Playboy Billionaire

She felt Frank’s hands on either side of her face, and she expected him to hold her head still as he thrust into her throat, but she was surprised when he began to pull her off. Veronica gagged a little as he pulled out of her, and she took in a fast breath of air.

Frank released her face and moved his hand to take her up under the arms so that she was kneeling on the chair over him.

“That’s enough of that,” Frank growled, and Veronica shivered as he took hold of her hips.

Veronica whimpered and squirmed as she tried to lower herself onto his cock, but was held back by his grip over her hips. She knew he wanted it as much as she did, and she did not understand why he was holding her back.

“Please don’t tease me Frank,” she begged, a small whine in her voice. “I want you…”

“I want you too,” Frank uttered darkly, and Veronica could hear the raw lust on his voice. “But if we do this… there’s no turning back for you.”

Veronica took that in for a moment. He was right. So far, they had fooled around, but they hadn’t actually had sex. It was bad, but it was definitely something that she could get through with Calvin.

If she took this last step, she knew there was a good chance that Calvin would never forgive her if he found out. It would most likely be the end of their relationship. Even if he never found out, she would have to carry the knowledge that she had slept with another man with her for the rest of their relationship.

And yet, even as she realized all these things, she couldn’t bring herself to stand up from where she knelt straddling Frank’s body, her dripping lit mere inches away from the head of his cock. She could never remember ever feeling so alive and so adored by a man. The way his eyes seemed to devour her lit a blazing fire in her core, and made her feel like the vibrant, unique woman she had always pictured herself as.

Veronica’s body ached for the satisfaction of feeling Frank’s thick length slide into her, and she was barely aware of the fact that her hips were flexing in an effort to close the distance between her entrance and his tip. She could hardly think when her primal urges were crying out for her to be filled and taken.

Veronica knew what her decision was, and with little regard for the consequences, she wound her hands around Frank’s and intertwined her fingers with his. She looked into his eyes, telling him with her gaze that she had made her decision, and that she would accept the consequences for her actions.

Slowly, her muscles quivering with anticipation, she lowered herself until she could feel the heat of his cock head just at her entrance. She flexed her hips a little, and moaned at the sensation of his tip sliding along her entrance. She lowered herself still further, and she felt a wave of pleasure roll over her body as his tip was sheathed within her.

Veronica whimpered, and suddenly found it hard to catch her breath. Frank let go of her hands, and he took a gentle hold of her hips. Veronica squirmed and braced her hands against his chest as he guided her down slowly. When he was fully sheathed within her, he clasped her face between his hands and puller her in for a deep, passionate kiss. Their teeth clashed as they fairly devoured one another, and Veronica’s head spun as her pussy throbbed from how very tightly it was filled.

Veronica broke the kiss and balance back on her knees and toes. She slowly lifted up and whimpered as she felt her lips drag along his cock as she pulled out almost completely, and then lowered herself back down.

Veronica locked eyes with Frank as she repeated this motion a couple of times, and then she increased her pace. Faster than what she had intended, Veronica soon found herself riding him with wild abandon, her fingernails digging into the flesh of his shoulders and chest.

Veronica felt free and invincible. She couldn’t remember ever doing this before, and she cried out every time she crashed down onto his cock, his length piercing a sensitive spot within her that Calvin had never been able to discover.

Veronica looked down into Frank’s face and tried to judge how he was responding. Each time their eyes met, Veronica felt as though an electric shock had gone straight

to her sex. It was not long at all before she felt her body heading to another orgasm.

As if on cue, Frank took hold of her hips and held her still as he thrust up into her. Veronica cried out and dug her nails into his chest, eliciting a growl from him. Veronica felt her muscles clamp down over him, and she let out a sob.

Veronica’s mind spun as he continued to pound into her after her orgasm, and he let out a groan as she felt his member stiffen and jerk inside of her, bathing her insides with his seed. Veronica collapsed on top of him, and they both breathed heavily in the aftermath of their mutual climax.

Veronica nuzzled her head into Frank’s chest, and he ran his hand up and down her back. She realized that a soft smile had made its way onto her face, indicative of her deep satisfaction. She knew that the next day she would be sore between her legs, and she had never been so happy about anticipating pain.

They stayed that way, silently laying with each other in his chair. Eventually, Veronica lifted her hips up off him, and winced a little when his softened member left her.

“Are you alright?” Frank asked, his dark eyes shining with concern. His hands cupped her face and gently stroked over her hair.

“I’m…” Veronica shook her head with wonderment. “I haven’t felt so incredible in a long time.”

“Neither have I,” Frank whispered with a smile. He gathered her close to his chest and placed a tender kiss on her forehead.

They lingered there for a while longer. After a while, Veronica felt Frank stir beneath her, and before she knew it, she was settled bridal style in his arms, and he rose from the chair.

“Come on, let’s get cleaned up,” Frank smiled down at her.

He carried her into the small bathroom that was connected to the office. It was just a half bath, but a very nice one. Frank set her down on the long counter, and reached to a stack of wash clothes and hand towels closer to the sink. He turned on the hot water and let it warm, then soaked it and wrung it out.

Veronica could see a spark of Darkness in Frank’s eyes as he ran the cloth up between her thighs, and gently bathed her sex. She felt a soft surge of desire, and she squirmed a little under his hand. Soon, though, he was done, and she felt a little disappointed when he withdrew. She must have pouted, for Frank chuckled at her.

“Always ready, I see,” he noted playfully, and kissed her cheek. He got another washrag, and bathed his own member, and then turned to open the door of the closet along one of the walls.