You’ve had a long, hard day of jet-setting, and now it’s finally time to unwind. The two of you made it to the most opulent hotel in the world, and the penthouse suite is more than enough to take your breath away.
“Wow,” you say, taking in the view of the city lights spread out below you. “I could get used to this.”
Your billionaire husband chuckles, walking up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. “I thought you might like it.”
You lean back into him, feeling his hard length press against your ass. “Mm, I do. But I think I’d like something else even more.”
He nips at your earlobe, his hands sliding down to cup your ass. “Oh really? And what might that be?”
You turn in his arms, looking up at him with a wicked grin. “Why don’t you find out?”
He raises an eyebrow, but you can see the heat in his eyes. He knows exactly what you’re asking for.
Without a word, he scoops you up in his arms and carries you over to the massive bed in the center of the room. He lays you down gently, his eyes never leaving yours.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs, tracing a finger down your cheek. “I can’t believe you’re mine.”
You bite your lip, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks. “I can’t believe I’m yours either.”
He leans down to kiss you, his lips soft and warm against yours. You moan into the kiss, your hands tangling in his hair.
He pulls back, his eyes dark with desire. “I want to see you,” he says, his voice husky. “All of you.”
You nod, sitting up and slowly undoing the buttons of your blouse. You let it fall open, revealing the red lace bra underneath.
His eyes widen, and he groans, reaching out to cup your breasts. “Fuck, you’re so fucking hot.”
You arch into his touch, your nipples hardening under his fingers. He leans down to take one in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak.
You gasp, your hands going to his shoulders for support. “Oh god, yes.”
He continues to tease your nipples, his other hand sliding down to your waist. He traces a finger along the edge of your lace panties, making you shiver.
“Please,” you beg, your voice trembling. “I need more.”
He smirks, pulling back to look at you. “Begging already? You’re such a greedy little thing.”
You glare at him, but there’s no heat behind it. You’re too turned on to be mad.
He chuckles, standing up and stripping off his own clothes. He’s just as gorgeous as you remember, his body lean and muscular.
He crawls back onto the bed, his eyes locked on yours. “Tell me what you want,” he says, his voice low.
You swallow, your heart pounding in your chest. “I want you to fuck me,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper.
He growls, his cock hard and ready. He positions himself at your entrance, his eyes never leaving yours.
“Beg for it,” he says, his voice rough.
You bite your lip, feeling a thrill run through you. “Please, fuck me. I need you inside me.”
He thrusts into you, filling you up completely. You cry out, your nails digging into his shoulders.
He starts to move, his hips pistoning in and out of you. You meet him thrust for thrust, your bodies slick with sweat.
You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your breath coming in ragged gasps.
“Come for me,” he growls, his fingers digging into your hips. “I want to feel you come apart underneath me.”
You throw your head back, your orgasm crashing over you like a wave. You scream, your body trembling with pleasure.
He follows you over the edge, his cock twitching inside you as he comes.
You collapse against him, your bodies slick with sweat.
He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. “I love you,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against your ear.
You smile, your heart swelling with love. “I love you too.”
You lay there for a moment, your bodies entwined. But eventually, the real world comes crashing back in.
“We should get some sleep,” you say, reluctantly pulling away from him.
He nods, his eyes heavy. “Yeah, you’re right.”
You snuggle up against him, your bodies still entwined.
“Goodnight,” you murmur, your eyes already drifting closed.
“Goodnight,” he replies, his voice already thick with sleep.
You drift off to sleep, your body sated and your heart full.
This is the life of a jet-set babe, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.
Don’t worry your escapades are safe with us.
He Reclaimed me into oblivion
