The Billionaire’s Hidden Heiress

Grayson

POV

She was divine. She tasted so sweet. Her body was so smooth, so creamy. She quivered with every touch, her cries growing louder and more insistent as I explored her luscious body, enjoying the feel of her, getting to know the curve of her neck, the softness of her breasts, and the roundness of her curves. I could have spent forever just exploring and touching her. Her enjoyment only turned me on even more. To access the complete chapters for free, visit Job nib.com. How could she have believed that she was frigid? She was like a little kitten as she mewled and whimpered. I had grown so hard that it was uncomfortable and still, I was hesitant to take her. I wanted her to enjoy this. I wanted her to be desperate to have me. I wanted her to come away from the bedroom wanting it again and again. But she was making it hard to maintain my self-control. Johnathon was a real a*****e, I thought to myself if he'd never managed to make Flair act like this. The bastard must have only ever cared about his own pleasure. "I want you" Flair pleaded, her eyes big and large, biting her lower lip.

Damn, she looked hot. I was already positioned. I had wanted her to beg, loving the way my name dripped from her lips. She was grinding against me, frantically, and it was a huge turn-on. I gritted my teeth and then, grabbed her leg, raising it slightly and pushing inside her wet, soaking p***y, almost groaning out loud as her walls enveloped me tightly. Christ, she was tight. Sweat beaded on my forehead. She flung her head back and moaned as I pushed in slow, wanting to give her time to adjust to the size and girth of my c**k.

"More" she whimpered, and I almost came undone right then and there.

I pushed inside all the way and paused, watching as her eyes widened and she panted. Had I hurt her?

"Are you okay?" I murmured.

She gripped me, her nails digging slightly into my back. Pleasure shot through me. "Move" she begged, her voice slightly hoarse "Please Grayson" her voice broke slightly.

Her wish was my command. I slowly slid out of her, my eyes fixated on her the whole time, and then pushed in slowly again, as she wrapped her legs around my waist, her whimpering growing louder. God, she felt like heaven. It was like coming home. She fit me perfectly like we were made for each other. I had never felt like this with any other woman. It astounded me. The desire to make this good for her warred with the overwhelming need to ravish her completely. I began to slowly move in and out of her as she rocked her hips against me, her hands moving to clutch and grasp at my shoulders.

"Grayson" she moaned.

God, keep saying my name I thought in my mind. I started to thrust a little harder and was rewarded as she gasped out loud, her nails digging in. I felt her body beginning to tense and adjusted my angle slightly. She panted, her body stiffening and then she came with a shriek, her walls clenching around my c**k as her orgasm ripped through her. It was so f*****g hot. I groaned, continuing to thrust inside of her as she mewled and moaned, her body moving in tandem with mine. I could feel her legs tightening around my waist. I began to move a little harder and she parted her lips, suddenly diving forward and kissing me on the lips. I pressed back, deepening the kiss and demanding access to her open mouth, diving my tongue inside and exploring the inside of her mouth as thoroughly as I'd explored the inside of her p***y with my tongue.

Heaven. Or sweet hell. This was no frigid woman in my bedroom. This was a little wildcat. I grunted, going even faster, encouraged by her loud shrieks and cries, a dazed look on her face. She came again, looking shocked. I was willing to bet this was the most the woman had ever c*m. I grinned, pulling back and kissing the nape of her neck, sucking lightly as she clutched at my hair, her body writhing beneath me, moving sensually.

She began to instinctively clench her muscles, causing her walls to tighten around my c**k. I groaned. She gave me an innocent look as I scowled at her. I began to pound inside of her, causing her to wail and clutch at me. I was determined, my face contorted into an expression of pain as she began to stiffen again. Her orgasm washed over her and I stiffened, thrusting into her hard, before I spilled my seed inside her throbbing p***y, before slowly and gently sliding out of her as she flopped onto the bed, like a limp doll, a look of utter shock on her face. I smirked, getting up and heading to the bathroom, to grab a washcloth, quickly wetting it and coming back.

Before she could move, I gently spread her legs and wiped up the mess. Her eyes looked at me with surprise. I threw the washcloth aside and sat on the bed, my fingers trailing down her leg as she fought to catch her breath.

I raised a brow as she slowly sat upright, reaching out quickly to grab the sheet and cover herself, looking shy. I gave a chuckle "I've already seen everything Mrs Oakes" I pointed out wryly.

She blushed. It looked adorable. I couldn't resist. I reached over and stroked the nape of her neck gently, tenderly. Her eyes shone.

"Do you still think you're frigid?" I asked her pointedly.

She bit her lip. "I um, I don't know" she stammered "I mean I've never.." she ducked her head.

I shook my head and gave a laugh "trust me you're anything but frigid" I said decisively "your ex-husband was just bad in bed" I advised her nonchalantly, standing up, aware of her eyes watching my every move, stretching intentionally, and smirking. I saw her eyes dart to my manhood and struggled to control my grin. One session of lovemaking and it appeared that my wife was insatiable. Frigid, huh? I almost snorted at the thought. Fancy calling a woman that because you failed to please her in bed. It was laughable. What a jackass, I mused, a little indignant on Flair's behalf.

I heard a low rumble in the room and then Flair blushed profusely. I turned around and surveyed her carefully. She turned beet-red.

"You haven't eaten have you?" I asked calmly.

"What?" she asked dumbly.

I exhaled slowly and then smiled at her. "You baked, but did you eat anything substantial today?" Besides the breakfast I thought to myself, willing to bet she hadn't.

She looked at me nervously "I um, skipped lunch" she admitted "I was so excited to be baking that I forgot" she added sheepishly.

The brownies she'd made had been delicious I thought with a smirk. But I was a little annoyed she had neglected to make certain she'd taken care of herself. I ran a hand through my hair. "I'm going to have another shower," I said very slowly and intentionally "and then it's your turn. We're going to get dressed" I said decisively.

"Where are we going?" Flair asked confused "I can just make something for us to eat for dinner or we can order in. It's no trouble" she assured me.

I shook my head "Do you think, I'm going to make my wife cook dinner after an intense love-making session like that? What kind of man would that make me? I'm not some caveman" I said disgruntled as she giggled "besides it's our wedding day. I think I would rather take my new wife out on the town and show her off. So let's get showered and dressed" I said smugly as she looked at me astonished "and we'll go eat. There's this place I think you'll like with a view of the city. They have plenty of vegan options" I added watching a smile light up her face.

I would do anything to have her smile like that at me every day. "Not only that but they have a VIP room and we can eat in private" I added meaningfully "so you can avoid the crowds if you want or we can sit outside on the private balcony."Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

She looked excited. "A private balcony? That sounds like fun Grayson. Let's get ready."

I headed for the bathroom, humming lightly under my breath. Something occurred to me and I turned around sharply, "Are you on any birth control?" I asked.

She shook her head "No, I'm not. I thought you wanted an heir?" she said confused.

"I thought you wanted a health check" I pointed out.

"I trust you" she said quietly "and I've only ever been with Johnathon. We um, we weren't intimate in the last few months while he was...she trailed off. While he was seeing Charlotte, I put in the blanks. I nodded "then as long as you're happy, let's go out for dinner."

She eagerly agreed.