The Billionaire's Sinful Affair

Synopsis

WARNING: HEAVY MATURE CONTENT!

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"How I long to taste the honey in your folds," he murmured with desire. "I'm sure it's as delicious as the nectar on your lips."

He spread his hand over her wetness, growling softly with satisfaction. "It's a waste your underwear swallows it all, and I'm the one who worked hard for it."

Emmeline caught her breath. "I feel dirty because I listened to my desires and allowed myself to be stained with sin again."

“Is that so?” Zavian smirked devilishly, his moistened fingers working even more restlessly on her folds.

Emmeline’s body reacted instinctively. Her walls constricted around his finger and her legs shook with the aftershocks of euphoria.

"God, stop torturing me," she pleaded, tears of ecstasy almost spilling from her eyes.

"Next time, I'll show you what my fingers can do after I get paid for the fun I gave you today. Nothing in this life is free." Zavian declared.

Emmeline’s eyes flew open. "There won’t be a next time, Mr. Blackthorn. What happened today won’t happen again, over my dead body!"

A sly smile played on Zavian’s lips as he withdrew his fingers. "Oh, there’ll be a second, a third and a fourth time. Either this desire fades away, or we'll drown in it!"