Married to the Secret Billionaire

“God, I love your fucking pussy,” he murmurs, once he’s thrust completely inside me, his cock buried all the way in me, stretching my walls around him, making me feel totally full. “You still feel just as tight as that first time, even now.”

I wrap my legs around his waist, angling my hips up toward him so he can drive into me. But for a moment, we just lie there, our eyes locked. I squeeze my muscles, making my pussy tighten around him, and his grin widens. “It’s probably because your cock is so goddamn big,” I murmur in response, and he turns to kiss my neck, before he bites me, just hard enough to make me gasp.

“You like that, hmm?” He rocks back out of me, then thrusts back in, a little harder. “You like feeling my fat cock inside you?”

“Fuck yes,” I breathe, tightening my grip with my thighs, my hands still pinned over my head.

He tightens his grip on my wrists, his other hand going around my hip to brace himself. He rocks out, thrusts in again. “You like when I make you come on my cock?”

“Yes,” I moan, my voice getting breathier as he picks up the pace, starting to thrust into me over and over. “Yes, yes…”

“You like when I pump your belly full of my cum, is that it, dirty girl?” He runs his hand up from my hip over the smooth expanse of my belly, and I shiver at his touch, at the reminder that he put a baby inside me.

“Fuck yes,” I reply again, locking eyes with him, knowing my gaze is scorching hot. “I want you to fill me up, Ankor. Fuck me hard.”

It’s enough to push him into abandon mode. He lowers his hand back to my hip, braces himself and starts to fuck me harder, his balls slapping against my pussy as he drives into me so roughly, again and again. “You like it rough, dirty girl?” he asks, his voice a low growl as he gazes down at me, hot with desire.

“God, yes,” I moan, and he releases my wrists then so he can grab both of my hips and angle me toward him.

He arches his hips so the tip of his cock drags along my inner wall with each thrust, adding to the sensation, driving me wild. It doesn’t take long before I’m close.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” I gasp, hardly able to get the words out.

“That’s it. Come for me, like a good girl.” He drives into me again and again, and I can’t hold it back any longer.

I cry aloud as the orgasm sweeps through me, making my whole body shake. I can feel my pussy convulsing around his shaft, squeezing him hard. He tightens his hands around me, fucks harder, faster, and before long, I can feel him finishing inside me, his cum hot and wet, coating my pussy.

When we finally break apart, we’re both breathless, grinning. He pulls out of me and draws me against him, leaning in to kiss my cheek, my jaw, the edge of my mouth. “I love you, Sinclair,” he murmurs.

I reach up to wrap my hands around his, where they’re looped around my shoulders. “I love you, Ankor.” I grin a little. “How did we get such a wonderful life, again?”

“Lucky, I guess.” He arches an eyebrow. Then his hand drops between us to rest on my belly. “And soon, when our family is complete… it will be absolutely perfect.” He leans down to kiss my belly, and I smile so hard it actually hurts.

When I ran away to Maui, I thought I was fleeing my old life. But what I didn’t know was that I was actually running straight toward my new one. Straight toward the kind of life I’d always dreamt of having, but never really believed I could, because I didn’t think girls like me got happy endings.

Who knew? But if this is what it feels like to have it all… I could get used to this.

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