The Billionaire’s Neglected Wife

Chapter 12

She scoffed. “Well you clearly didn't try to hide it well enough. You didn't like me then and you don't like me even till now.”

“That's not true.” He said quickly. “It's not like before…I mean…”

Emily cut him short in annoyance. “What do you mean, Nicolas? What isn't like before?”

He sighed and lowered his eyes for a split second. “I mean, I don't dislike you as much as you believe I do.”

“Really? So should I be glad and kiss your feet because the man I got married to two years ago who was supposed to love and cherish me or at least respect me as his wife, finally dislikes me less than he did?”

“God, you're being so immature right now, do you know that? You keep ranting about how I don't love and respect you when you barely have any self-respect yourself. We're wasting our time with this.”

“Exactly. Being together is a waste of time and I know how precious time is to you, Nicolas. So please let's just save ourselves a lot of time and get a divorce already.”

“Stop bringing up a divorce, damn it!” Nicolas hit the arm of the chair violently before standing up straight.

Emily made to stand up too but his little display of violence had shaken her up a bit so she stumbled into him. Suddenly, there was a hot, undeniable tension that passed between them and she couldn’t stop herself from whimpering.

She cleared her throat in an awkward manner and tried to move away from him but Nicolas’s hands went to her ass and he pulled her towards him roughly.

Her hands were planted firmly on his chest as she tried to push him away but when he started squeezing her ass in a continuous, teasing motion, she knew she was done for.

He lifted her by the ass slightly so he could rub his already hard d**k against her p***y and she made a small sound at first contact. Emily shivered and felt herself get wet as he bent lower until his head was beside her neck. She could feel his warm breath on that part of her skin which increased her arousal and need for him.

Nicolas laughed lightly. “Why have you stopped trying to push me away already, princess?,” he whispered against her neck, trailing a few kisses on there, “I'm sure you want me to f**k you right now and I'd be glad to f**k you right here, right now. f**k! I need to have this hot body of yours against mine again.”

“I…This doesn't mean I still don't want a di-”

“Don't you dare say that word to me,” he said sharply before giving her a rough love bite, a move he knew would break down any wall she was still holding up against his advances and he was right.

She moaned lightly and wrapped her arms around his neck, unconsciously pulling him in tightly to her body. He moved his head up to nibble her earlobe then trailed kisses from there to her neck again to lick the area he gave the love bite with the tip of his tongue and it made her moan out loud this time.

His mouth kept licking, teasing and biting its way down while his hands busied themselves with her blouse, trying to bring them out of her flay skirt. When he succeeded he wasted no time in putting his hands in and unhooking her bra.

He used his thumb and index to twist and pull her n*****s gently and groaned in delight as she moaned and ran her hand through his hair roughly.

“Let's not fight this, princess. I want you so bad right now and knowing you want the same possibly as bad as I do is f*****g driving me insane.”

Emily groaned and pulled on his hair tightly as the great lust she had for him took over her senses. She wished deep in her heart that she was strong enough to resist his touch but she was still too weak to fight that.

She sighed and in a small voice said, “Yes, I want you right now too.”

That was all the affirmation Nicolas needed to let all his desires out. He removed a hand from her breast and in a swift motion his hand was up her skirt, then he drew her panties down in an equally fast move. Emily shuffled her legs a bit to get her underwear all the way to the floor quickly.

Nicolas slipped two of his fingers into her opening at once and she gasped out as he stroked with so much sweet force. A few moments later, she decided to help herself to him too, so she dropped her hands to his belt, removed the buckle and then opened his trousers to hold his hard d**k in her small, soft hands.

She stroked him lightly at first, enjoying the warmth and rigidness in her hands but as she picked up the pace, he growled and backed her up till she was leaning against one of the tables, then he lifted her up and placed her gently on it, spreading her thighs and settling in between them.

He grabbed her waist and moved her slightly forward towards the edge of the table, then slowly he sank his d**k into her tight, hot cunt and groaned in delight as he finally went all the way in.

Emily moaned as she finally adjusted to the size of him inside her then she wrapped her legs around his waist for support as she had expected him to start thrusting into her repeatedly.

But Nicolas held on to her hips firmly and looked at her straight in the eyes which made her feel a bit nervous because the look in his eyes were different and she couldn’t tell if it was a good difference or a bad difference.

His eyes kept looking at hers and for a brief moment they dropped to her lips before moving back to meet her eyes again. Emily held the urge to twitch and move her hips against him. Having his d**k just inside her was driving her insane, she needed him to f**k her already.

As if he read her mind, Nicolas tore his gaze away from her and withdrew his d**k slightly before ramming into her with such force she arched her back.

Emily's head fell back and she couldn’t stop the countless moans that escaped her mouth. She orgasmed soon enough and Nicolas followed suit as he thrust himself in deeply and violently, realising his c*m inside her with so much force she could feel it. When he was finally done filling her with every last drop of his c*m, he immediately felt weak and dropped himself on top of her, burying his face against her neck and giving her a light peck.

Emily tried to steady her breathing and get back her senses. This had to be the fastest they had ever gone off but it was also the roughest he had ever been and she had loved every second of it.

Her love for the moment was ruined when he whispered, “That should be enough to get you pregnant.”