The Beautiful Billionaire

LINDEN

I just had the best sex in my life. Now that she got what she wanted, I expected her to get up and wear back her robe and pretend it never happened, but it didn’t happen. Estelle stayed in my arms, placed her hand over mine, and seemingly checked how big my hand was.

“We didn’t use a condom.” The moment the word condom came out of her mouth, I froze and felt a cold bucket of water thrown over my face. And I honestly didn’t have one.

I swallowed hard. “Shit. Fuck. I forgot. I swear I’m always responsible and never slept around without condoms. I guess I was too caught up in our moments, but I promise I’m clean. I’ll show you my test. And I just had it three weeks ago. It’s random for us to get tested as part of physical-”

“Wow.” I snorted. “You have more than ten sentences when it’s also my fault. I never had anyone in two years. Just so you know, I’m still on pills.”

Oh, thank fuck. I let go of a sigh of relief as I straightened my spine.

“Why?” My query had her back stiffened.

“Why what?” I could feel her eyes narrowing as a deep rumble came from her chest. “Why am I on pills or under dry spells in two years?”

“The latter.” I braced myself, waiting for her answer.

“Well, my dating app is idled. I have more important things to do than snatch, guys. I love making people happy and seeing my team’s and employees’ faces every day. I guess I enjoy making money too much. Lately, it’s also hard to go out there without my bodyguard tailing around, and sometimes guys get intimidated by my status. For a while, I’m okay without a man.”

“I guess we have a lot in common then. What’s next for you?” I planted kisses on the back of her neck, to her shoulder. She shivered. She let go of broken breaths every time my lips touched her skin. Lust skyrocketed in my body. I was hard again.

“You, what’s next for you? When we go back to the island, are you going to send me to the villa I rented or just say thanks for today? It was fun.”

“Which one do you want, Estelle? The first or the latter?” I asked, tracing my fingers on the soft skin of her arm.

“It’s your choice, Gabriel.”

“But you still have that asshole waiting for your return.” I ignored the little twist in my belly.

“No asshole waiting for my return. I’d rather stay single for the rest of my life than have him as my husband, knowing I wouldn’t be happy and free.”

“You can’t stay in hiding for the rest of your life. You still have to face your issue with your father.”

“I know.” She kissed the palm of my hand. “Can we stop talking about them while I am naked in your bed on a beautiful island?”

“You’re right. I’m sorry.” I pulled her closer to me and wrapped her in my arms. “I really want to see you again, but I’ll take what you can give.” I kissed her neck again, snaking my hand into her voluptuous tit, cupping it, and rolling the tiny bud between my fingers. Estelle had really gorgeous tits- mouthwatering.

“I want you, Gabriel.” She did that sound again, which was my favorite from now on. She didn’t have to say it twice. I would take her anyway if she let me.

“You can have me however you want, Estelle.” Then I slid my free hand between her thighs, and I found her wet and ripe, and I was already hard rock, poking against her ass. “Are you always this ready and wet for me?”

“You’re irresistible.”

“You could say I’m hot, Estelle.” I let her lie on her back and came on top of her. We kissed again. As I slipped my finger inside her, I moved circles with my thumb, and she moved her hips to my rhythm. I loved how responsive she was and how eager she was for me.

“I think I gave you too many compliments already.” She moaned in her dreamy voice.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

I added another digit. Even if she was ready for me, I finger-fucked her, and she started clenching around my fingers. My hand was coated with her wetness.

“I’m going to come! Yes, yes, yes. Don’t stop.” When she clamped around my fingers, I knew she was close.

“Come around my fingers.” I quickened my thrust and slipped my tongue into her mouth. I could hear the sound of her soaking pussy, and my dick throbbed to feel her again.

She stilled in just a few seconds, eyes rolling behind her head as she came around my fingers.

“Fuck. You’re more beautiful when you come.” I licked her lips, causing her to giggle as she opened her eyes for me. She looked cute when she did that, all rosy cheeks and satisfied.

I pulled out my fingers, shoved them into my mouth, and licked them clean. There was a surprised look in her eyes. When I leaned in to kiss her, she let me and opened her mouth to taste herself. An insane swell of lust rushed through my cock. It was fucking hot I almost came for her.

When I stroked myself, she knew what was to come next. She spread her legs for me, and I was inside her in a single thrust.

She gasped.

“I can’t take it slow.” I hissed. I felt her squeezing me.

I was on the verge of losing my shit when she said something that fueled my impending orgasm. “Don’t. Do as you please. You can be rough. I can take it.”

“I don’t wanna wear you down.”

“Maybe that’s what I want. I want to remember this for the rest of my life, and I want to remind myself what fucking is all about.”

I stilled. “So this is a goodbye, then?”

“It’s your choice, Gabriel Linden. I told you already.” She caged my face with her little slender hands and kissed me quickly.

My heart lurched, knowing she liked to be with me, but at the same time, I already broke the greatest rule in my job. What else was there to break?

I was maybe an asshole, but this had never happened before, and I did that in a heartbeat because this woman talked sense to me. Right now, it felt just right. We fit right as one. It felt like we were made for each other, as insane as it may sound.

I looked down at us, connected-I was in deep. When she pushed her hips, it was staggeringly erotic, and her tits- God, her tits. They were God’s gift. They were gorgeous- not small, not too big, just perfect for my hands.

I pressed my lips against hers for a quick kiss before I pulled out and thrust back with enough force sharp burst of air wafted against my face.

Our gazes met. Locked. Something strange shadowed passed over her face, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.

Then I fucked her as she wished. I thrust faster. Harder. Her hips flexed counter to my moves- an erotic dance synchronously. She became a part of me.

“Don’t stop!” Her pleads fueled me more, hitting her deep.

“I’ll get you there. Trust me.” I thrust so deep, and she grounded into me, seeking release.

“I trust you.” Her words were so powerfully sent current through me that they hit me hard in my chest. It was clear to me that I couldn’t have her, but it only made me obsessed with wanting her even more.

“Gabriel!”

“I know, Estelle. Give it to me.” I fucked her hard. Groaning, our entire bodies locked tight. I felt her grip around my cock as she came hard.

“Jesus, Estelle!” Pleasure shocked and exploded through me, causing me to buck harder. My entire body shuddered. My orgasm forced out, dizzying me.

For the second time, we didn’t use condoms.

Shit.

***

I didn’t want to end whatever we had just yet, but I had a job, and she had a lot going on.

“Careful.” I assisted her in stepping down the dock.

Before I could let her hand go, she gripped it tightly. That was when I realized we were not alone.

Quinn Hunter was just waiting for us. I didn’t know how, but maybe he traced the panic button Estelle had or her phone.

“Linden, this is my bodyguard Quinn Hunter. Quinn, Linden, my boat ride partner.”

“Mr. Linden.” He offered his hand, but I sensed something in him, the way he looked at me and back to Estelle standing beside me.

“Hunter,” I addressed him as we CPO did before I shook his hand.

“What are you doing here? How did- never mind.” She took her bag from me and gave it to Hunter.

“I’ll be waiting in the car, ma’am.”

Once Hunter was gone, I didn’t know what to do since someone already picked her up, and our arrangements didn’t stand anymore.

“So?” she asked.

“How long has he been working for you?”

“Three years. Why?”

“Do you know he’s in love with you?”

She stared at me for a moment before she laughed, but she felt compelled to explain. “That’s impossible. He was like my brother, my friend.”

“Is it, though? You’re beautiful, sexy, and fucking hot. You’re kind to him. And it’s not hard not to fall for a client, especially when you treat him right, and you’ve been single for two years.”

She shook her head. Her brows drew inward. “I don’t know. I have no idea.”

“Because you don’t feel the same way, and he certainly knows how to hide his feelings for you.”

“Thanks for telling me, but you’re wrong. When can I see you again?”

“You wanna see me again?” Surprised, I closed the space between us and cupped her face.

“Do you?”

“You have to-”

“I know.”

I leaned in to kiss her lips, and she kissed me back. It was short and sweet, but it still hit me hard.

“Give me your phone.”

I took my phone out of my pocket, unlocked it, and gave it to her.

Once she saved her number on my phone, she gave it back. “I won’t get your number, but if you wanna see me again, you know what to do. I hope to taste your cooking, Gabriel Linden.”