The Billionaire’s Contracted Ruin

Chapter 4: The Night With The Siren

WARNING: LONGER CHAPTER AND SPICY SCENE AHEAD ;)

TYRON

When the door closed behind me, I stood and took a deep calming breath. When I opened my eyes, my guards jerked their eyes away guiltily. I turned to Van and said, “Room service will be up in half an hour. Leave it at the door. And make sure no one goes in or out of this room, except from me.”

They nodded and with that, I strode away to the other penthouse. I ran the shower and washed away the craziness of the night so far from my skin and then changed into something very casual and light. My mind kept running on a loop at the confession the siren in the other penthouse just revealed.

I recalled seeing her after the crash, in a robe that sinfully clinged to her form in ways that would make a man go weak in his knees. Her freckled nose and plump pouty lips. Her fire red thick hair that was curled with those things women use. And then her forest green eyes, so startling and obstinate, so intelligent and daring.

I felt my c**k stiffen and breathed through my nose. I picked up my phone and answered some messages, receiving confirmation for a rescheduling of the meeting I was supposed to have tonight before that auburn haired demoness tried to kill me.

Then I couldn’t dally any longer and so I left and returned to the room I’d put her in, nodding to the guards as I went in. I reached the bedroom door and paused outside for a second before I opened it and stepped it.

I sucked in a sharp breath. She was naked as I’d told her to be, sprawled out on the bed, the dim light highlighting her curves as her red hair fanned out above her head. She sat up, a bit startled as I came in, looking a bit surprised and shy. “I almost thought you wouldn’t come.” She said half-playfully in that sinfully husky voice of hers.

I didn’t reply, my eyes too busy feasting, roving down from her elegant neck and shoulders, to her perky Dcup t**s, her lean abdomen and small waist and then down to her flared wide hips, and long legs. My eyes hooked on the small trail of hair between her legs that led down to…

I inhaled sharply and prowled towards her. I held her delicate ankles and pulled her towards me and she yelped. Something in my eyes made her flush and look very self conscious and she started babbling. “I uh…I haven’t really done this before. You know, like, this one night stand type of thing. Not that there’s anything wrong with it, of course. I’m not trying to shame anyone who does, cause s****l empowerment and stuff like that. I’m just trying to say that…I don’t know what I’m trying to say. And I know, I might not be much to look at, and I’m practically forcing you to sleep with me…oh my God, I’m forcing you to sleep with me, aren’t I?” She looked horrified.

I breathed through my nose and slowly tapped the side of her leg three times. “First of all, I don’t know what the f**k you mean by you’re not much to look at, because you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve met in my life.” Her eyes widened a bit in surprise. I went on, “And I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to f**k you. In fact, I want to be sure I’m not taking advantage of you since you might not be in the right frame of mind…”

She grabbed my shoulder. “I am. I want to. I want this. I promise I do.” I searched her green eyes for a moment and then nodded. I pressed my knees into the bed, grabbed my shirt from behind and pulled it over my head, flinging it carelessly aside. Her eyes darkened appreciatively and I murmured, “Spread those legs for me, wildfire.”

She worried her bottom lip for a second and then slowly, her legs parted for me. A breath whooshed out of me as I felt all the blood rush south. Her pinkness was wet and glistening, her c**t a little swollen and without preamble, I ducked and latched my tongue on her. She jerked a bit, as if away from me with a moan but I placed my hand across her middle, holding her in place as my tongue lapped and suckled on her sweetness. Her hips began to gyrate against my face and her hand went into my hair, gripping my curls as she began to mewl and moan.

I inserted a finger into her hole and cursed under my breath at how tight it was, pistoning in and out as her body jerked more and more. I inserted another finger, stretching her out a bit more and she cried out, “Please. Oh my God.”

Her pelvis began to jerk and she tightened before me , trying to push me away. But I intensified my tongue and finger movements as she cried out, “f**k, I’m gonna…” She never finished her sentence as her release was squirted in short streams against my face. I groaned, my pants near to bursting as I lapped up her release.

Finally, I leaned back, my face wet as I surveyed her as she panted, eyes closed. Built like a dream AND a squirter? She was going to f*****g kill me.

I made quick work of my pants, disposing of them then retrieving a condom from the nearby drawer. When I turned back, her eyes were wide and slightly horrified. “That’s not gonna fit. The f**k…how are you…Nope, absolutely not. Is this some kind of retribution? I almost killed you by car crash so you’re gonna kill me by d**k?”

A huff escaped me before I could stop it. I languidly rolled the condom onto my rock hard c**k and resettled between her legs. “It’s going to fit. Trust me.” Her face grimaced so I leaned closer and bit her n****e, making her yelp. “Trust me on this, okay?” She bit her lip and nodded and satisfied with that, I rubbed my head against her slickness, using it as a lubricant and then I slowly worked my c**k into her.

Her grip tightened on the sheets as I slowly worked in inch after inch. Her hand reached up to grab my shoulder, nails digging in. “f**k, I feel so full.” I nuzzled her neck, sucking and biting. She tightened around me and I had to hold onto the headboard and tell myself to breathe until finally, I was all the way in.

I gritted my teeth and asked, “You okay?”

She nodded and ground her hips against me and I bit back a curse. Slowly, I pulled out and slammed into her. She cried out as I pounded into her, our skin and where we were joined making lewd slapping sounds that filled the room.

Her nails dug into my back, scratching as she moaned in my eyes, her face scrunched up in pleasure. The bite of slight pain made me hiss as my c**k tightened. I took her hands and held it above her head, using one of my hands to hold her in place, while the other hitched up her legs, taking me in deeper as I pistoned out of her, grunts falling from my lips.

She began to tighten around me and I knew she was close. Her back arched and her hips moved almost desperately, pleas and groans falling from her lips, till she began to squeeze my d**k to near asphyxiation and then went over the edge, moaning loudly. My hips jerked and I gripped the sheets, trying to hold out a bit longer and failing, my movements erratic before I jerked and came, my hips jerking into her.

Finally, spent, I pulled out and sprawled out beside her, both of us panting for a while. I subtly glanced over at her after a few minutes and her eyes were closed.

I slowly got up and disposed of the used condom, wetting a towel in the bathroom then returning. She was already fast asleep, snoring softly and I gently cleaned her up. I pulled the covers over her and stalled, eyeing her serene expression before pulling my self together, pulling on my clothes and slipping out of the penthouse.