The Billionaire's Runaway Heiress

chapter 2

I was so sure he loved me but it turned out he was using me all along.I couldn’t help but think of what could have made David do this to me as I walked in my bare feet along the cold rough pavement.Anyone seeing me for the first time would think I was crazy. The cold evening air bit against my skin, but I didn’t care. A cruel echo of the turmoil was raging inside. Every step felt heavy, weighed down by the shame at St. Augustine’s Cathedral and the mocking whispers still echoing in my ears. My chest heaved, but I didn’t stop. Anger, sadness, and desperation swirled in my blood.The sun had finally gone down in the sky and the long shadows seemed to laugh at me with every step I took. As I turned the corner, I caught my breath when I saw a man walking towards his car from a glass building. He moved with an easy confidence, his tall frame dressed in a dark, fitted shirt rolled up at the sleeves, paired with jeans. It was quite casual but still striking.His face was hidden behind dark sunglasses but the sun had painted streaks of amber on the lenses. He looked unruffled. Something about him held an air of composure.I stumbled, my breaths coming in short gasps. I hesitated for a moment before I made up my mind.I ran towards him, my voice panicked. “Please, I need your help,” I stuttered suddenly, shaking and clasped my hands.He stopped his keys inches from the car door. He turned his head to the side, his face behind the sunglasses was unreadable. “Hmm, are you alright?” His voice was calm, and that was a great relief.“No! I mean... I will be if you drive me home.” I waved my hand as if that explained everything. “My car broke down,” I explained hastily, though my words tumbled out rapidly. “I’ve got no money on me, no phone. I need a ride home,” my eyes pleaded with him. “I’ll pay you once we get there—as much as you want.” He raised an eyebrow as if considering my offer. “And do I look like a taxi driver?” His voice was low, smooth, with just a hint of amusement.“No,” I said sharply, frustration bubbling up. “I said, I’ll pay you for your trouble.” He looked at me for a moment, but instead of refusing, he let a polite smile play on his lips, still maintaining an unreadable look. “You're quite bold for someone who's about to ruin my seats.” He said, looking me up and down. “Now look here, my family is wealthy. I can pay you—hell, I could even replace this rust bucket for you.” I half glanced at the old model. “Or you can stand there and judge me while I find another ride.”The man chuckled softly, pulling his keys from his pocket. “Alright, Cinderella. Hop in.” I exhaled, my breath carrying both relief and leftover frustration with it. I climbed into the passenger seat, sinking into the leather with a sigh. The inside smelled slightly of leather and expensive cologne.The silence in the car was thick, I expected him to have many questions for me but his face was steady on the road.I couldn’t resist glancing at him from the corner of my eye. He was handsome, annoyingly so, with sharp features and a jawline that could cut glass, but something about him that set my nerves on edge. Perhaps it was his composure, the way he seemed entirely unaffected by my chaotic state. Honestly, his good looks didn't fit this rust bucket he was driving. But I dismissed the thought quickly—what did it matter?“What’s your name?” I asked, breaking the silence.“Nick,” he replied curtly.“Just Nick?”“Does it matter?” I huffed, crossing my arms. “Well, Nick, just don’t think I’m some crazy woman. I’ve had quite… the day.” He chuckled softly, “That much is obvious."I rolled my eyes, "you should see the other guy."The ride continued in silence, save for the hum of the engine. Every sharp memory of David’s betrayal resurfaced, the ache in my chest twisting tighter. I needed to feel something—anything—besides this hollow pain.I stole another glance at Nick. The way his hands gripped the steering wheel, firm but relaxed, sent an unexpected shiver down my spine. His forearms flexed slightly with every turn, and his jaw tightened as he focused on the road. He looked effortlessly composed, yet undeniably strong.Heat pooled low in my stomach, and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. What was wrong with me?I tried to shake the thoughts away, but they only grew louder. The curve of his lips, the way his shirt clung to his shoulders… My breath hitched, and I pressed my thighs together, hoping he wouldn’t notice the flush creeping up my neck.Nick’s voice broke through my haze. “Should I make this turn?”I blinked, snapping back to reality. “Left,” I mumbled, my voice unsteady.The car rolled to a stop outside my apartment complex. I fumbled with the door handle, suddenly desperate to escape this storm of emotions. “Follow me up,” I said quickly. “I need to grab my wallet.”Nick arched a brow, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “Alright.”Inside, the air felt heavier, more charged. Nick leaned casually against the wall, arms crossed as he took in the sparse decor of my apartment. “Nice place.” His calm demeanor only heightened the tension bubbling inside me.I turned to him, heart pounding. Before I could overthink, I slid the straps of my dress off my shoulders, letting the fabric fall to the floor. The gesture was bold, reckless—but I needed this.Nick’s sunglasses slipped down his nose, revealing dark, piercing eyes. For the first time, his composure faltered, just slightly.Nick didn't change his look, but his sunglasses slipped down a bit, revealing sharp, dark eyes watching me closely. "I think I lost my purse," I said, keeping my voice low, almost a whisper. "But I can pay you another way.”I moved closer until I stood directly below him but he didn’t retreat. “I have condoms.”“Ohh? you sure about this?” he asked, looking down at me over his glasses. “I might not be able to hold back once we get started.”My chest tightened as I stood before him, feeling the weight of his gaze. I took a shaky breath and nodded. “I just need to forget today. Even if it’s only for tonight.”Nick’s eyes darkened, his body shifting slightly closer. The air between us was charged, humming with an intensity that made my skin tingle. “You’re playing with fire,” he said, his voice low and rough.I didn’t hesitate. “Then let it burn.”My fingers brushed against his arm, my bare skin sparking against his warmth. His muscles tensed under my touch, and for a moment, I thought I saw something flicker in his eyes—recognition, maybe—but it was gone too quickly to tell.He took another step closer, towering over me now. His silence was deafening, his gaze tracing the lines of my face and then drifting lower, slowly, deliberately. The heat in his eyes left a trail over my skin, making it hard to breathe.I sank onto the couch, my trembling hands brushing over my thighs. I let my fingers trace small, aimless patterns on the soft skin, trying to steady the chaos inside me. A soft gasp escaped my lips, but I didn’t stop.When I looked up, Nick was watching me with an intensity that stole the air from my lungs. He wasn’t saying anything, but the look in his eyes spoke volumes. His jaw was tight, his hands clenched at his sides as if holding himself back.I swallowed hard, my voice barely audible. “I don’t care what you think of me,” I said, my breath hitching. “I just need this.”Nick moved in a single, fluid motion, closing the distance between us. He knelt in front of me, his hands bracing on either side of my hips. His face was close—so close I could feel the heat radiating from him.“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he murmured, his breath brushing against my lips.“Then show me,” I whispered.And he did.Nick’s lips crashed into mine, firm yet urgent, like a dam breaking after being held back for too long. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me closer as his kiss deepened. A rush of heat surged through me, chasing away every thought, every ache from the day.I sank into him, my fingers tangling in his hair, holding on as if letting go would mean falling apart. The world outside disappeared; all that remained was the fire between us I could feel his c**k getting harder, so I reached out and touched it, biting a side of my lips gently, I reached out with my other hand. I needed my two hands to take hold of it, it was so big and heavy… ugh, but it felt so good. You could see how desperate I was to get it out of those jeans. Finally, after fumbling the belt undone, I pushed his pants to his knees. I gasped at the sight of it.Mmm, he was so much bigger than David.I let my fingers play along the length of it, taking in every inch, It was a beautiful sight to behold. I wanted it inside me, filling me up, and making me forget about everything else. "f**k me, Nick," I whispered into his ear, my lips touching his in a kiss, warm just as I knew they would be.His lips were firm and smooth, I sucked at his tongue, lips matched to his. I kiss like I was meant to taste him. He kissed me back, leaving the hairs on my skin standing as his hands roamed over my hips and our tongues danced together. I needed to feel wanted, desired and to get every trace of David off me. My hands clawed his shirt, popping buttons and sliding sides onto his hot bare skin. He made little noises into my ear as my hand found a small hard n****e and pinched it.I hugged shamelessly against him, feverish with desire, feeling his thick flesh against my thrusting. Dragging my n*****s across his skin, our mouths joined again. This time, he finally took charge. Carrying me to the couch and kissing my neck, with my arms wrapped around his neck. He gently pulled off my lingerie, exposing my breasts and p***y. He kissed his way down my body, his lips finding my hard n*****s. He sucked and bit at them, causing me to elicit soft cries of pleasure. He was just as eager to give it to me as I was to have it, I barely could manage his magnificent erection. "Yes, Nick, just like that," I gasped as he moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down my stomach and into the wet heat of my p***y. He licked and sucked at my c**t, as I tremble beneath him reaching my first o****m of the night."Wow, you've got such beautiful t**s," he said, cupping them gently, "and that p***y is so wet." His deep bass almost makes his whisper sound like a hum. He started fingering me, and I was moaning and writhing in pleasure. I seriously couldn't believe how amazing it felt. I had been so stressed out all day, but now all my worries just disappeared."f**k me, Nick," I begged, as my legs fell wide with him getting into position over me. He slid inside, feeling my tight walls wrap around his c**k, as he began to push forward and backwards quickly. "Oh, yes, I love it" I panted, my hands gripping his ass as he drove deeper and deeper inside me. "Yes, just like that, Nick. Keep going." He really went for it. Our bodies were just slapping together as we got closer to the edge. I could feel his balls tightening up as he kept going in and out of me. "Yes, Nick, yes," I moaned, "f**k me harder." It was just as I imagined it to be.Oh, I like a man with plenty of experience, who knows how to please his woman in bed.He grabbed my legs and pulled them up, f*****g me deeper and harder. I could feel my o****m building up inside me, and I knew I was going to c*m soon. He f****d like he knew just how I loved it, giving me several shallow thrusts, then without warning, going as deeply into me as he can, making me take his full-length several times. "I'm about to c*m, Nick," I yelled, "keep going, keep going."He kept pounding me, causing me to c*m so much harder than I ever had in my life. I could feel his c**k twitching in my loins, so I knew he was nearly finished, too. "I'm going to c*m, Vanessa," he said, "just take it all." He pulled out and cummed all over my t**s and stomach. I could feel his warm c*m on my skin, and it got me even more turned on. "That was amazing, Nick," I said, catching my breath."Yes, it was," he said, finally giving out a big smile at me. That smile felt different, I just couldn’t help but find myself going back to sit where he lay on the couch and running my finger against his broad chest.He immediately reacted back, with his hand caressing my skin and slowly moving from my legs to thigh and ending in my pussy.He looked at me calmly and said, “Can I go ahead.” “One more” Looking at his c**k already hardened, I smiled and replied. “What are you waiting for?”He laid down, and this time, I was about to ride him to the forbidden land. But then, the door creaked open. “What the hell is this, Nessa?” David shouted as he stepped into the house accompanied by his brand new wife.