Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 129687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 648(@200wpm)___ 519(@250wpm)___ 432(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 648(@200wpm)___ 519(@250wpm)___ 432(@300wpm)
And then the billionaire was carefully cupping her tender young breasts. Their gazes met, and she bit back a whimper at the hunger that blazed from Willem’s blue eyes. Another second, and his head had dipped, and he was drawing a nipple into his mouth.
When he began to suck, her world spun faster, and she found herself weakly bracing her arms against the walls of the cubicle.
He sucked long and hard on each nipple, and just when her knees started to buckle, he finally ceased his agonizingly tempting ministrations and lifted his head.
The billionaire’s eyes gleamed in satisfaction as he surveyed her dazed expression. His eyes still holding hers captive, he slowly reached into her panties—-
Her lips parted in a silent scream.
His fingers dipped inside.
His eyes widened. Wet, he mouthed in shock.
She shuddered, and when more moisture flooded out of her pussy, the billionaire shuddered, too. Her wetness seemed to greatly turn him on, with Willem ripping her panties from her body the next second.
Outside, Shane and Melanie listened to the ripping sound in shock.
“Oh my God,” her stepmother moaned. “Don’t tell me you’ve accidentally torn something!”
“I...did.” The words came out a gasp as the billionaire started running his fingers up and down her folds. Slowly at first, and then faster and harder, until her world followed and spun at the same pace as his stroking fingers.
“You’ll have to buy that obviously,” Shane said angrily. “God, what a waste.”
“Sorry!” The word came out a half scream as the billionaire surprised her by sliding one finger inside her sex. Her billionaire’s rock-hard shoulders shook with laughter even as she beat at them angrily.
“Oh my God, don’t get hysterical,” Shane groaned, mistaking the reason for her half-sister’s scream.
Flushing at the way Shane misunderstood, Serenity glared down at her billionaire. Don’t you ever do that—-
But he did it again, taking her by suprise as he slid a second finger inside her.
She fell back against the door as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Oh. My. God. She clutched her billionaire’s shoulders tightly as he began fucking her hard with his fingers.
Outside, the thud Serenity’s body made against the door had her stepmother and half-sister exchanging apprehensive glances.
“I think she’s having one of her breakdowns,” Melanie whispered under her breath.
“We should go now,’ Shane whispered hastily, “before she does. I’m in no mood to go with her to the ER. It’s so depressing there.”
When Serenity heard her stepmother and half-sister’s footsteps fade, she looked down at Willem. Are they gone?
His fingers paused mid-thrust as he cocked his head to listen for any sounds.
Serenity wanted to cry out in protest.
Willem glanced up at her. “They’re gone.”
She raised a brow. You’re sure? She also tried to raise her hips to get more of his fingers inside her, but the billionaire definitely withheld it from her, pulling his fingers out just as her hips thrust up. Unbearable agony shot through her, and before she knew it, the billionaire’s name was being torn out of her throat.
“Willem!”
It was as if the billionaire had only been waiting for her to surrender, and the moment she cried out his name, he was suddenly there. His fingers pulled out, his tongue pushed back in, and he started playing with her clit.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. “Oh God, Willem.”
He began to eat her. Devour her. His tongue thrust in and out of her pussy, exploring every nook and cranny it could reach while his fingers relentlessly teased her clit to life.
Her world started to splinter, and her hips started to buckle.
“Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.”
Now she knew why Willow had sounded so wanton in that audio clip Stavros had sent to Willem. This kind of pleasure was just impossible to control one’s reaction to, impossible to be immune to.
Willem’s tongue lapped her folds clean and she found herself clutching his hair. She felt him nuzzling her mound just before his mouth latched to her clit, and Serenity tensed. A part of her was saying, this was it. This was it. This was it.
But it still took her by surprise.
Willem bit her clit the same time three of his fingers resumed pummelling her pussy.
It came out of nowhere.
“Oh God, Willem,” Serenity screamed the moment her orgasm took over her senses, and she was drowning, oh God, she was drowning in such intensely hot waves of pleasure. She shuddered against her billionaire as her essence continued to pour out of her in powerful waves.
When it was over, Serenity didn’t even think, only falling limply into his arms.
Her billionaire caught her easily, and cradling her in his lap, he kissed her head and whispered, “This is only the beginning, Sere.”
And it was.
Chapter Seven
SERENITY HAD ALWAYS known Willem de Konigh to be a force of nature. She had worked for him for years, and she had seen and heard how the world treated him and thought of him.