Baby For The Impotent Billionaire

CHAPTER 7

Carolina's POV:

"Please, sir, I want you, please. Just do what you want with me," I begged desperately. How can I lose this ₦4 million tonight?

Bright looked at my face and replied, "If it's because of the money, I can give it to you for free. You don't have to worry about sleeping with me." He refused, but I moved away from him, pulled my dress off. "I want you. Please…"

Bright frowned when his eyes traveled to my body. I know I got a lot of rejections at the interviews I went for because of my body. They said that I am too beautiful to work for them and will cause a lot of distractions at work or scandals in their firm.

"Mm," Bright hummed and crossed the distance between us. His hand reached for my chin to make me look at him. "I do not sleep with virgins, and honestly, I'm only doing this because my fiancée broke off with me," he said painfully, his brown eyes glowing red in anger at the memory.

"I can help you forget about her. Trust me, I want to please you," I told him, not knowing what was driving me insane to please him.

Bright looked into my face and smirked as I stood in front of him.

"I like your courage," he said, pulling back from me. "How do you intend to please me, since you're a virgin and inexperienced? Where did you get the lessons from on how to please a man?" His eyes flashed with intense curiosity.

"Watch me," I said, licking my bottom lip and moving back a bit to entertain him.

I reached to strip off my dress and saw the way his eyes followed my hand as I took off the red dress, stepping out of it.

I slowly reached for my panties and took them down my waist. My fingers reached behind my back and I unhooked my bra and exposed my huge milk factory to his view.

"How do you like what you see?" I asked him like a temptress. This time, I was working for the ₦4 million, and I needed to give him an unforgettable night that he wouldn't be able to forget me after tonight's event.

I intended to leave a memory of myself imprinted on his brain. And who knows, he might come looking for me by tomorrow.

"Are you sure you want this? I do not want a woman coming after me by tomorrow and accusing me of defiling her. However, I have CCTV in this entire mansion, so that will prove my innocence that I didn't force you to get down in bed with me," Bright said, his lips curling into a handsome smile.

*CCTV camera?* My heart raced at the thought that I was being recorded, but that's a good plan. Besides, if he thinks of me after tonight, he can research my performance.

Holding my flushed cheeks, I walked to meet him as he sat lazily on the bed.

"That's what I want. To entertain you. So it doesn't look like I stole your money without entertaining you," I told him as I reached for his waistband. He frowned and stopped my hands that touched his belt.

"Do all you women think men give you money only for s*x?" he asked, his voice dripping with ice.

I assumed his ex had left him emotionally broken. So I shook my head and replied, "No. But you know that we are not in love. So this is like a transactional affair. Let me please you, okay?"

My blue eyes twinkled as I peered into his brown orbs.

His resolve dwindled and he gave me the go-ahead.

"Alright. It's getting late; let me see what you're good at," he said, letting go of my hands, and I was nervous as I took a look at his waist.

Taking a deep breath, I slowly unfastened his belt, and it felt like infinity.

Finally, his belt was off; he assisted me in relaxing a bit, and I reached for his dîck to please him with my mouth. I might be a virgin, but I had ears and eyes to see stuff.

Slowly, I placed his erect size into my mouth, watching his face as I pleasured him.

His body relaxed, not wanting to lose himself in the pleasure that I was offering him.

I took him deeper into my throat, and he held my head against him, as I pleasured him hard.

"Mmm," Bright moaned, his angry eyes relaxing as he looked at my face with something different. His eyes flickered from the look of pain to satisfaction.

I was happy that I could make him relax. At least, he wouldn't regret paying me for my service.

I had no regrets; after all, I had searched for a job for three good years with no work until tonight.

"Mm. You're driving me insane," Bright moaned aloud and finally seized up as I let go of him, and he got his first release.

I looked at him in shock, seeing him spilling that hot, creamy liquid.

I thought he said that he's impotent. So how come his discharge was so thick?

My heart raced, but he gave me no time to think more.

Reaching for me, he carried me to bed and hovered above me. As the sound of his clothes falling to the ground reached my eardrums.

Once he was on me, he asked for my permission again. "Are you ready?"

"Yes," I replied, gulping hard and nodding, feeling him searching for my entrance. Once he gained access, he thrust his huge, thick length into me. I moaned and begged to be released.

Bright was so hot and aroused that he kept making love to me. At one point, I thought he was punishing me. It made me wonder what truly happened between him and his ex-girlfriend. But I shut my brain from thinking about him.

This was only a one-night stand between us, and he had already told me that he wouldn't come after me. He said he was impotent, but his stamina and passion in how he thrust into me shook my entire body.

I felt his huge dîck slamming into my womb.

"Mmm," I moaned, wanting him to get off me. I could not take him anymore. But he seized my hands above my head and continued his actions, lifting my right leg and angling it in a way to get direct access into me.

"Please, let me go. I cannot take it anymore," I begged him, as I was exhausted, but he was so damn aroused.

"I'm not done. Besides, you promised to entertain me. Is this how you work for the money?" Bright asked, and my eyes narrowed at him.

I bit my bottom lip, not wanting to say anything to him that would annoy him. After all, he was hurt.

After a few more deep thrusts, Bright calmed and got his release. I expected him to move away, but he held me, calming in me and breathing heavily.

After a while, he pulled out, sat on the bed, and held his head.

"What's your account?" he asked, reaching for his clothes.

I looked at him as he put his clothes back on. I had expected him to sleep with me and maybe leave in the morning. But he was dressing back on like nothing happened.

I called my account number for him, my head lowered as I felt embarrassed.

"I have transferred the ₦4 million to your account. Thanks for tonight, and you can take your leave by morning. Thanks," Bright said, and he walked away from the room.