The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Aileen

Before this moment, all the things Liam ever said he wanted to do to me were nothing but words.

Seeing him get turned on by my lingerie makes me feel accomplished in what I had set out to do - showing him how much I wanted this.

In any other situation, the beautiful ceiling above this bed would grab my attention with its art, but I can't look away from Liam while he takes off his shirt and reveals his toned upper body.

He takes his time with me, gently running his hands on my hips while he feasts his eyes on me, but I can tell he's doing his best not to just rip off my lingerie and take me right now. Getting right between my legs, he lowers his face and places his lips on mine. His heavy breath only makes me tightly wrap my arms around his neck as our lips lock in a rushed kiss.

It's not long before he moves his lips from mine and down to the crook of my neck, the sensation so arousing that I part my lips with a moan.

Gently, he pulls on the straps along my thighs and lets go, the straps snapping back against my skin and making me flinch a little with another moan.

"Fuck," he whispers and I can tell just how much he loved seeing that reaction.

After only a few seconds on my neck, he trails his kisses downward along my chest while looking at my face and it makes me so nervous that I don't want to look at him but at the same time, his gaze is so dominant that it seems to say I better not look away.

His kisses stop at my waist, firmly holding onto my thong and aggressively ripping it. My eyes widen at his raw strength and he just smirks at me.

Now with nothing to cover my bottom half, he spreads my legs wide open and I feel his warm breath caress my exposed pussy for the first time, a sensation that makes me close my eyes.

While I expect him to take off the rest on my top half, my eyes widen at the sudden sensation of his wet tongue sliding right between my pussy lips.

My face scrunches in pleasure with a moan as I look down at him and he has his eyes on me even when he sticks his tongue inside, the wet and slippery sensation making me instantly hold onto his hair as my toes curl up.noveldrama

Losing myself in the moment, I drop my head down on the bed, only to moan louder and shoot my head up to watch him when he flicks his tongue on my clit and inserts a finger in my pussy. The buildup in my body the more he pleases me, makes my eyes widen as I feel my heart pounding in my ears.

Too desperate to reach my orgasm now that I feel it within my reach, I shamelessly slide my clit against his tongue and he smirks while still pleasing me. This is the one time when I care about nothing else.

Just as I feel my orgasm so intense that it makes my clit too sensitive, I attempt to get away, but that's when he flicks his tongue even faster and keeps me in place, his hold on me so firm that I can't even move upward on the bed.

Tears of intense pleasure fill my eyes as my nipples harden while my legs shake until finally, he pulls his tongue away, only to quickly pull down his pants and his hard cock springs out. I don't even have time to process the size of it as he gets closer and taps the tip a few times against my clit and I flinch every time at the sensitivity.

Then, he slides it down to my wet pussy lips but not even gently inserting it into me can stop the pain of the ripping sensation. In the past, I only ever did this once and this just feels like it's my time.

The further he pushes inside, the louder his groans of pleasure against my ear as he rests his face at the crook of my neck.

His excitement makes me feel like his thrusts are about to be something I can't take but to my surprise, he's gentle without me even having to make that request.

"One day, I definitely won't be gentle," he warns me before thrusting faster.

I place my hands on his sweaty back with my legs wrapped around his waist, glad that even in a moment like this, he's still so considerate of how long it's been for me. This s one of the many reasons I'm glad he's my husband.

I always thought on the first morning while on my honeymoon, I'd wake up to the sound of the birds, the sun rays hitting my face, or even the sight of my handsome husband still asleep. Now that the first morning is here, Liam proves me wrong as I wake up to the sensation of his hard cock rubbing against my ass.

Not only does it make me chuckle, it also makes me bite my lip as I can't seem to get enough despite the type of night we had.

"Good morning, beautiful," he says, kissing the nape of my neck while rubbing my wet pussy. "Don't turn around."

And with that, I stay in place, anticipating the moment I feel him inside of me again while still laying on my side.

I might be a little sore from last night but he's so gentle with me that I can still take it. He's also not the only one who wants this, I do, too, maybe even more than he does but he'll never know that.

The way he makes love to me is just like last night, gentle and passionate.

As his thighs slap against my ass in a steady rhythm, I look back at him and he gently grabs onto my chin for a kiss, which only lasts a few seconds, his thrusts separating our lips.

He finally pulls out, gets on top of me and goes back in, our lips now locking passionately as we roll around in bed.

I then gasp against his lips when he suddenly lifts me off the bed and heads towards the bathroom, still thrusting into me while holding onto my thighs with ease. He doesn't even seem to struggle as his muscles flex. It's only after we get in the bathtub that we give it a rest.

As we lather each other in the shower gel, he suddenly grabs my chin and says, "Good morning."

I playfully roll my eyes. "Took you long enough."

"It's not like you were actually waiting to hear that. You were too busy begging for my c-"

"Hey!"

I playfully smack his shoulder and hide my face by resting my forehead on his chest, which I lathered with too much shower gel as I just couldn't stop running my hands all over it.

Suddenly, my forehead slips and I burst into laughter with my eyes shut, knowing that I'm the only one to blame.

Realizing he just saw that, I open my

eyes to catch his reaction but to my surprise, he's not amused in any way. Not only does he seem to be seriously deep in thought despite paying attention to me just a few seconds ago, but whatever's on his mind also makes him clench his jaw hard. How could he change so quickly?