Wild Billionaire Romance - Chapter 85: Chapter 85

MEREDITH
When Josef slammed the door, alerting me to his presence just as Walter was getting to the goods, I almost died from a heart attack.
“Yeah, Baby. We’re going to fuck. Now, tell me what you want. Tell me you want this dick.”
I suppose I should tell him. What else did I have to lose?
“I want it, Husband. I want your dick inside me,” I said.
After a beat, I stood up in the tub.
“Come here,” he growled, and my body obeyed.
My feet moved of their own accord, my entire being complied with his demands. I didn’t even realize I still held Walter, my bright pink suction vibrator, until Josef took it from me.
He hummed deep in his throat, his gaze traveling down my dripping body.
“On the bed, Wife. Legs open.”
I scrambled onto the bed and gasped as the cool blanket touched my warm, damp skin.
My breathing was wild and unsteady as I flipped onto my back and watched Josef approach.
He was so fucking beautiful.
My mouth watered. My heart pounded. My pussy clenched.
He was built and inked like some hero warrior from one of those dystopian romances I couldn’t stop reading. Scars dotted his torso. Old wounds from battles I knew nothing about.
But I wanted to. I wanted to know how he got them. I wanted to know what they felt like beneath my fingers, and how they tasted on my tongue.
I wanted everything from Josef.
“You’re fucking soaked, aren’t you, Little Red?” he grunted, his gaze locked on my pussy.
Goddamn. Why did his dirty words have such an effect on me?
I should have closed my legs. I should have shielded myself from his seductive, burning stare.
But before I could even think of moving, he was there.
Josef, my larger than life, sexy as all get husband, was kneeling on the mattress between my splayed legs.
I swallowed.
Thick, blunt-tipped fingers parted my folds, lazily collecting my arousal and smearing it up and down from my entrance to my asshole, then back to my aching clit.
Oh shit. Oh damn. Fuck.
He was so good at that. Too damn good, and I didn’t want to think about how or why that was.
“So fucking pretty,” he murmured, leaning forward.
I wound my fingers through Josef’s thick mahogany hair as his mouth closed around my clit. I moaned at the friction he caused.
Loudly.
His cool tresses grounded me to reality while his hungry mouth devoured me. I couldn’t speak. Could hardly breathe. The only thing I really could do was feel.
There was nothing slow or gentle about his erotic attack. And it was an attack. Meant to disarm me. To defeat me.
I shouldn’t let it. I shouldn’t let him. But I was as powerless to stop it as Josef was relentless in pursuing it.
“Oh god,” I moaned.
Close. I’m so close to coming completely undone.
Seeing Josef on his knees, bent over as he worshipped my pussy with his mouth, was just too overwhelming.
I slid my eyes closed, only to receive a sharp slap against my clit.
Fuck.
It was shocking.
The pain lasted only an instant.
And after, it felt good. His mouth soothed the sting, and I moaned his name. Everything he did felt so good.
“Eyes on me, Baby,” he commanded.
I obeyed, helpless to do otherwise. I watched as he slid his entire palm over my wet lips.
That same hand disappeared between his thick, inked up thighs, and I could hear him stroking himself as he went back to lapping at my sex.
Fuck. He is so hot.
And I am so close.
“God, I need to come. Please,” I begged.
“Not god. Husband. Say Husband, when you’re going to come, understand?” he corrected right before he speared my cunt with two thick fingers while his mouth sucked hard on my bundle of nerves.
Walter was completely forgotten.
I clutched at my husband’s head. Sharp tendrils of unfettered pleasure began to pulse deep in my core before rocketing up my spine.
“Husband, oh fuck, yes. Husband, I’m coming!” I yelled.
I went completely cross-eyed as Josef hummed with pleasure. His mouth sealed over my rippling sex, the vibrations pushing me even further off the edge into the beautiful oblivion of carnal bliss only he could bring.
And just like that, I gave a little bit more of myself to the only man in the world who had the power to destroy me.
The man who once upon a time sold me and our future for twenty-five thousand dollars.
Tears pricked my eyes as a shameful prayer filled my head.
But I couldn’t stop the litany of words from filling me as he reared up, stroking his cock faster and faster until hot ropes of cum splashed across my tits and belly.
“Fuck, Baby,” he grunted as he fell on top of me, making a mess of both of us.
Please, Josef, please keep me this time.