out, her face contorted in pain. Alejandro paused, giving her a tender look.
“Keep going, I can take it,” she assured him, her voice wavering.
“I promise it’ll feel better soon,” Alejandro murmured as he thrust fully inside her. Her cries filled his ears, but he wiped her tears and began moving gently.
“It’ll feel good, I promise,” he whispered, thrusting deeper. “You’re so good, babe, so divine,” he gasped, his movements quickening.
Camila cried until his words started coming true. Pleasure began replacing the pain, and she clutched his back, urging him to go harder. Alejandro grabbed her, flipping her over so her stomach pressed against the bed. Entering her from behind, he began moving again.
He made sure to try different positions with her that night. By the end, he wasn’t sure if she had passed out or simply fallen asleep, but he held her tightly, kissed her forehead, and drifted off beside her.
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TO Be Continued
