His Sweet Deception

3

WARNING: R-18

He owns the whole floor!

A spacious living room with the view of the skyscrapers welcomes us. His penthouse is very modern and minimalist. The walls are white and the furniture is either in the color of white, black, and gray.

“This is the living room, on the left side is the dining and the kitchen, on the right wing is two guest rooms, entertainment room, and a gym,” I hear him say while he is adjusting the lights using a remote. “The master’s bedroom is on the second floor, that will be our room.”

I just nodded with everything that he says since I am busy looking around. His penthouse is huge. I knew that he was rich but I did not expect him to be this kind of rich. No wonder Papa and Ahia are dying to marry me off with Rajah.

“I hope the house tour can wait because I no longer can.”

I turned to look at him but I almost shrieked when he suddenly lifted me up and carried me in a bridal style position. He climbed up a glass stair in a fast paced and seconds later we are already inside the master’s bedroom.

Rajah dropped me off in front of his king size bed. My knees are weak but I manage to stand straight by grabbing his arms.

“Strip,” he orders.

His voice is naturally deep but it sounded different right this moment. It sounded so sensual, increasing the heat that I am feeling.

Embarrassment washed over me and I hate myself that the only thing that I am thinking right now is that I am not wearing sexually appealing undies.

I look away as I yank my heels from both of my feet. This is the first time that I will undress in front of someone so my embarrassment is above the roof.

He grabbed my hand when I moved it towards my shoulder to lower the strap of the dress. His other hand went to my jaw and held it firmly, forcing me to look at him.

“Remove your clothes while looking at my eyes. If you dare to look away, I will punish you. Do you understand that?”

He is looking at me intently and I am now aware of the desire burning in his eyes. Seconds later, his gaze lowers at my parted lips. My eyes widened when he swiftly grabbed the back of my neck and slammed his lips into mine.

The kiss that he is giving me right now is no different from the one that he gave me earlier. It is not gentle; it is dominating and filled with desire. However, unlike earlier I tried to respond to his kisses. I moved my lips, copying his but I could not keep up.

I am panting after that intense kiss. My eyes are heavy and I can now feel that I am wet down there.

“Sorry about that. I can’t seem to resist your soft lips. I wonder how good it would feel when those pretty lips of yours are sucking my cock.”

His words are so vulgar that I can’t stop imagining myself doing that to him. My face instantly heated.

He smirked. “Come on now. Take those clothes off for me. I want to see how gorgeous you are without that pretty dress.”

I do what he says. Slowly, I removed my dress while looking him in the eyes. I am still embarrassed but when I saw how intense his eyes were while looking at my body, a part of me screams to continue stripping.

A satisfied groan escapes from his lips when I finally remove the last piece of my clothes, my nude-colored thong.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect.”

I do think that he is lying but the desire burning in his eyes tells otherwise.

I have a petite body and a paper white skin. I also have minimal body hair but it is not very visible since the color of it is light brown. I love my body and I am taking care of it by having a healthy lifestyle and having a scheduled visit with my derma once a month.