Bet You're Mine: A Lesbian Billionaire Fake Girlfriend Romance

She notices this and gives me a smile. She takes one hand and begins to explore my pussy as well. She’s not being nearly as coy as last time.

She pumps her fingers in and out of me. I thrust my hips against her hand, wanting more. She adds more fingers, stretching me open.

I love how she feels when she’s inside of me. I pull her up so I can kiss her. She kisses me back and uses her thumb to rub my clit.

I feel a shudder run through my body as I orgasm. I look into her eyes as I finish around her fingers.

I clutch onto her shoulders for support. It feels like the room is spinning even though I know we’re stationary.

She uses her free arm to hold me close to her as I orgasm. Through all of the pleasure I’m feeling, I realize that I’ve never felt as close to someone as I do to her in this moment.

When I come down from the orgasm, I kiss her. I feel love wash over me as our naked bodies intertwine with one another.

Twenty

Rafaela

I hold Heather close to me as she orgasms. It turns me on so much to see her like this.

As much as I regret that the bet hurt her, I’m so happy that I’m here with her in my arms. I never want her to be away from me again. I want to always be holding her and keeping her close to me.

I feel more like myself with her than I have with any other girl. Ironic, considering our relationship initiated on some falsehoods on my part. Still, I want to live in this feeling forever.

I’m a better person when I’m with her. I’m happier too. I’ve never felt this way before about anyone else. I don’t want to feel this way about anyone else either.

I feel like I’m living just to see her smile. I look down and see a small smile playing across her lips as she cuddles into me.

“It’s your turn now,” she says. She gently pushes me on my back and gets on top of her.

Her movements are gentle. They aren’t dom-like, like what I would do.

It’s not about her wanting to dominate me. She’s trying to make me feel as good as I’ve made her feel. It’s a sweet gesture.

I lay back and spread my legs for her. I want to give her access to all of me. I’m curious to see what she’ll do.

She kisses me deeply. Her hands run over my breasts and down my ribs. Her movements are gentle.

I arch my back up towards her as we kiss. I want more of her touch. I love the way it makes me feel.

She runs her hands down my sides to my hips and the upper parts of my legs. The movement is so simple, but so erotic. I feel the wetness between my legs grow.

I wrap my arms around her neck and deepen the kiss. I want to encourage her t

o keep exploring my body. I’m as much hers as she is mine.

I originally intended to have her be the putty in my hands, but it’s turned out that it’s the other way around.

That’s how it goes sometimes with doms and subs. It’s fun to play with them, but sometimes, the subs are the ones in control.

That’s the case right now. I would do anything for her. Hell, I threatened to leave the family business just to have her.

And I don’t regret any of it. Anything that leads me back to her is worth it. I’m going to spend the rest of my life making her smile.

And right now, she’s smiling as she touches me.

Each touch sends shivers down my spine. The gentleness of it all makes me yearn for more. It’s a feather-light touch that hits me like a ton of bricks.

Her fingers trail in between my inner thighs, getting closer to my pussy. She tentatively runs her fingers over my clit. The feeling is electric.