Page 35 of Secret Baby for Dr. Billionaire

“Touch your pussy and see how wet you are.” True enough, it was soaking wet, and I was afraid that I’d stain the bed. But given how satisfied he seemed to me, I reckoned he didn’t give a shit.

“Keep going. Play with your clit like you do when you’re alone, baby.” I arched my back, trying to catch my breath from the euphoria I was feeling. It was intoxicating being watched, and the kink of it made it even more exciting.

“Touch your cock, baby. Show me how much you want me.” I didn’t know where that came from, but there was something about having sex with Ben that made me feel safe like he would humor me and indulge all my filthy requests.

“Such a filthy mouth you have. But since you asked so nicely.” He removed his pants, and the budge behind the fabric of his boxers told me he was also excited about our little rendezvous. Thank God Sofi was fast asleep.

“Holy shit.” I forgot how big he was, and the sight of him made me want to go on my knees and suck him off. I wondered if he’d still ruin me with it.

“Did I tell you to stop playing with your pussy, baby?” I didn’t realize that I was ogling him, so I continued circling my sensitive clit, writhing under each stroke. “That’s right.”

“Your dick is so fucking big.”

“It isn’t something you haven’t tried out before.”

“You look so fucking hot stroking your cock like that.”

“I forgot how bold you are. Now shut that pretty mouth of yours and put a finger inside your pussy for me.” It was like Ben controlled my mind because I was doing everything he wanted me to.

My skin was hot, sweat dripped from my temples into my hair, and the sensation of my fingers made my knees shake. I’d never touched myself like this before, but with him instructing me and hearing his groans, God. I could get used to this.

“I want you to fuck me. Please.”

“Your patience will be rewarded, babe. Now finger fuck that pussy of yours. Show me how wet that pussy is. Let me hear it.” I fucked myself faster, curving my fingers upwards, trying to reach my G-spot.

“Fuck, Ben. Please.”

“Faster, baby. You can do better than that. Is this how you fuck yourself when no one is watching, Chloe?”

“Yes.” I brought myself upright, my free arm supporting me as I went deeper and faster until I could feel my pussy squirting from the wetness. And Ben matched my pace, stroking his cock from where he was standing, his jaw clenching as he tried to control his urges.

“Look at how hard you make my cock, baby. You haven’t even touched it yet.”

“I’m going to come, Ben,” I whimpered.

“Not yet.”

“Please.”

“Fuck, Chloe. Fuck yourself with your finger, baby. Just like that. Listen to your fucking pussy all wet for me. Faster. Harder. Curl those fucking fingers inside. Just like that. Good fucking girl.”

“Ben, please. I can’t hold out much longer.”

“Look at me. Look at me, Chloe. You’re such a good girl. Faster baby. Look at how soaked you are.” He stroked his cock harder and faster, and I heard him curse under his breath. I’m going to come, baby.” His dick was gleaming from his pre-cum, and the vein was building around his girth.

“Come all over me, Ben. Come on, my fucking tits.”

“Oh, baby. Look at me when you come.” He took a step closed and positioned his dick on my stomach, stroking it as he went, and I didn’t stop my fingers in my pussy as well, even though there were getting tired.

“Ben!” The orgasm was so powerful my legs shook, and I felt like someone had just punched me in the stomach. I muffled my scream by biting my lower lip because the last thing I wanted was to wake up Sofi and ruin the night.

“Fuck! Fuck! Chloe! Ugh!” Ben’s strokes slowed, but each one was harder than the next, and he ejaculated on my stomach. His cum painted the skin on my abdomen, and some got on my breast. It was a beautiful sight. He looked at me with admiration, lacing his intense eyes.

“Come here,” he instructed, rolling down a condom he got from his drawer before positioning himself by my entrance. I stared at the ceiling, waiting for him to hit home, my chest heaving and my heart pounding in my ears. “Are you sure about this, babe? You can say no.”

“I wouldn’t be able to.” I looked at him with a frown, wondering why he was stalling. I mean, it was a little bit too late to say no now after he just came all over me.

“Say it. Consent isn’t something we should leave on a vague note.”

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