Her bare p***y grinds against my stomach. She moans as her c**t brushes against my abdomen. Her hips buck but I hold her tight, walking her over to the bed.
Which is far, considering my bedroom is enormous.
I lay her down on the mattress, my hands lingering along her curves. I slowly and meticulously unfasten her stilettos, each click of the buckle echoing in the room.
"What a gentleman," she murmurs. "I like this service-my hot billionaire boss undressing me."
I c***k a bittersweet smile. The truth is, she is accustomed to this kind of treatment, she just doesn't remember it.
"But I won't be a gentleman for long-enjoy it while it lasts."
Her breathing speeds up as she looks up at me with wide, pleading eyes. "Oh, oh my God," she murmurs tentatively.
I smirk down at her. "Do you kno
