The Heiress & The CEO

The Heiress & The CEO

Siera Lancaster

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Claire LeBlanc was a wealthy girl, heiress to a multimillionaire family, but not everything can be bought with money, and she noticed that when she saw her fiancé cheating on her with one of her friends. As revenge, she ends up sleeping with a stranger, but the big surprise for her is that this stranger is Alexis Gallagher, her ex-fiancé's best friend and also one of the most famous and powerful CEOs today, having taken over the Gallagher family company at only 19 years old and tripled the wealth by the age of 23. Now, Claire is caught between a rock and a hard place because Alexis doesn't seem inclined to forget the night they had together, but the girl's heart still seems swayed by her ex-fiancé. What will she choose? A failed marriage to decline, or an adventure and a little scandal with a tremendously hot and sexy CEO?

Chapter 1 The ball

CLAIRE

That hot mouth was sucking my breast, my fingers entwined in those blonde strands, my body arching for more of him as my breathing became even more labored.

Damn...

Why was it so good? My body was already tingling all over, and my pussy? It was so wet that I could feel my panties soaked. And when his fingers started teasing me, just tracing the outline of my pussy, threatening to enter, threatening to stimulate my clit... I almost cried in frustration.

"Stop... torturing me..." I said between moans, only for him to bring his face closer to mine, a sly smile appearing on his face, filled with mischief.

"Should I?" he teased, turning my body towards the wall, "what would I gain from that?" His voice was close to my ear at that moment, kisses starting to be planted on my back, one of his hands continuing on my breast.

"Please..." I whimpered.

"Is that all you've got?" He clearly mocked, his fingers starting to move on my clit with precision, "darling... you're so simple-minded..."

I thought about telling him to fuck off at that moment, but honestly? I didn't care, not when waves of pleasure were spreading through my body, and I was grateful that the music at the party was loud enough for no one to hear my moans.

"M-more... faster..." I begged, my hips arching so much that I could feel his hard cock inside his pants, as if it was about to burst out.

But I didn't have much time to think about that, since he had started moving even faster, my nails almost tearing the wall of my room.

"Lower, darling... what if someone passes by here?" That blonde guy said with a tone so cunning, that I didn't know if I found it sexy or just a complete asshole, "you should be more careful..."

I took a deep breath.

I bit my lip to try to keep my voice lower, and when he noticed that, he seemed to want to worsen my situation with all his might.

He went down my body with kisses, bites, and hickies, and then? He put his own mouth in the middle of my legs, his fingers penetrating me.

Heaven...

My eyes were rolling completely as he did that, and I had to suppress my moans so much that I was almost crying, my legs almost starting to give way, one of my hands starting to push his head into me.

I wanted more of that sensation.

I wanted a lot, lot more...

"Ah... deeper..." I practically begged, still trying to keep my voice low, my hand under control to not pull those blonde hairs, "like that... oh... just like that..."

He seemed to smile when I said that, my pussy getting wetter and tighter, and like the beautiful sadist that bastard was... he started thrusting his fingers even stronger inside me, his mouth sucking and licking me with desire.

I didn't know how many times I had cum by that point, and all I could tell was that my body was becoming more and more sensitive to it, my legs almost giving way, my body almost collapsing to the ground. Which seemed to make him have a little mercy on my soul, my body being taken to the bed while he kissed me, my legs being placed around his waist as I felt my body recline on the mattress.

And when he took off his belt and his cock came out of his pants? Damn...

That thing was huge.

I didn't know if it would fit.

Fuck...

But I should have known, he's tall as fuck, and even though his body was more delicate, his muscles were defined, marked.

However, before putting it in, he seemed to want to calm me down before that, a kiss being placed on my forehead, another on the tip of my nose, and when it reached my mouth... I felt him place that enormous thing right against my pussy.

Our kiss became more intense after that, my arms wrapping around his neck, and when I felt him enter, a burning sensation took over my body, along with a pleasure that made me moan between the kisses, my nails sinking into his pale back.

He started moving inside me after entering, his movements increasing in strength and speed with each thrust, my head leaning back, my eyes rolling.

His cock filled me completely, and it was getting better with each passing second, my pussy getting tighter, and so wet that I felt something dripping. His mouth then went to my neck, hickeys being made there, and then going to my breasts.

But I could hardly feel his mouth making hickeys and bites on my body at that moment, I could only feel that pleasure that seemed to spread more and more, my pussy starting to throb along with his cock that seemed to have gotten even harder inside me, pulsating.

His movements became much rougher and stronger after a while, and my legs brought him even closer, my nails sinking even deeper into his flesh, and everything in my body? Seemed to be begging for more.

Yes, much more of him.

I wanted him to fuck me until the night ended, for that sensation to continue, and damn... the orgasms were the best.

I had lost count of how many times I had cum by now, and honestly? I didn't need to know.

I didn't need to, because I knew that this was far from over, because that blondie? He seemed to be just getting started.

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