Her billionaire tourist

Susanna laid carelessly on her unmade bed, with legs spread wide apart, the tiny piece of clothing she wore clinging to her body like a second skin and the heat in the room made her shoulder tattoos glisten. Suddenly the blonde man from her reoccurring dreams was sitting beside her. muscular fingers began to gently trace the bee tattoo on her lap, sending a cold yet exciting shiver up her spine, the fingers momentarily paused and she thought he was gone, but in a split second, the hand was back and it inched upward, gently cupping her delicate mound. she grabbed the sheets tightly, and clenched her jaw, trying not to wake her uncle and his gold-digging wife. She was wet, dripping and ready for more but he was lazily caressing her p***y, circling and teasing her in the most sensational way. "please f**k me" she requested, the words, a ragged breath. He just took a deep breath and slid a finger into her c**t. "do you want more?". he asked. She could barely nod as a searing wave of pleasure hit her. he added two more fingers and they were instantly covered in her slicky juice. "so wet, just the way I like it". he murmured, his voice a low growl. she could feel his own arousal straining to break free from his controlled movements. "f**k me". she whispered, trying to straddle him, but he gently pulled away easing the straps of her flimsy dress off her shoulder. His other hand gently traced the tattoo on her left breast, then started flickering his thumb over her hardened n****e, a loud moan escaped from her lips, she could feel his usual smirk creeping into his god-like face.he softly squeezed the n****e, groaning lowly he removed his fingers from her c**t and palmed the right breast and took the hardened n****e into his mouth, he sucked passionately while she whispered and cried out in pleasure. he kept kneading the left breast while gently sucking the right and Susanna's body was as hot as an inferno, her core slick and aching for him. "please f**k me!". she cried out! "not untill you accept they you're mine". he said, his voice muffled by her breast. "I don't belong to any man". she replied aggressively. His teeth grazed her n****e and in an instant his fingers were back, roughly palming her c**t. "what did you say?". he asked, his voice now a low threat laced with mystery. Susanna's moans filled the entire room; she didn't care if his uncle heard her. she was in a whole new realm, but she wouldn't bend, she'd never bend to a man even though she was almost collapsing from the intense pleasure he offered. "I don't belong to any man". she said, her voice slightly shaking from pleasure. he slid two fingers into her c**t and started pumping fast and rough. she cried out, roughly fisting the sheets and trembling from the combined pleasure and pain. "I'm going to c*m!". she screamed. he gave her a wicked smirk and looked directly into her eyes " no, you won't". reality slowly started unveiling itself, and her shrill alarm rang loudly, she was drenched in sweat, her body, a literal mess, the alarm rang again and she snatched it and smashed it on the wall. she hated seeing the blonde man in her dreams, and she hated feeling everything she had felt in that dream, yet the man keep appearing almost every night, urging her to break her long-term rules. she hastily walked to the bathroom realizing her n*****s were almost popping out of her flimsy night wear. she slowly brushed her teeth, and took a bath, careful not to linger too much or spend too much time washing any sensitive part of her body, afraid she might get aroused again. she dressed quickly for work. choosing an oversized black shirt and a pair of ripped Jeans, having worked for Crystal's tourist agency for years, she knew the employees rules and regulations by heart, especially the rule emphasizing on the dress code being a corporate attire, but being who she was, Susanna never stuck to rules like that. who climbs the Eiffel tower in a corporate attire? definitely not her. "good morning ma'am, did you forget it's your turn to cook today?". her aunt's shrill voice cut through the morning air. "let her be Elsa mia, she's already a bit late for work". her uncle calmly told his wife. she just scoffed and left for the kitchen. "yeah, sashay right into where you belong". Susanna mumbled to herself, then gave her uncle a bright smile. "how was your night, su?". he asked, returning the smile with an even brighter one. "It was cut short by the annoying alarm. how was yours?. she asked politely, even when she knew didn't want to hear it. "I was in the arms of my lover, the moon was smiling down at us through out last night, hope we weren't too loud though?". he asked with a big grin on his face. "I'm your niece for crying out loud!please spare me the details!".she said, feigning shock. "you my dear, are an overgrown niece who doesn't want to move to a husband's house and let me explore every part of my late parents' house in peace". he retorted with a wider grin. "I see why you and my boss became friends in school, you're both the same. Just take things easy, keep in mind you're still a patient and follow the doctor's rules for the next chemo session". she said sternly as though she were instructing a six-year-old child. "if we get enough money for the next chemo session". he said non- chalantly, pain hidden underneath his words. "you'll be fine". she simply said and walked out of the house hiding her teary eyes. She was about to enter the old beat up car her uncle had gifted her for her eighteenth birthday when she heard him scream "I love you too su!". a slow genuine smile spread across her face. "I love you too uncle Joe". she said quietly to herself. And I'll do everything I can to ensure you beat cancer mercilessly ". she said quietly, then entered the rickety car and sped off to Crystal's tourist agency to meet the man she has termed the second most annoying human in the entire world - her boss - the gambling loser who was currently preoccupied with signing outrageous agreements with a stucked up, lame billionaire client who was probably in his late fifties .