The Billionaire's Devious Wife

"I miss you, give me the whole of you, Bill," May said as she was being propelled to the bed and she retreated to it as though her legs had eyes. After she spoke, her lips gagged Bill and he mumbled. When she felt the edge of the bed, she sat on it and Bill's hands held the fleshy mass of her behind in his hands, she sat on it and Bill pressed on the halves. Her lips continued to hold on to his and she caged them with hers. She unzipped him and dipped her hands into his underpants, finding him semi-hard. From the tip to the base, nigh to the balls she stroked her hands and Bill gasped into her mouth, now, his hands held the nape of her neck in place. At that moment, she noticed her first theorem, Luiz Guerrero was bigger and longer than Bill. She wanted this thought out of her mind and she quickly forced Bill off his pants, unbuttoned his shirt, took off his singlets and unclad him in half of a minute. She wanted more of him in her so she could do away with the reverberating thoughts of Luiz. "I miss you," May said, May lied. She could tell that she never missed him. Luiz was more to her and she knew it. He filled the spaces when Bill was away with his sexuality and sensuality. With Luiz, there was no secret, he was more a companion, he was closer, more dependable and she also saw him as a fort she would run to if the situation around the contracted marriage with Bill's family becomes a deal that had a threat in it; her hunch told her it's coming there. "I miss you, Bill, she repeated and stared into his face for five seconds before kissing his neck and down to his collar. "I miss you too, sweetie," Bill returned and kissed her forehead, five in five seconds. After the kiss, Bill held her by the shoulder and endured that she laid recumbent beneath him and he returned the favour when he undid the knot that held her gown in a locked shape, she hence was naked under him. For the fifth time in three days, May was having another man in-between her laps. Not lapping them or being subjected to a medical check but preparing to come into her. 'Is this you? May, are you in there? How did I get here?' she asked herself. To the probes she gave herself, she couldn't provide an answer. She moaned and took lips into hers. She could feel that he was all soft, unlike Luiz who was all hard. When she wobbled her hands down his body, again, she felt the tenderness, which was what she used to enjoy. Bill's body pressed hers and she held him by the waist and encamped him between her laps. She ensured that her laps formed a lock and placed her lower heel on the small of his back. Then, she placed her hand between the union their torso made and held him, put him in place and helped him in sliding in. "Fill me, Bill," she whispered when the side of his head fell beside her mouth. With every entry, she could feel the tenderness, the will to not hurt, a thing that was absent with Luiz. 'Stop this s**t, May, Bill is here,' she said to herself and let out a moan. Bill held her legs and held them in place with his elbows while she placed her hands around his waist to propel him further and deeper. She heaved softly and threw her head back. Each time she looked around from Bill's face, the surging thought of Luiz will erupt and this time, she chose to harbour it. She chose not to cast her mind off it nor look away. At that time, she could feel, and she had a definition of what cheating meant. For years, she loved to think her circle of friends was perverted. She had reasons now and she contemplated on whether the reasons were genuine or not. Regardless, she had a better one with Luiz than she was doing presently with Bill. Bill gasped, vibrated in her hands and then went soft within her, he kissed her face and she went mute. She wanted more and held on to him with her hand still around his waist. Again, her hand went between the union of their torso and found him limped like an inflated balloon, and soft. She jacked him as he kept kissing. 'Remember, this is Bill, not Luiz,' her mind offered and she let go. Bill rolled away from her. May sighed and stared into the ceiling as though her hope would come from it. "I miss you, baby," Bill said and she was silent. The last thing her mind said to her was a short line, yet scary. She wanted more, but with Bill, there would be gaps and restart. But with Luiz, it was a short gap and lengthy deal. The new taste of Luiz had turned and toned her into an insatiable vulture. Bill's hand came over her and wound around her belly. She held his hand and sigh again. Still, Luiz continued in her mind. 'With Luiz, there was the durability, the length, the width, the agility, the creativity in angling and positioning and then, the drama it all birthed,' her mind kept pressing. She recalled the last encounter, where she whined and twirled in his hands and he never stopped knocking repeatedly on her doors. She thought she would be dented but it was all enjoyment for her. 'May,' she called herself softly, so soft that it was said alongside a sigh. 'You will need to meet Luiz again,' she said to herself. 'Undoubtedly,' she concluded. Bill held her breast and caressed it while his lips encircled the other. She felt him hardening again, and she turned to face him. She wanted more and would manage Bill for the moment. As Bill moved his body on her, she heaved. It was a mixed one, a concoction of the steamy moment and more of the fright that was generated from the path she was walking. She added a new tag to her title, 'May, a contracted wife to a billionaire, and a mafia boss' girlfriend.' - Twisted. 'You were such an innocent girl, how did you get here?' she asked herself.