Falling For The Billionaire Heir

“Sweetie,” Colin breathed into his new wife’s ear for the umpteenth time that day as they danced under the canopy of twinkling lights at their wedding after party. “I love you so much. Only you, my baby.”

He grinned and kissed her long and slow. The world around them faded away as they moved together, lost in the moment of pure happiness and love. Becky smiled up at Colin, her cheeks flushed with excitement and joy.

They had a beautiful wedding in the afternoon. The cathedral was filled to its capacity. Also, the reception was splendid with well-wishers from both families. They will leave for Arizona for the first leg of their one month honeymoon tomorrow night. She can’t wait to travel the world with Colin for the next thirty days.

She was looking forward most especially to their trip to Africa. She had had so much about the continent and had begged Colin that they should visit at least a city there. So they were going to visit Seychelles after a week in Arizona.

“I love you too, Colin,” she cupped his face in her shaky palms and whispered, “I love you.” Tears of joy rolled down her cheeks. She was so happy.

Becky could not describe the relief that washed over her the moment Colin finished saying his vows to her at the church. It was at that very moment she fully understood the popular saying, ‘the exhilaration of victory.’

“I love you more, Mrs. Colin Blake.” Colin held her close, his hand resting on the small of her back, leading her effortlessly across the dance floor. She could feel the warmth of his body against hers, the steady beat of his heart matching hers in rhythm. And she couldn’t ask for more.

As the music faded into a soft melody, looking into Colin’s eyes, his love and longing reflected back at her and said softly, “we should go to our room.”

Colin did not miss the tinge of longing in her voice. He nodded, and asked, “Mrs. Blake, would you tell me why you want us to leave our guests at this moment?” He gave her a little smack on the ass. “I think my payback time has finally come, Mrs. Blake.”

“Are you going to go through this route, Mr. Blake?” She moaned gently into his ear alone. Heat rising up on her face.

Her moan caused his already hard cock to twitch painfully against the stiff zipper of his denim pants. Becky had chosen demon jeans as the dress code for the after party.

Becky gasped with a sly chuckle when she felt the nudge against her legs.

“Let’s go,” she said in a throaty voice. She was so horny like never before in her life. She couldn’t say how she went through those days without sex. She leaned in to kiss him.

He dodged her skillfully, “no, ma’am.”

“Fuck, Mr. Blake,” Becky muttered under her breath. “Okay please let’s go. I know you want me to beg.”

“Begging alone won’t cut it this time,” he pouted his lips playfully at her.

“So, what do you want me to do?”

A lazy smile spread across his face and he gently led her off the dance floor and towards the elevator.

He was disappointed when they got into the elevator because he couldn’t do anything to her. There were four people with them. The people were not part of the wedding, so he just held her hand.

They were barely in the bridal suite before he grabbed her elbow and crushed his mouth into hers. He kissed Becky with every day of denial and every hour she had made them wait.

“Ohh, Colin,” She moans into his kiss, thinking she was going to pass out.”

“Yes, baby, I can’t have enough of you.” His shaky hands unbuttoned her denim jeans and pulled it along with her g-string down to her feet. “Mrs. Blake,” he husked, caressing her legs with his hands. “You are so beautiful, your body is breathtaking.” His body was so hot, leaving Becky in no doubt that he was in as much turmoil as she was.

“You naughty, dirty little girl,” he said gruffly, fixing his eyes on her plump mound. Her pussy lips were so engrossed the way they usually did when she was very, very horny. “You are so wet…so wet,” he rumbled.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

He ran his fingers over the sparse, curly pubic hair

“Yesss!” Sizzling passion spread through her body at his touch. “Please, Colin.”

“You made daddy wait for over ten days.” He slowly rubbed a finger over her clit. “Baby girl, it’s time to pay. We are playing by daddy’s rules tonight.”

“Oh, God” she hissed. “Colin.”

He trailed the finger so close to her clit and withdrew abruptly.

“Daddy,” she purred.

He repeated the action, and she yelled in ecstasy. He was taking so much pleasure in driving her crazy and he was enjoying her reaction.

She bucked her hips when his finger finally got to her clit. “Oh, Daddy.” She squealed. “Ohhh….. Daddyyy!”

“Tell Daddy what you want him to do to you,” he chirped. “Beg for it…Tell daddy what you want.”

“Fuck me with your fingers, lick my cunt,” she held tightly to the edge of the table and threw back her head, her body flaring with sexual tension and excitement. “Suck my clit, fuck me with your mouth,” she begged, completely out of her mind now, with a desperate longing for him to make her come.

“What a pretty little kitten you are,” he whispered into her gaping hole. Still taunting her with his fingers. “Say please.”

“Please Daddy, just make me come,” she begged desperately, as if her life depended on it.

“Good girl,” his finger slipped into her folds, caressing her slimy, warm passage. “My dirty good girl. Now you have it. Is that what my dirty girl wants daddy to do?”

“Yes, Daddyyy! You are a good daddy.” Her body writhed with deep pleasure. Her toes coiled, spasms of orgasmic shock swept through her body and she came wildly. “Oh my God, Colin.”

“That is my girl,” he added one more finger into her cunt. “Good girl, give Daddy your that cum again.”

He only drilled the fingers in and out twice before she exploded in another climax. She groaned and shivered.

Daddy lick me,” she begged shamelessly.

She didn’t have to beg twice, he growled and parted her legs, pushing his face roughly into her wetness.

Colin darted his tongue into her folds. Her thighs shuddered against his head as his tongue touched her there.

“Daddy clean me off,” she panted as his tongue lapped up her juices. “Oh Daddy you are so good,” she praised him, shuddering. “I like the way you take care of me. Thank you sir.”

Her words spurred him on. His tongue probed her deeper greedily.

Excitement shot through his body, he sucked the whole of her pussy into his mouth.