Pregnant By The Billionaire

2 The Night Before

The Night Before Continued

It was like we were in unison as I was grinding my hips down and he was pushing his up. Our makeup session was hot and messy, something I didn’t know I liked. I'm sure I read about it but I have never had it in real life. His mouth left mine and immediately found its way to my neck. He latched on like a leech, resulting in my eyes rolling back as my lips parted to let him know he had found my sweet spot with no issues. As the sound left my lips, I felt him twitch beneath me, turning me on further. I bit my lip as he bit me harder.

His mouth was doing wonders and I wanted to put mine to work too. I pushed off of him, dropping to my knees in front of him. He looked good at all angles and it was making me burn from the inside out. I wanted him to feel as irresistible as I felt. The liquor was giving me courage, but I wasn’t far gone and I wanted this. I generally sober up quickly and I wanted another drink, but not before I tasted him…

I unbuckled his belt and pants button. He let me struggle for a bit before helping me to free the star of the show. Yes, this man is hands down gorgeous, but I didn’t expect his d*** to be as well.

I wrapped my hand around the base before I ran my tongue on the tip as I watched him, watch me. I was never one to give head, but something about him made me want to please him. I wanted him to praise me, to feel good with my hands and mouth. I placed the tip in my mouth, wasting no time on exploring his taste and limits. I have to admit I am a tease, so I worked the tip until his hands were all but ripping my hair from my scalp and attempting to force me to take more.

I repositioned myself to accommodate for him to take control. I could tell he was losing it and I was happy I could make him feel this way. He thrust vigorously and with no restraint. My throat was going to be sore, but as I watched him lose control, I knew if I had the chance to do it all again, I would. His thrusting was wild and as he started to drive deeper, causing me to drool, he looked at me and released. I sucked until he let go of my hair.

“Well that was fun”, I smiled, standing as he watched me stand.

His gaze had yet to change but I was sobering up and wanted to get back to the bar. I walked to the bathroom to add water to my naturally curly hair to fix the areas he messed up before exiting the bathroom.

“It was great to meet you Alex and thank you for that”, I smiled to myself as I walked to the door to exit.

I turned the knob to open the door but it didn’t budge and the heat radiating from my back told me why. I turned and Alex pushed me against the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?”, He eyed me like a lion does his prey.

“I want another drink and I'm going to call it a night”, I whispered.

“Come home with me”, he stated.

“What?”, I furrowed my brows.

“Come home with me”, he repeated.

“Look, I'd love to but I have an early morning tomorrow”. I would have backed up so I could think straight but the door…

“So do I”, he countered.

“I don’t know what to say”, I looked down.

His hand cupped my face, bringing my face back up to be in his line of sight.

“Say yes, I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel”, his eyes were fierce.

“I don't know, I don't usually do this and I am sure you’ve heard it before but I don’t”, I bit my lip, causing his gaze to drop to my mouth, “And I am grown, so I don't regret this because I've never gone home with a man that wasn’t mine”. My thoughts started to jumble a bit, going back and forth with the pros and cons.

“I won’t force you, of course, but just think of me as yours for the night if that helps”, he kissed me again.

Him as mine.

I could get with that, for the night of course.

I pushed him away, “Ok”.

“Ok?”, he pulled back to look into my eyes.

“I'll come home with you, but don’t expect me to be the clingy type after I have a life”, I crossed my arms in all seriousness. I didn’t want to be with anyone and with me trying to scale and open a second coffee shop I didn’t have time.

He laughed, kissing me again before leading me out of the VIP area and the club. A black car met us at the front of the club. He opened the back door, allowing me to enter first with him following me closely.

I didn’t miss the curious look his driver gave me as if I was a ghost. I guess he really didn’t do this often and that made me want him more. Something others couldn’t have was all mine for the night.