S*XY BILLIONAIRE BOYS CLUB 1: SEBASTIAN

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set my body ablaze, Cole's hands exploring every inch of me as our lips locked in a passionate embrace, like long-lost lovers finding solace i

tive curve of my neck. I struggled to keep my legs steady against the wall, his arousal pressing firmly agains

are driving me wild. I might not be able to hold back before anyone in

dress. My eyes had been closed, lost in the ecstasy of his worshipful touch and the way he kissed my exposed skin. But in a ga

om. But he didn't let my question dampen his enthusiasm. His hands glided down my sides as my dress cascaded into a heap at my feet. His lips trailed a path from the center of my stomach down to my legs, his fingertips delicately traci

father's entire house. I was fully engaged in the intoxicating taste of his lips, but my eyes couldn't help but take in the grandeur of the baby grand piano we passed by, the floor-to-ceiling glas

he sensitive skin of my neck, his fingers skillfully rolling my hardened nipples between them. My head fell back, my legs involuntarily spreading wider as I surrendered to his devouring presence, body and

s eyes grew darker, his face even more irresistibly handsome—I didn't think it was possible. An enchanting melody filled the air, capturing the essence of his hotel room. It was then that I saw a mischievous glimme

lity. I glanced over to find my torn thong discarded on the counter. How did I miss that? I wondered, contemplating when he managed to remove my underwear without me even noticing. Now that my brain was back in control,

ng his silver bowtie and preventing him from leaving my bare self on the counter once again. "But I won't be the only one enjoying wine in the nude." He smirked. "Can't help it if I'm better at undressing than you are." He raised an eyebrow playfully. "Get to work," he instructed, taking a step back and rai

of his pants—I was clearly moving too slowly for his liking—yet I swatted his hands away, savoring the sight of the veins on his biceps, prominently lining his arms in a manner that accentuated his unbelievably well-proportioned physique. After his pants fell to the floor, I fought against his erect member, aiming to liberate it from the confines of the boxer briefs he wore. Fuck me now, I thought, my dripping wet entrance instinctively

ng a chance to utilize the box of condoms he had somehow procured. I had no knowledge of who this man truly was, but judging by the opulence of our surroundings, it was evident that he held significant importance. The fact that we w

guttural sound escape him, indicating that he had already climaxed. In one swift motion, he withdrew his erection from my throat and, utilizing the impressive strength of his muscles that I had been admiring earlier, Cole

s and trailing his lips along my breast. Involuntarily, I tightened beneath him as he slid his fingers inside me. He rested his forehead against the center of my chest, skillfully moving his fingers i

curve of my breast before locking eyes with mine. I attempted to respond to his seductive gaze, but my back arched

my pleasure all over his hand with just a few strokes to the elusive

nd wet," he exhaled, his voice filled with desire. "Please, tell me yo

an in…" My breath hitched as his thumb began swirling ove

all night." He sucked on my bottom lip as my body

hat have been brewing in me ever since

s man's touch ignited every nerve in my flesh. My body responded to h

had made its way into the room with us. I maneuvered his

him, my pussy throbbing with anticipation for his impressive length, I lowered myself onto him. The co

oly hell. Fuck. God. Shit," he chanted, uttering every profanity in his vocabulary

the mercy of my tightness. He didn't respond with words. Instead, he used his strength to fli

illed with urgency. Just as I reached for my clit, longin

nding desire. "You're coming while I ride that G-spot, angel." He positioned himself behind me, his han

ve G-spot. Waves of pleasure washed over me as he skillfully manipulated my clit with his fingers, simultaneously

st. His groans grew raspy and breathless, culminating in a loud grunt of pleasure as he gripped the sheets tightly. He continued to move in and out of me, kissing

e said about indulging in pleasure all night. We had only scratched the surface of

ll be up to for the rest of the night," he

as his knuckles traced along my j

for the rest of my life," he replied, hi

s voice when he asked if I was a virgin. He pursed

e you'd ever been fu

ng," I sighed, acknowledging the

n fucking that hot pussy back to life aga

led, reveling in our playful banter.

d affectionate. "Oh?" I glanced around the opulent room

, and soon enough, he returned, bathed in the moonlight that streamed into the room, casting a spotlig

d and effortlessly lifting me over his shoulder. "Round two starts in th

ous shower. "And I'm going to drink every last ounce of cum from yo

ught us together like this." I turned towards him, a more serious expression on my face. "Don't get too attached," I cautioned, though a smile tugged

s. "If it's just one night," he began, his voice tinged with a hi

the man who had captured my dreams. We engaged in passionate intimacy all over the expanse of that luxurious apartment hotel room,

asure again. Glancing at the time, I realized I was pushing my luck with my boarding time for the plane. Shit. Well, fate had already weaved our paths together more than once during this wild

long, I felt alive again, as if the world held endless possibilities. The dormant passion for my art, the paintings and sculptures that had taken a backseat amidst the grief of losing my mom,

awakened a dormant part of me, a part that had been on autopilot since my mother's passing. Until now, I hadn't realized that I had allowed

ad pleaded before we both succumbed to sleep in each other's embrace, resembling a bride and

onnection. I didn't need a tumultuous relationship; what I needed was to keep moving forward now that I had been jolted back to life. I had shut myself off fro