THE BILLIONAIRE'S STRIPPER BRIDE

CH 3

Alexandrov's eyes devoured Aria's form as she moved, she truly looked like a goddess incarnate, he looked completely transfixed as he stared at the masked stripper, his c**k hardened and was throbbing painfully against the denim jeans it has been confined to.

The only woman that has ever had this kind of effect on him was the blonde woman, and even though a sense of familiarity surged through him, he shoved it aside. The woman on his private yatcht was a decent blonde not a slutty masked brunette that was designed for sinful nights like this.

"My c**k's harder than it has ever been, f**k!". His cousin cursed, Alex ignored him.

She crawled to him on all fours, her bare ass high and inviting, then knelt between his spread thighs and it took every ounce of his restraint not to rip his fly open and ram his c**k down her throat. She blew a breath over the bulge, warm and teasing.

"Do you like this?". Her soft voice whispered, she giggled and gently drew circles over the tip of his c**k through the hard fabric, feeling it harden under her touch.

"$10,000". He said, eyes locked on her lips, imagining then stretched around his c**k. "They're alot of things I'll do to you, you've stretched me too far princess".

"I dance, I don't have s*x". She said, rising gracefully, and signalling for a music change, the music shifted to a deeper, sensual rhythm. She began to dance slowly, hips rolling in, her body undulating like silk.

"$50,000". Alexandrov said, standing abruptly. His erection visible.

"I said, no s*x".

"Listen goddess" he stepped closer. " I want you in my bed tonight, I want to be buried deeply inside you all night long till you forget how to walk in the morning. I will suck those t**s untill they're swollen, I will bend you over every desk in my office pounding into you from behind untill your juices drip down your thighs".

He closed the distance, grabbing her hand and halting the dance. She stared at him, eyes darkened with s****l hunger.

He knew he had ignited flames in her- women like her melted over promises and filty talks. He roughly palmed her right breast, ignoring the no touch rule. Let the whole place be damned, his c**k was way more important.

Turning to his friend and cousin, he nodded towards the door, even though she was some kind of w***e, he didn't want an audience when he starts thrusting into her, the hurried out immediately.

He slowly removed the pasties that covered her n*****s and pinched her left n****e hard. A soft moan erupted from her lips and she closed her eyes.Permission granted, he leaned in, taking one n****e into his mouth and sucking it. His tongue swirled around the sensitive bud. she stiffled a moan.

"I'll have you screaming my name before dawn goddess". He mummured against her skin, kneading the other n****e. "When I'm ready, I'll plunge in so deep you'll feel your walls clenching around every vein, I'll thrust hard, filling you completely and stretching that greedy hole".

"No...". Aria breathed, wondering where all her strength had gone, for years she had managed to keep her guard up, strongly declining s*x offers and even putting up rules. Who was this oddly familiar man shattering her defences in one heated encounter?

"Come with me goddess, let me taste every inch". He urged, yanking the pastie covering her c**t to expose he slick folds, his finger dipped into the wetness gathering in her c**t " I will penetrate this hot c**t with my tongue first, going in slow, lapping up every bit of your arousal".

He pushed his finger further,feeling her walls grip him tightly, she moaned loudly, almost falling, but he steadied her with the other arm around her waist. Pumping slowly, he pushed in another finger stroking her c**t with it. More of her slickness coated his fingers. Her hips bucked involuntarily, yearning for more.

Scissoring his fingers, he stretched her further, then began circling her swollen c**t with his thumb. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, p***y clenching around his fingers, juices trickling down his wrist, over his expensive wristwatch.

"That's it goddess, soak my fingers, coat it with your juices". He commanded, thrusting harder and faster, arousal filled the air.

His phone rang, he ignored it but the caller was persistent and after three more rings, his hand left her waist as he fished it out from his pocket to answer it, answering without breaking the rhythm " yes". He said curtly, eyes boring into Aria as he pushed in a third finger, pumping relentlessly, watching her tightly shut her eyes again.

"Told you I get whatever I want $50,000 did the trick".

"Wait, excuse me?". She snapped, she yanked his hand out of her c**t and lust was immediately replaced by fury. She scrambled for her discarded pasties but couldn't find them under the dim light.

"What's wrong with you?". He asked, clearly confused.

"You're a piece of s**t, what was I even thinking? What got over me?". She asked, still trying to find the pasties, cheeks flushed from a mixture of arousal and rage.

"Why are you acting like you weren't enjoying every bit of it, should I double the money? Make it a hundred?".

"I don't care about your bloody money you jerk! I'm not selling my body for s*x".

"You were willing to do whatever the hell I wanted few minutes ago". He stated flatly.

"Listen, I don't know why I have you that much access to my body few minutes ago or why I let you breach the no touch rule, but I'm not going to have s*x with you! You can go stick your c**k someone else's hole" she said, and stormed out. angry and furious.

Alexandrov stood frozen and confused for a long while, wondering what the hell happened, the woman was molten in his arms moments ago, what flipped the switch?