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“No.” I took both hands and lifted them to her stomach. She writhed in desire, her hips rising as she searched for relief. “Let me.”
She yanked off the pajama top, exposing her tits to my hungry gaze. Large tits, perfect areolas, tipped by rosy peaks and nipples that looked like strawberry candies. She trailed her hands up her stomach and circled each nipple. The buds, already flushed and perked, hardened and grew rosier beneath my gaze. I watched her pinch and pull, her fingers twisting each one painfully.
“Fuck me, Chad,” she ordered. “If you don’t fuck me, I’ll take care of things myself.” She lifted up and brought a big swollen breast to her lips, licking the nipple and then sucking it into her mouth, gazing at me with eyes so dark with lust the pupils almost disappeared. The depths of a stormy dangerous sea shone in her eyes, and I was drowning, caught in a typhoon.
“You don’t give me orders, Zoe,” I said quietly, each word dropping like a stone. “I’m in control here. If you want something from me, you’re going to have to beg.”
Something flashed in her eyes, something as hard and needy as what lived in me. We were both too proud for our own good, too arrogant to think beyond ourselves, but filled with such lust and sexual greed that we’d do almost anything for a fuck, to come, to ease the ache. She gave me a sultry smile and shocked the hell out of me when she said, “Fuck me, Chad... I’m fucking begging you. Make me cum with your big, thick cock.”
I hooked my hands beneath her knees, lifted her legs high, and plunged my cock so far into her pussy that she screamed and arched with the pleasure.
As I slammed into her again and again, her muscles fisting around my dick like a tight wet glove, her hands clutching at my arms, I felt like I’d come home. I found both pleasure and pain buried balls deep in her hot, wet, pulsing cunt.
We came together, tensing, seizing, flexing, loudly, like the old days, and fell into each other’s arms.
Zoe pressed her cheek to my chest and sighed.
I kissed the top of her head and prayed that this time it would last.
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The Billionaire Next Door
Blurb
I watched him every chance I got since I moved into the mansion beside his. I always told myself that I would talk to him, that I was going to find the nerve and gather my confidence to at least say hi to him but each day it got harder and harder to do. I wasn’t sure if he would even respond to me. The way he held himself, the way he moved he looked as if he was happy being by himself. I didn’t see him with anyone, there was never a woman that came to the house unless he went out to meet them and didn’t bring them home but I didn’t think that was the case at all. When Glenda offered to invite him to dinner I thought it was out of the question. I didn’t want to be rejected, I didn’t want to have him laugh at the thought of coming over for dinner but when I had given her permission to go over, I didn’t realize that it was going to change the rest of my life. I didn’t know that the happier moments in life were just around the corner for me. If it wasn’t for Glenda I was never going to find the nerve to talk to Luke Wayward. I would still be just staring at him, wondering what kind of man he was on the inside. It was because of her that my life has turned out better than what it was when I first moved in next door.
Chapter 1
I first noticed him when I moved into the mansion beside him, he stayed to himself but when I saw him out on his porch in the evening or when he got ready to leave I saw how he walked, as if he owned the ground beneath his feet, he had the body of a personal trainer, I thought about asking him a few times if he was willing to give private lessons, wondering if he would help me form muscles like him. I swore that one day I was going to gather the courage to ask him, to gather the courage to even say hi to him was the plan every day but I never did, whenever I tried to open my mouth the words wouldn’t come out, I didn’t think he even knew I existed and if he had he must’ve thought I was a joke the way I looked at him.
My name is Linda Evans, I have straight blond hair and light blue eyes, a slender body that any man would want but I didn’t want just any man to notice me. I wanted him to notice me, I wanted him to look at me and see the hot desire for me in his eyes that couldn’t be denied.
This morning I was looking at him through my kitchen window. The maids were working around me as I stared out the window and watched him tanning on his back deck. I felt like a stalker at times but that was only when I thought he was going to catch me. He took my breath away and he didn’t even know it, he wasn’t the first man that I had liked without getting to know them. I just never had the confidence to approach the men that I liked, letting them slip through my fingers.
“Ms. Evans I think that you should go over and say hello to him, you’ve lived here three months and you still haven’t approached him, he still hasn't even uttered a single hello to him.” The house maid stated.
I looked at her, she was wiping down the kitchen table, the short woman with black hair and dark blue eyes stared back at me. It was easy for her to say, but if she was in my shoes she wouldn’t be saying that. She would be just as nervous as I was.
“I don’t think that’s going to happen. He doesn’t even know I’m alive.” I sighed, rolling my eyes and shaking my head.
I turned my attention back to the window and watched him as he continued to sunbath. His gold brown hair looked as if it needed a trim but it was what looked him rugged. His tanned body was fit and I could see the muscles rippling down his body from where I was standing. I imagined myself giving him a massage and bit down on my lip to keep a moan from escaping my mouth.
“It wouldn’t be hard to send him an invitation to come over for dinner.” She sighed, shaking her head and starting the dishwasher.
“Thank you but if I’m going to make a fool out of myself I’d rather do it myself.” I laughed at her suggestion.
I was surprised that she would suggest such a thing, after all I couldn’t talk to him let alone invite him to dinner. He would think that I was crazy. We didn’t know each other and I could just see him laughing at the invitation in front of him.
“It’s a way to get to know him.” She pointed out, starting the dishwasher and getting ready to walk out of the kitchen.
“Do it, send him an invitation for tonight.” I blurted out before she left the room, seeing a smile come to her face.
“You’re going to be glad you did, he’s a very handsome man and I know that if he gave you the chance than you two could make a cute couple.” She grinned, leaving the broom and dustpan in the corner of the kitchen to write up an invitation and send it over to him.
I closed my eyes and leaned against the counter, I couldn’t believe the words had come out of my mouth. She was right though, he would never know who I was if I didn’t do something. If I didn’t take the step to have him come over and get to know me. I would always wonder what it would be like to admire him from afar, never knowing if we could’ve been an item.
I went upstairs and took a soothing bath, I had candles lighting the bathroom, my radio was on at a low volume. I had my eyes closed and took deep breaths. I wasn’t sure if I could show my face outside if he declined the invitation. I wasn’t sure how I was going to make it through if he didn’t want to come over to dinner. My anxiety was growing higher and higher as the minutes ticked by on the clock in the bathroom. I just kept praying that he would except my invite for dinner if he did than I knew that I would have my chance to make him mine.
