CH 132

Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire

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Chapter 132:

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Isabella clings tightly to Archibald’s shoulders and drowns in sensation. All she knows how to do in this moment is hold on and take it, to let Archibald fill her with pleasure like a vessel designed to hold it.

“Say it, dearest,” Archibald orders sweetly, the words accompanied by a delicious and brutal roll of his hips that makes Isabella’s toes curl and her cunt drip. He runs one gentle, gentle hand through Isabella’s damp, sweaty dark hair, brushing it out of her face with care. “Who do you belong to?”

Isabella sobs, “You,” and then, louder and insistent, “You, you, you.”

“Mine,” Archibald agrees without missing a beat, “That’s right, sweetheart. You’re mine, and I’m going to take such good care of you.”

Isabella nods wordlessly, glassy-eyed and desperately clingy, warm and fizzy and sex-drunk. Putting herself in Archibald’s hands has never felt so easy and letting him be in control of what’s happening has never felt so safe.

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