Page 39 of Secret Baby for Dr. Billionaire

“Easier said than done.”

“How about we show up there, stay twenty minutes tops. If you still have doubts by then, we get out of there and come back home.”

She wasn’t used to being surrounded by people, especially family. She told me that she didn’t know her parents growing up, and it bugged me that she didn’t have a parental model to look up to. Her strength amazed me in so many ways.

“Cheers to that.”

“Cheers.”

She brought the glass to her lips, and I watched her with awe and curiosity. Mostly the former. But she didn’t down the drink. Instead, she licked the edge of the glass and licked her lip, biting it.

She looked up at me through her long, delicate lashes, and it told me enough that she knew exactly what she was doing.

But I told myself I wouldn’t budge until she was ready. So I let out a chuckle and shook my head in amusement. She was starting a war she couldn’t win.

“What?”

“We won’t be able to leave if you keep looking at me like that.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she teased, taking a sip from her drink.

“Uh-huh.” Narrowing my eyes at her, I leaned forward, leveling my eyes with her. “Stop it, Chloe. Christ.”

“You say we have thirty minutes?”

“Twenty.”

“A lot can happen in twenty minutes.” She was seducing me with her breathy voice and coy smile. I could see her rapid pulse in her neck, signaling that she was anxious.

“What do you have in mind?”Say it, Chloe.

“I don’t know.”

“The clock is ticking, babe. If you tell me now, we can make the most out of our twenty—no, eighteen minutes. Tell me what you want.” The thing about powerplay was that it was a double-edged sword. Especially when the person you were playing with was smart.

That was what was happening here. Chloe held the cards, but in reality, I was the one making the essential moves to get what I wanted. And what I wanted right now was her. She could have the power once she’d choose to play a little longer.

Thankfully, I wasn’t the only one aroused.

“Kiss me.”

“Thank God,” I sighed, cupping her face with both hands before passionately kissing her red, cherry-flavored lips.

There was no time for savoring the moment because we were racing against the clock, and Chloe needed to let loose a little bit. If this was what she needed, I’d happily give it to her. “I don’t have a condom here,” I added in between kisses.

“I’m on the pill. And I’ll take the morning-after.”

Great. I hurriedly grabbed her waist, twisting her before bringing my lips to her ears and whispered, “Hands on the counter. This will be quick, okay?”

I raised the material of her dress to her waist, and the lace underwear she was wearing made my cock jump out of my pants. I was usually great when it came to self-control. But every time I was around this woman, it was gone.

Unzipping my pants, I pulled them down halfway on my legs and positioned my bare, throbbing cock by the entrance of her pussy.

“Hurry up, Be—Shit! Yes. Faster.” I slammed into her without warning, and thankfully, she didn’t struggle. Perhaps her body was remembering that she was made for my cock.

“You know, the first thing I thought when I saw you tonight?” I bent against her, and my hands remained on her hips, guiding myself deeper into her pussy. I was careful not to grab and ruin her hair. So far, the only thing I had ruined about her was her lipstick and her pussy.

“Tell me,” she whimpered, her tight little cunt pulsating around my hard cock. Condoms were essential when I fucked my women, but tonight, as I said, control was absent. So, I allowed this to happen without a rubber. My trust was put to the test. I needed to take her word that she was on the pill and she’d take Plan B so we wouldn’t find ourselves in the same position as before.

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