The Billionaire's Submission

CHAPTER THREE

Nathan lay on the bed naked and sweaty, a blue satin sheet carelessly tossed over his waist. He placed his hand beneath his head as he tried to even his breath. A slim soft hand with green-painted long nails rubbed his chest.

“You seem distracted today, Nathan,” Cynthia said as she rested on her elbow to look at him, her left breast softly resting on his arm. She kept on rubbing his chest. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” He replied gruffly. Pushing her hand away, he sat up on the bed and quietly reached out for his cigarettes on the bed stand.

Cynthia got up and walked naked to the vanity chair where her robe was. She draped the silk robe on her body, then went to him.

She collected the lit cigarette from him and drew from it. Nayhan looked at her coolly as she blew out the smoke. Her hair still looked good after the s*x they just had. He lit another cigarette.

“You know you can always talk to me, Nathan,” she said softly. He scoffed as he drew from his cigarette.

“If I tell you what's on my mind, what would you do about it?” He asked slowly, giving her a piercing gaze.

“Well…” She shrugged, leaning on the wall.

“I'll listen and what's that saying? A problem shared is a problem half solved.”

He laughed out loud.

“Cynthia, sharing my problems with you only escalates it. You know, most of the time, you really should keep your pretty mouth closed. It only work well in the bedroom”

She frowned at that. He chuckled as he drew in another from his cigarette.

A moment passed, then she stubbed out the cigarette she was holding, climbed the bed seductively and knelt behind him. She began to seductively massage his back.

“Nathan…” She started softly. “We've been doing this for months now. I was thinking… maybe it's time we…you know…take things to another level.”

“Another level?” He paused on his cigarette.

“Yeah… Let the world know that we are together…”

Nathan shrugged her off his back. He sighed and looked up.

“If you're trying to get me angry, Cynthia, it's working.”

“I thought you loved me” she asked petulantly.

“Love?!” He turned to her, disgusted. “Let's not have this conversation again. It's distasteful. And besides, I'm getting married soon.” He snuffed out his cigarette. He raised his brow at her when she gasped.

“I will still keep you even after I'm married. You'd still be useful.”

“How can you say that to me?” She knelt on the bed, tying her robe around her middle, forcing tears to her eyes. “You can't get married. After everything I sacrificed for you. I left my husband because of you. I abandoned everyth…”

She choked as his hand came around her neck like a vice. He moved so quickly that she didn't see him coming. She held his hand, trying to remove it, coughing.

“You really are on a row in getting me pissed today” he said so quietly, giving her a steely gaze.

“You left your husband on your own accord, came to me because of my money, and so far, I've been generous with you.”

“I guess you abandoned everything for this house, the cars, the designers, the unnecessary vacations, the credit card, the lavish parties you throw, and the substance you use…” Her eyes widened.

“Yeah…you think I don't know how you spend my money?”

Tears slipped from her eyes as she struggled to breathe.

“I only keep you to satisfy my needs, so shut the hell up. Like I said…” He removed his hand from her neck. “Your mouth is only good for one thing,”

With one move, he had her back on the bed. “—and so is your body.”

With another move, he tore her robe off from her body. “Put it to use now.” He said and drove himself into her.

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Rachael checked the bed stand clock and realized it was almost 7 in the morning. She hadn't slept a wink. She had been tossing and was restless almost all through the night. The fact that her Dad wanted her to marry an old man made her so angry.

Why didn’t he ask Roselyn to do that? And also, the fact that her crush was just a room away kept her restless too. She saw him first before Roselyn, she thought.

When he entered the music store where she and Roselyn frequented, she liked him instantly.

She remembered meeting him and asked what he was looking for. He smiled and asked if she was in charge.

She sighed, remembering his smile.

They had joked around a little bit before she introduced him to Roselyn. She remembered how he took a liking to Roselyn immediately. That was three years ago. She sighed again and turned.

She’d kissed him last Christmas in Roselyn’s room and he had kissed her back. She smiled at the memory. She reckoned he thought she was a little girl when they first met and that was why he took a liking to Roselyn. Well, she’s not a little girl anymore.

She got up from the bed and went to the living room where he was still sleeping. He was shirtless and wearing just slacks.

She began to undress herself quietly until she was naked. She went to the couch where he was laid and knelt beside him.

She studied him for a moment. He was very handsome. Wasn’t that why she liked him so much? She trailed her finger along his chest and chuckled softly when he moved.

She placed her lips on his, and then slid her tongue over his lips. He opened his eyes. It widened when she came into focus.

“Wha…” he started.

“Shhhh” she shushed, putting a finger on his lips. He held her hand to remove it from his lips when the hand on his chest went down his waist.

He jerked up when her hand grazed him.

He was fully awake and aroused.

He tried getting up when she kissed him forcefully to keep him down. He held her shoulders, trying to take her off of him when she smoothly climbed and straddled him.

He looked at her. Christ! She was naked.

He felt his blood leaving his brain.

“Rachael… we need to stop this.” His voice was raspy. He tried clearing his throat. She smiled and brought his hands to her breasts. He moaned.

“Do you want me to stop?” She asked softly, rocking him. He groaned. “Hmmmm?”

He watched as he guided his hands in kneading her breasts. On its own will, his hands kneaded her n*****s and watched as it perked up.

She moaned as she moved her hips seductively over him. Collin knew he was no longer in control of his brain and his body.

She jerked his head up and brought his mouth to her left n****e. He suckled hungrily. That was when he lost it. He brought his arm around her and flipped her so that she was on her back.