Affair with a Billionaire

A New Start

Connor slides his hands down my body and pulls on my shirt. He begins to undo the buttons, unfastening each quicker than the last.

- I want you too.

He moves his mouth from my lips to my neck, gliding his tongue down to my chest. He pulls my shirt down to the floor. As he kisses my neck and chest, he pulls me closer, and I feel his hard dick push against me.

- You’re so hard.

I want him in my mouth.

- I’ve wanted to feel you, taste you, since the day we met. I find it so hard to keep my hands off you.

Connor’s hands move from my hips up to my back. He tugs on a bra strap, trying to unclasp it.

- Wait, no.
- What’s the matter?
- Stop, please. We can’t do this.
- What’s wrong?
- I don’t know. I feel…
- Uncomfortable? Embarrassed?
- I don’t know.
- All right, how about this, each time you tell me something you’re embarrassed or uncomfortable about, I’ll remove a piece of clothing.
- Are you serious?
- Yeah, let’s take it slow. I ask you answer,  as I remove.
- All right, then. What do you want to know?
- When was the last time you had sex?

I hesitate for a moment, then exhale deeply.

- It’s been, two years.

Connor unbuttons his shirt slowly and slips it off his broad shoulders, down to his rolling biceps.

- Okay, do you still love your husband?

I open my mouth, but nothing comes out, I inhale softly and flutter my gaze to the ground.

- It’s okay, no judgment here.
- I don’t.

Connor smirks and nods his head. He removes his socks and gives me a wink.

- All right, well, have you ever orgasmed with your husband?

My face flushes, and I look past Connor, shaking my head.

- Nope.

Connor removes his pants, revealing his monstrous throbbing cock. I can’t help but stare lustfully at it, paralyzed with nerves. Connor senses my hesitation.

-  Look, I know you’re nervous.
-  That’s an understatement.

Connor laughs an adoring chuckle and pierces my eyes with his twinkling gaze.

- Well, then we can take things at your speed.

I roll my eyes playfully.

- Right, does this line work for you?
- I’m serious! I want to get to know you.

I give in to my desires and trace my fingers across Connor’s defined chest. Connor gently pulls me closer and places a hand on my cheek.

- I’m yours to explore, my princess.
- Good.

I move my fingers carefully from his chest to his rippling abs. I look up at him and smile.

- Workout much?

Connor chuckles.

- A bit, yes.

Connor moves his hand down to my neck and softly drums his fingers on my collarbone.

- Is this okay?
- More than okay.

He is surprisingly sensitive, and considerate. Still don’t know if this is part of his game, though. I wrap my hands around his waist and glide my fingers up his back. I look down and notice his evidence of a desire for me slowly growing longer.