Billionaires Desire

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The moment was quiet, with the two of them close, their bodies brushing softly against one another. He gently tilts her head to the side, exposing the curve of her neck, an area that is sensitive and filled with nerve endings. His lips trace along her skin, starting with soft, lingering kisses, his breath warm against her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

As his kisses become more intense, he lightly sucks on her skin, slow and deliberate, careful not to hurt her, but enough to create that delicate pressure. His tongue flicks gently over the spot, adding to the sensation. He pauses, listening to her reactions, her soft gasps or the way she melts into his touch, making sure she's comfortable with every move.

The combination of his warm breath, soft lips, and the increasing pressure of his mouth creates a tinaling sensation that feels both exciting and intimate that left behind a mark of passion.

He had just given her a hickey.

He looked at her and he didn't have to talk for she understood unbuckling his blet to slide down the zipper her pulled her dress up before pulling her ontop of him, her body twitched as he grabbed her hands laying her down on the table to start moving.

His gently strides turned into deep thrusts her voce thinning as she gasped at the sensation before turning her over gripping on her waist. The warmth of her body sent her blood rushing, though he didn't stop each thrust led to her voice echoing through the mansion.

The melodies sound of her voice made Atticus's mind go blank he wanted to here nothing but it. He's hand gripped tightly on her as he shifted her slightly lifting her leg he wanted her to look at him though she could bearly keep her eyes open feeling her self give in while her moisture increased.

He couldn't help but smile as her tense body loosed her insides throbbing though he couldn't tell if it was the alcohol or the sex that made her like his but in the monment he didn't really care lifting her up to take to his room her stomach clenching as she too felt her body twitch getting above him to let out a short breath for his name.

The way she moned out his name was filled with alcohol and lust when he blushed brightly grabbing her waste to move her after and deeper and there was no where else to look but at him this lasted through the night until the alcohol took hold from the pleasure her body twitching both of the gasping out for air before he kissed her just slightly her night gown falling to cover there once more.

Desiree rubbed her eyes as the late morning sunlight streamed through the windows. She groaned softly, her head pounding from the alcohol, her body heavy with the weight of exhaustion. As she slowly sat up in bed, the soft silk of her nightgown slipped down her shoulder, and she glanced around, realizing she was in Atticus's room.

Her brows furrowed. Did he come home last night? she wondered, her memories of the night fuzzy and disjointed. She had been upset, angry even, but everything after that was a blur. The alcohol had clouded everything.

Slipping out of the bed, Desiree felt a strange ache in her muscles, particularly between her thighs. What... she blinked, confused, her mind struggling to catch up with her body's sensations. She grabbed a fresh towel and made her way to the shower, hoping the warm water would wash away the fog in her head.

As the water cascaded down her skin, Desiree closed her eyes, sighing in relief. But as the droplets hit her body, fragmented memories started to flash behind her eyelids.

Atticus pulling her down by her waist. His lips, warm and urgent against her skin. Her breath hitching, her body trembling under his touch. His deep, commanding voice murmuring her name as he moved inside her.

Desiree's eyes snapped open, her heart racing as the memories flooded back. She pressed a hand to her mouth, a mixture of disbelief and shock washing over her. Oh my God... Her hands flew to her neck, where the warmth of his lips had once been, and she suddenly remembered how he had tilted her head, kissing her there- leaving a mark.