Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 24: Unexplained Satisfaction
Stella’s POV
When I wake up in the morning the sunlight already coming in through the crack between the window slats, Sebastian’s body heat is warming the back of my neck. Sebastian’s body heat feels comfortable on my back. I squint and elevate my chin to meet his look, which he returns to me. He is asleep, yet his tremendous length pounds against the backs of my thighs despite the fact that he is still awake. My chest rubs against his chest as I bend in close to him, my sight locked on his genitals. The scale of the undertaking is, to put it mildly, monumental in every sense. The fact that all of that corded muscle managed to fit into my body last night is a mystery to me, but it felt incredible.
Just thinking about it makes my stomach tighten; the only thing I can do to calm myself down is cross my legs and squeeze my inner thighs together, which is exactly what I do. When I woke up in the middle of the night, Sebastian had to have thought that I was groaning in pain. For the purpose of dragging me behind him, he flops onto his back and rests his hands on my buttocks, spreading my legs out to each side of him.
I wake up to the sound of moaning below me. "Good morning, Stella," he murmurs.
I brush my fingers through his hair and grin at him as I look him in the eyes with a warm embrace. As I gets out of bed, I greeted him back, "Good morning."
"Could you tell me how you’re feeling?" Sebastian asked.
"Wonderful," I exclaim, my excitement evident.
"That’s good," he responds.
"It’s not necessary for you to be concerned about the cats," he says to me, jolting me awake because I’d entirely forgotten about them last night. "I’d gotten up bright and early this morning. I gave them food already and they ate together. I played with them for a while afterward."
Because I’m in a hurry, I use my hands to push off and rapidly rise to my feet. As the story progresses, I exclaim, "Shit! What did they eat and drink? Where did they rest?"
"In the study room, I saw that there are some leftover cat foods, which is nice, so, I gave them."
In gratitude for the fact that he did not do anything much worse. I am glad he didn’t offer them breakfast cereal or something even worse.
With his hardness no longer present, he holds my waist and lifts me off the concrete. When he goes to fetch his nightstand, he discovers a plastic. The individual takes the condom out of the package and places it on his manhood. Sebastian adds, his voice changing but serious in his expression, "Saddle up, my little pet-sitter," and then he mounts his manhood.
"Are you making a joke about me?" I asked while raising my right eyebrow.
"I’m not making a joke about you. My words are completed in a timely manner."
As his hands wrap around my breasts, stroking my flesh with his thumbs as they glide over each nipple, I close my eyes and allow him to do the rest of the work for me. "There will be no idle chit-chat," he says. "All you have to do now is board the ship."
In between wrapping my fingers around his thick, huge erection and scooting back to give myself some breathing room to think about what I’m doing, I scoot back. If I had my way, I’d spend some time caressing him, but as he pointed out, there’ll be plenty of time for that later on in the evening. And with a gentle movement of my hips, I carefully put his smooth, velvety tip at the top of my entrance. With one hand on his six-pack and the other resting on his smooth, velvety tip, I feel completely at ease. In the meantime, I allow him to fill me inch by inch with sweetness, thickness, and beauty, inch by inch, as I bring my body to his level. Although my inner walls are stretching, and I’m a little uncomfortable, the sensation is so satisfying that I can’t stop myself from getting more of them stretched.
"You’re fucking tight," he says in a deep breath.
In order to maintain stability, I place my palms over his pecs. With my hands slowly gliding up and down his crotch, I take it all in and savor every moment of this sinfully sensual journey. The moment I place one of his hands on my swollen, throbbing clit, which is desperately in need of stimulation and, to be completely honest, some unexpected courage, he smiles at me. Those lips of Sebastian’s are pursed together in a happy grin. When I ask him to rub a sore spot on my neck, he gently raises my hood, which I find rather calming. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
I’m convinced I’m going to pass out during a powerful orgasm since my entire body is contracting and convulsing at the same time. Something has struck me, I’m not sure what it is, but whatever it is has struck me hard, depriving my lungs of oxygen and draining every ounce of energy I have left in my muscles and tendons.
While with that, he moved one hand up my back and the other one wrapped both hands around the inside of my hip. When he kisses me, I’m pressing up against his chest, dripping wet and gasping for air. With each stroke, he slams his hips into my womb, moving his hips and slapping my womb in the process. As he approaches, each thrust enhances my enjoyment to the point that it appears to mingle with his as he moves closer to me.
As he runs his hands through my hair, I feel the euphoric sensation return, utterly clearing my thoughts. All that remains is the sound of our breathing and an overpowering sensation of tranquility like I’ve never felt before. It’s something I’m looking forward to experiencing once more in the future.
