The Billionaires and his girlfriend

Chapter2

I bring up my face and his face is staring at me, smirking at me also.

I had to do this.

20 million dollars.

With that amount of money, it would definitely fund my lifestyle and I would do what I desire to do.

My whole being came to reality at that moment.

I was so troubled at the same time. Undressing for a guy that I didn't know from Adam. But, luckily enough, he was a Greek god. Literally, any girl would be happy to dropped down on her knees to s**k his d**k.

For me to offer my body because of money, I know it's depreciating me as a cheap girl. But I declined the thought.

Instead, it turned me on and made me feel so hot. The thought of banging someone for money was just so sizzling hot. To even think that someone is going to pay huge amount of cash for my body just to put his d**k in my p***y.

Fuck!

I might be turned on. But it didn't stop me from being uneasy as hell and feeling just a little bit self conscious.

Wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible, I was about to take my top off.

When I heard his voice resonating through my laptop again, “Slowly.”

Just so you know that everything you've been dreaming for could be yours. But it depends on what you can offer me now. Prove to me what I'm for is worth my time and money.” He muttered, saying what exactly what I've imagined to hear.

And of all of sudden, my attitude changed.

He'd really struck a nerve… I could anything to make my dreams come to reality.

From the introverted shy, blushing girl, I turned into a confident seductress, completely in control of my body or so I imagine.

I started to brought down my top slowly, baring my flat stomach, and while biting my lower lip seductively.

I heard an audible breath, which encouraged me to even more to really to strip my body.

I twisting out of the shirt, deliberately bobbing my chest up and down, making my full C-cups jiggle in a taunting manner.

My breasts were now visible clear for him, just my hardened n*****s were hidden by the blue skimpy bra.

I'm trying not to blush by him gazing right at my nipular center, I bent my laptop a bit downwards so my face wasn't completely clear.

He immediately growled out, “Don't hide your beautiful face from me, Ava or else you'll regret it.”

His voice made my body shiver. I could've burned from lust at that very moment. There was a treacherous edge to his tone which persuaded me to be very cautious around him.

But wait…

“How did you know my name?” I demanded, my voice gruff.

I was full on gasping now, making my chest pounding as my breathing quickened.

And it's not helping.

“I have my ways.” A smirk on his lips.

His response made chills run up my spine.

Jesus! If he could know a person 's name from just an ordinary picture, does that mean he can do anything and undo?

I don't even know the correct answer I can give to my question.

For him to know my name, it's not that complicated… is it?

It's not that a big problem?

Anyways, what can he do with my name?

I could see him fidgeting with his collar on the screen, gone was his cool and calm demeanor but he still looked pretty composed.

I decided to play gently.

“Since you already know my name.” I huskily said, my hands rubbing my breast, “it's not only fair if I can know yours too.”

Any other guy would've been mastubating by now, looking at me exposed.

This is not a brag but I do have a really nice body, with my shapely breasts and pointed n*****s to my slender arms and tiny waist.

As I don't get any reaction from him, it pushed to the edge as I uncrossed my long, lean legs, lifting them upto to form a V as I started to slide my shorts off me.

He let out a moan, his face still innocent.

Oh, he'll see what I can show him. He definitely wants a show… I'll give him what he wants.

Sliding my short off, I started caressing one of my thighs, making the V form of my legs wider, so he could see my core through my thong as my other hand squeezed my breast through my bra.

He let out another groan. His eyebrows drawn, a war seemed to be waging within him.

I pressed my breasts together and squeezed them harder, moaning coming out from my mouth.

“f**k, baby.”

He started rubbing himself through his underpants where his d**k seemed to be reactive to action.

F**k!

I disguised myself not to look affected but my lower V.J were soaking wet… aching to be touched, touched by him.

My hands slipped around to the hook of my bra, opening it with a pop.

I should feel ashamed of showing off my body because of money. But I didn't.

I just felt a rhythmic sensation in my vagin

a, making my whole body seethe with electricity. I was f*****g wet, painful to be touched… down there.