LOVING THE REJECTED BILLIONAIRE

He stares at me, his eyes glowing. That fear in them is gone now. I pull him slowly to myself, my eyes making him aware of my intentions, and I kiss him.

This is the best day of my life. I feel like I have just been born again in the arms of this man. I feel like the heavens are rejoicing with me.

As our lips touch and our tongues explore our mouths, I can’t help the excitement I am feeling inside. My heart is throbbing with ecstasy. It’s like I have the whole world at the palm of my hands.

Today I am not kissing my boss. Today I am not kissing someone who doesn’t know what he feels. He is not the Andy who didn’t want to admit his feelings for me. I am kissing the sweet lips of someone who just confessed that he loves me as much as I love him. He loves me, and that makes this kiss so different and perfect from the rest. This kiss is rightfully deserved by these two souls who love each other. We pull away when we fell short of breath.

“You want to change into something more comfortable? It’s still too early, and you are spending the night here with me.”

“I can get my pyjamas from my room.”

“Who is talking about pyjamas here?”

He jumps out of bed with a smile plastered on his face. What’s he up to? He takes out a black T-shirt from his closet and shows it to me.

“Let’s see how you will look in this.” A T-shirt? I know I said I trust him, but it seems he has some hidden agenda, or perhaps, he is not thinking straight. “It will look like a dress on you, I’m sure.” He adds.

I am not so sure, but anyways, I agreed to be his bedmate tonight. Let’s see what he is up to. I doubt he will do anything I don’t want to.

I get out of bed and take the T-shirt from him, ready to walk to his bathroom to change but he stops me.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Hey, I am going to change.” I say in defence.

“Why all the way there? I’ll help you. I won’t peek, promise. Turn around.” He says and as an obedient girl, I turn around, my back on him. I feel his hands on my neck. “I will pull down the zipper halfway and unclasp the bra, then you take off the bra and put on the T-shirt, right?”

I am shaking and I hope he doesn’t notice.

I nod my head, and he pulls down the zipper, and undo my bra. As fast as I can, to avoid any temptation, I pull out the sleeves of the dress together with the bra and put on the T-shirt. He then pulls the dress down for me and throws it with the bra in his bucket of dirty clothes. That was. .. oh, a hard one. He was right, the T-shirt is just a few inches above the knee. Am I a dwarf or what? He turns me around, and I face him. His eyes moving to where the T-shirt stops.

“Is it too short?” I ask.

“It’s perfect.” He says, as his eyes move up until they make a sudden stop on my boobs. His jaw is probably rolling somewhere on the floor. “Fuck!” He curses.

“What?” I play innocent.

“You have a very tempting sight there.”

When you look at me like that, Andy, whenever I see that look of a mixture of lust and desire in your eyes, you make me lose all my senses, and all I want is for you to touch me. Like now. My nipples are like this because of you. They are just yearning for your touch.

“Do you want to touch them?” I seductively ask.

“No. I want to mould them. I want to knead them. I want to pinch them. And finally, I want to feel their hardness in my mouth.”

Damn that feeling!

He looks like the devil himself as he explains all that, making me impatient with desire.

“Then touch me, Andy.” The last demon in me just woke up. This is what you turn me into Andy.

“You want me to touch you?” His left hand pinches my right breast, giving it a very sweet pain.

“Yeah.” I whisper, whimpering.

“Like this?” He asks, twisting the nipple with his fingers, looking deep into my lustful eyes.

“Yes, Andy.” He moves the hand to the back of my neck for support as he crushes my lips with his for one heated kiss. I was about to complain to him for abandoning my nipple but he was perfectly aware of that. I feel his right-hand manoeuvring under the T-shirt, and camp at my chest, kneading my boobs one after another, satisfying their dangerous desires. With my hands holding on to his T-shirt for support, he walks us back to the edge of the bed, pushing me gently to lie on the bed with my back, him hovering over me. I move my hands to his face as we gasp for air.

“If this gets out of control, will you forgive me?” He implores, his eyes pleading with mine.

I don’t know what this beautiful night has in the stalls for us tonight. I also don’t know what the future has installed for me and Andy. But I am certain of one thing – I want to live this moment. I want to savour every single moment of this night. I want it to be a memorable day for the rest of our lives. Whatever happens, wherever this passion drives us this sin-screaming night, I will go. I will willingly accept whatever unfolds.

“I trust you, Andy. With all my heart.”

“I love you, Tania Lawson.”

“I love you, Adrian Ashton.”

As our lips crush again, I lay all my trust in Andy to handle the situation. I know I am safe with him. I will always be safe in his arms, whatever happens.