The Billionaire's Revenge

Chapter 22: Baby

Andra Milburn’s Point of View

Since I was just wearing his shirt and just my undies, I could feel Zacarias' breath in my neck as his hands went at the hem of my panty.

I bit my lower lip. My cheeks started to turn red, my knees were trembling as well as my hands going out of control. Zacarias was busy sniffing my neck, gently planting some kisses on it when his gazes drifted up.

"Got anything to say?" he asked, a little bit husky than before.

"S-Stop… please," I murmured.

"I thought your p***y hurts?"

My hand went on my mouth, biting my index finger while my legs were being parted and made by Zacarias himself. "Y-Yes, but… aahh!"

A soft moan came out from my lips the moment Zacarias pulled my undies down, showing off my wetness as his fingers suddenly caressed it carefully.

To my surprise, I suddenly held his back, dig my nails in causing him to grunt a little.

"You got a strong nails out there, huh?" he whispered before kissing my cheeks. "I'll lick it…"

It's making me dizzy. Every touch Zacarias was giving me makes my whole body convulse. Slowly, his hands went at the hem of my shirt, lifted it up showing him my bare boobs.

I'm not going to lie. I'm still a teenager, a nineteen year old girl and believe me or not, my body was too mature that everyone would have thought that I'm already twenty-three which is not correct.

Some say I got the body of a model. My boobs weren't that too big but it's enough for Zacarias' palms.

"It's big, damn," he cursed roughly whilst rubbing my c**t. "Do you like what I'm doing, Andra? Hmm?"

I held his hand because of an uncertain reason. I am not sure if I like it given by his question but I wasn't sure as well if I'm going to push his hands off me.

Zacarias rubbed my c**t fast. The vein in his hands protrudes, the muscles he has suddenly gotten into an elevated circular muscle.

"Let's t-talk, please," I pleaded. "S-Stop…"

"We're going to talk but no one is going to stop," Zacarias whispered erotically in my ears.

He was just wearing his board shorts only, no top at all, leaving his six-pack abs visible in everyone's eyes.

We are now inside his penthouse, in his room if you're going to ask me in particular. It wasn't the first time I got here nor even slept here but things had gone too well. Zacarias ordered me to rest my back at the headrest, parting my legs as he aligned himself in between me.

His hair was messy. My p***y has been aching too bsf that I can't find an answer in this screwed sanity.

"Let's play," he said whilst looking at me. "If you answer my questions bluntly, I'll grant you a wish. How about that, hmm?"

"W-Wish? Questions?"

Zacarias nodded before smirking. My undies were being lifted up until on my knees. It is when I felt a soft thing rubbing my p***y, causing me to moan abruptly.

"Yes. Answer daddy's question and I'll grant you whatever wish you wanted except for things that are related to running away from me."

He was aggressively pleasuring me. On the other hand, Zacarias put both his hands at the side of my legs, leanings his face closer to my femininity.

"Mhmmm d-daddy…" I said as I gripped on the bed sheets tight.

Slowly, he raised aloft his eyes then a sly smirk formed into his lips. "What did you call in what I just did, hmm?"

I bit my lower lip. "Y-You kissed my…"

Zacarias teased my c**t with one finger. "Kissed your what?"

"K-Kissed my–"

"I want a blunt answer, Andra. You better answer my questions completely. What did I do? What part of your body did Daddy kiss?"

"M-my p***y! Daddy k-kissed my p-p***y…"

"One wish has been listed, then,"

After that, Zacarias suddenly stopped on what he was doing and started to went on my top, aligning his hardness against my p***y then rubbed it back and forth making me feel nore better despite the pain I feel.

I wrapped my hands around his neck. If I weren't just swollen and my body doesn't hurt at all, I can guess that Zacarias has already veen rocking me today.

Slowly, he rubbed himself to me, with only his boxers on and no shorts or upper clothes on.

"It hurts… are you going to put it in?" I asked, a little bit nervous.

When I saw how soft Zacarias' eyes, I couldn't help but to marvel. He was too dark, a vut harsh but gentleness were still seen in his actions.

I squirmed, trying to go with his algorithm not when I felt River's hardness suddenly come out, making our skin touch.

"What is Daddy doing?" he whispered through my cheeks.

Zacarias licked his lower lips, his both hands are now on the side of my head.

"D-Daddy is h-humping me…"

To my surprise, I just only said fewer words but it seems like I triggered Zacarias too much. He suddenly held my waist, ordered me to turn around which I did without further hesitations. I can't think of the day I prostrated myself just for Zacarias to rock me, but then, here I am doing the thing he wanted me to do.

Zacarias parted my legs together, he then put two fingers inside me then moved slowly in and out simultaneously.

"Oohhh, mhmmm aahh."

"B-Baby…"

I was too shocked when Zacarias changed our position again. He held my both waist and made me look at the mirror who's now in front of us. He then slowly pulled his head down, licking my p***y all the way here.

A loud moan came out from my lips. His one finger suddenly rubbed my asshole.

"You taste sweet, baby," he sensually asserted.

Zacarias hands went on my boobs. He grabbed it using his palms below my chest, kissing it hungrily.

"How old are you again?"

I answered, "N-Nineteen…"

"f**k. You look like a baby to me."