Baby For The Impotent Billionaire

Chapter 7

Carolina;

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

Bright looked at me 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 and started to pull my dress off. "I want you. Please..."

Bright frowned as his eyes traveled to my body. I knew I had faced a lot of rejection at the interview I had attended because of my appearance. They had said that I was too beautiful to work for them and would cause too much distraction at work or scandals in their firm.

"Hmm," Bright hummed, and he 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 with 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 to insane lengths to please him.

Bright looked into my face and smirked as I stood before 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 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 I saw the way Bright's eyes followed my hand as I took off the red dress, stepping out of it.

I slowly reached for my pants and took them down my waist. My fingers reached behind my back, and I unhooked my bra, exposing my ample brẹasts 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. 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 into bed with me," Bright said, his lips curling into a handsome smile.

CCTV camera? My heart raced at the thought of being recorded, but that was a good plan. Besides, if he thought of me after tonight, he could 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 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 told him, "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 wavered, and he gave me the go-ahead order.

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

Taking a deep breath, I slowly unfastened his belt, and it felt like an eternity. Finally, his belt was off, and he helped me relax a bit. I reached for his shaft to please him with my mouth. I might be a virgin, but I had ears and eyes to see stuff.

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

He relaxed, not wanting to lose himself in the pleasure I was offering him.

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

"Mmm," he moaned, his angry eyes relaxing as he looked at me with a different expression. His eyes flickered from a 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 been searching for a job for three good years with no luck until tonight.

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

I looked at him in shock, seeing him spilling that hot, creamy liquid. I thought he had said he was 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 took me to the 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 gulped hard and nodded, 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 had truly happened between him and his girlfriend, but I shut my brain off from thinking about him.

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

I felt his huge shaft slamming into my womb.

"Mmm," I moaned, wanting him to get off me. I couldn't take him anymore. But he seized my hands above my head and continued his actions, lifting my right leg and angling it to gain direct access into me.

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

"I'm not done. Besides, you promised to entertain me. Is this how you work for the money?" he 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 had 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 wore his clothes back. I had expected him to sleep with me on the bed and maybe leave in the morning, but he was dressing back like nothing had happened.

I gave him my account number, 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.