My Slave is a Billionaire Heir

his eyes. He intended to pass by me, perhaps to run, but I force

I caught both of his wrists with my

rhaps it's because his body is still weak, or maybe I've conditioned myself th

ed my fists tightly on his thin wrists out o

his face. My eyebrows furrowed as I tried to make out his fa

I increased the weight on him. As he wriggled to get leverage, I qui

gazes. His face showed surprise an

for him, I wouldn't have to touch your filthy self!" I shouted at him w

s but still held the other

re off his upper pajamas. The butto

gasped in

ned muscles I’m touching are no joke. Though his overall figure couldn’t be compared to the

ccustomed to Anthon’s masculine physique

nger than Anthon, and given his s

know about me

gered a tingling sensation inside me

" He almost p

with his full strength. I co

ght he didn't unders

ost five inches away from his, and irritatedly halted his protests. "T

the liquid collected at the

oice cracked. "Is it y

soothing, and even though his voice is tre

you'll need

thon will ne

hand, I grabbed his jaw and leaned my head dire

s due to the brushing of our lips. I could feel his chest rise an

essed my lips onto his small and

tried to b

air as his mouth opened wider. I quickly took the oppo

ed to resist but failed. I didn't stop wha

I feel so turne

sweet. Did he jus

chest, and I grabbed the hard

e tried to avoid my touch, but there

finally let go of his lips and mo

tasted a salty liquid tric

se tears

ravelled down to his neck, and I slowl

didn't even notice be

d I played with the two peaks on

and his eyes tightly shut,

nipples because he said it didn'

hings like this. Now that I can actually do it wit

and I repeatedly stroked his thin stomach, which seemed to r

my ears. Compared to Anthon, who never made any n

me—to be on top of a man th

g loudly, and my bre

eering and obsessive because I am a woman. I'm supposed

just

esist my

man be the one

s wide as I held his ha

on, desire replaced my thoughts. I licked my lo

that his hands were finally free, but instead of stopping me, he tightly gripped t

e's asking

his weak, trembling voice. "I'm dirty

I raised myself up in front of his

. "I-I'm sorry... I just

told

e bit his lower lip while s

not nati

is looks say it all. He'

Hal

to what he said as I

e, he willingly opened his mout

ady anticipate that staying in a mansion like this

kisses shared between the two of us.

is hard length that was pressed against

s, and he started w

ately interrupted him and caressed his

istreated lips hard t

om him. I moved my hand up and down, and he cou

feel him blowing and g

eleased a series of orgasms,

because of what I had done. I looked at my hand

satisfie

nt m

oud, unable to suppress

o reality as he sat up and wipe

old, and I could

even say something, my vision spun, an