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B I L L I O N A I R E  I N  L E C H E R Y

"MR MILSON." A firm and stern voice reached my ears as a huge man who had a belly for beer gave Auden a stern nod with a pursed smile. He had dark skin and grey hair. His skin was pallid craggy and he reflected his age. His face was clothed in wisps of white hair. His wife looked at me, her eyes giving me a once over and her red lips pursed disapprovingly. She looked at me like I was some sort of lower breed.

"Your dress looks very nice." She commented, a sickly smile adorning her face. Her voice shined with jealousy and I cringed.

And I love what you have done with your hair. How do you get it to come out of your nostrils like that?

No, I didn't say that out loud. I just resorted to a simple, 'Thank you. My response made her lips twitch and her green eyes narrowed in on my ring, with jealousy, and of course, let's not forget the judgemental mind.

Welcome to this farcical society. You will be judged on what you wear, what you look like, your taste in music, your taste in food and how you act like. Enjoy your stay.

"Mr Belmont." Auden acknowledged, his voice suddenly becoming professional and so did his expression. It somehow seemed to do things to me as I felt myself getting turned on infinitely. I quickly looked away, a faint blush adorning my cheeks.

"I heard about your Mother. How is she?"

"She is doing completely fine. Thanks for asking." Auden replied in the professional business tone and I gulped, trying to control myself from getting turned on too much. They conversed for a few more minutes and I tried to ignore the poking stare of the lady — Mrs Belmont, I assume, whose eyes were now glaring at my ring.

A few minutes later, they walked away and another couple came to talk to us. The judgemental stares were back again and they were mostly not discernment. Auden's voice made me take in a sharp breath. It did interesting things to me. It curved my back and parted my lips. It made my heart skip a beat.

I feel I could just orgasm by listening to the sound of his soothing voice, especially when he is formal and serious. It was low, smoky and dead sexy. It sounded so intimate, it reminded me of things couples do beneath the sheets. His certain tone, his way of talking and his mellifluous tones have me shivering inexplicably with a tingling pleasure. It was getting hard to concentrate.

What is wrong with me?

Damn, his voice.

A few more couples talked with us and I was reaching the point of explosion and impatience. I was titillated. The couple moved away and suddenly Auden turned around to give me a coquettish grin.

My heart stopped beating and I felt inflamed infinitely.

He turned around, continued walking, dragging me along, his steps quick and getting faster. We reached a corner and he turned into it. His hand twisted a doorknob. In a handful of heartbeats, he opened the door and snapped the lock shut with a seemingly deafening click. Our eyes locked briefly and before I could ask what is happening, he held me against the wall and reached my ears.

"Your hand was squeezing my hand too hard. Were you trying to control yourself? I know you were getting turned on. The faint blush on your cheeks and the way you bit your lip whenever you looked at me the whole time was a dead giveaway." He whispered, and a slight growl followed. It sends shivers down my spine. I gasped, biting my lip as he feathered a soft kiss behind my ear.

The tips of his fingers glided up my thigh, and I almost groaned in frustration as I wanted him to touch my skin. I gasped as he nibbled my ear. I realised that we were in a room. A huge bed was behind Auden and I blushed immediately as dirty thoughts filled my mind. "Tell me what you are thinking of Kitkat. Tell me. What are we doing in that bed? Are we making love nice and slow or are you making me sweat for it?"

His straightforwardness sent shock coursing through my body. But, somehow I wanted it. I felt like I was in the stage where I have reached the peak, at the point where I would explode and beg him to take me. I could feel it. I was reaching that point. He had crawled inside my mind and made my imagination run wild.

I moaned when he bit my neck softly, nibbling on the skin and my hands held his shoulders tightly, trying to stop him but failing to. My resolve was slowly going away and I was giving in. My cheeks blushed at his question and I felt aroused before holding his chin to make him look at me. His eyes were filled with lust and he looked thirsty.

"I want you." I breathed out and his eyes turned almost black with intense lust. He looked at me like I was prey and I felt weak, my knees wobbling and my body lit on fire as a sudden need washed over me. I needed him. It was a sudden feeling, so unlike me to want someone this much and all of a sudden. But, the more I seemed to get lost in his darkened eyes, the more I needed him. I pulled his neck towards me and he didn't move in for the kiss.

His hot breath fanned my needy lips and continued looking at me, and his lips brushed the corner of my lips. I moaned, wanting him to kiss me deeply, but he was teasing me — why would he do that when he can tell that I needed him more than ever. He pulled away, his eyes screamed with lust, and his lips were parted.

The only thing better than the kiss is the moment right before when he looks into my eyes and leaves me breathless. He dived in and stopped right above my lips.

"Why did you stop?"

"Why won't you say?"

I blinked, my eyes narrowing at him with perplexity. "Say what?"

"That you love me." His sentence made my eyes widen and I bit my lip. My heartbeat sped up and I felt a diffident blush embellish my cheeks. My throat constricted and his darkened eyes were boring into my soul for answers. An answer that he already knew.

"I dare you to find someone who loves you more than I do." He whispered into my ear and my hands gripped his collar tightly.

Of course, I can't find anybody else, he is the only one.

"Love me, Kitkat." He said, his lips trailing kisses down my jaw. "Let me love you." He begged, his voice sounding strained. Nothing is sexier than a man begging for you. I gulped.

"And then I will kiss you so deeply and see if I can take your breath away. I will kiss you like that is all I am allowed to do." He punished me and led us out of the room.

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