Falling For The Billionaire Heir

The intensity in his blue eyes made Betty’s heart lurch. His look spoke loud and clear that he wanted to ravish and devour her that night.

“Grant,” she called out his name slowly and raised a hand to her chest to stop the vigorous thudding. No man had made her feel the way she was feeling right now. She was already feeling some wetness in her panties and she involuntarily squeezed her thighs together. “Let’s go,” she breathed gently.

He didn’t say anything, he just nodded and sped up the car. She could see his chest heaving in his shirt. The action made the hand she put on his lap to quiver. It took them less than five minutes to get to his house from that point.

“Come here,” Grant grabbed her the moment they got into his living room and he locked the door. He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes dropped to her lips. And he licked his own.

A breath caught in her throat, she felt so loved, so desired like never before at that moment. Tears of joy pricked her eyelids.

“We are going to take this very slow,” he rumbled. But there was nothing slow in the set of his jaw and the heat in his eyes.

He captured her mouth with his before she knew what was happening. When his lips first touched hers, it was like an electric current was ignited into her body.

“Bettyyy….” He mumbled something unintelligible and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into his hard body.

Betty moaned into his mouth, she had never experienced such powerful feelings before, her eyes closed up on their own and her back voluntarily arched as his demanding lips devoured her. The cinnamon and rum scent of his cologne enveloped all her senses.

She parted her lips and accepted the kiss. Grant’s tongue swept into her mouth, tasting, exploring, claiming with so much hunger and she was willing to quench that hunger for him. They were standing so close that every hard contour of his body was pressed against hers, including a long, thick bulge.

When her legs began to shake, she summoned enough strength and called out his name in a breathy shaky voice, pulling away. “I… I thought we were taking things slow?”

“Yes…yeah,” his breathing was shallow. “I just couldn’t help myself, I had to kiss you.” He winked at her.

“Grant,” she called him fondly.

Her voice was raspy, making him realize she must be on heat too.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes, gorgeous,” he stroked her cheeks with his thumbs, his eyes full of love.

Her pussy clenched at the way he was touching and looking at her.

“Nightcap,” she smiled up into his face. “Remember?”

“Nightcap, yes,” he whispered and took her hand. “Yes. Let me get it.”

He led her to the double sofa and helped her to sit down. “I will be right back,” he said and quickly dashed away to the kitchen. He returned in no time with two glasses of wine and handed one to Betty.

“So we’ll all move to the hotel after the rehearsal at the cathedral on Friday, right?” He asked and sat beside her leaving no space between them. He hugged her lightly to his side.

“Yes,” their gaze met over the rim of their wine glasses as they both sipped. “And we are going to be there until Sunday morning after the after-party.”

The wedding party and their significant other were going to be hosted in a five-star hotel, all expenses paid by the groom.

“I hope we are going to be in the same room?”

“Not on Friday night,” she raised a finger and sipped from her wine. “I’m going to be with my sister on Friday night in the bridal suite as her chief bridesmaid.”

“Well, I understand.” He nodded and still held her gaze, he just couldn’t take his eyes away from her breathtaking eyes. His heart was pounding so fast that he could hear the buzz in his ears, with his already hardened cock stirring even more against his pants.

“I want you so much,” Grant rumbled without even thinking before the words came out of his mouth. He set his wine glass on the side table beside the couch. He took her glass and set it beside his own. He turned back to her, took her face into his hands, and kissed her soft lips, nibbling them and licking them.

She growled and slipped her tongue into his mouth, returning his kiss with all her passion.

When they broke off the kiss, he removed her shoes and took his time to undress her. “I have to make you comfortable darling,” he whispered into her ear and took her from the couch down onto the plush rug in the middle of the living room.

“You are so beautiful,” he said, his gaze darting between her creamy boobs and her neatly trimmed crotch.

He lay beside her on one elbow and slid his warm large hand over her thigh from her knee up to her burning crotch. His fingertips played with her pubic hair. “I love this, I like that I can play with these beautiful curls with my fingers. Do you like how I am touching you?”

She swallowed a moan and nodded her head, her eyes glazed with passion. She was so lost in the pleasure he was giving her.

“Your body is so perfect,” he husked, moving his hand up to her breasts. He played with them one after the other. He rolled one nipple between his fingers and then licked and sucked on it.

“Oh Grant,” she groaned, stroking his hair with her hand. “Ohhh, my God!”

“I have to have you now, Betty,” He rasped and stood up. His cock was threatening to explode in his pants. He quickly tore off his clothes as if they just caught fire and returned to her. He nudged her legs apart and kneeled between them.

“I can’t believe how wet you are,” he rubbed the head of his cock on her clit.

“That feels so good,” she moaned, balling up her hands. “So.. so good.”

“Oh shit!” He stopped in his tracks. “I don’t have a condom,” his voice came out ragged, with heavy breathing. “It’s been so long since I needed one.” He looked straight into her eyes and said, “I assure you I am clean.”

“It’s fine,” she held his sides. “I’m in my safe period and I don’t want my first time to be with a condom anyway.”