All Chapters of The Billionaire's Runaway Lover: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I felt the heat on the skin of my collarbone from the breath he released when he chuckled. And then I felt his tongue as he licked and nipped at my skin. Before I knew it, he had moved lower, giving my breasts a quick greeting before moving down to my stomach. I hoped he wasn’t just teasing me. No man could make it that far and not go all the way, right? I mean… why kiss my stomach if you aren’t going to go and play with my kitty, too, right? And then I felt relief. He was definitely going to the promise land. He pulled his head up when he got low enough and looked down at my lacy underwear. “They are nice but they are also in my way, don’t you think?” “Definitely. Perhaps you should remove them?” I suggested. “Perhaps,” he agreed, sitting up slightly. He twisted his finger around either side of the waistband and slowly dragged them down my legs. He paused briefly as I was completely revealed to him, biting down on his bottom lip as he had a b

I pushed on his chest gently and he slowed down. A look of concern flashed across his face. I covered his lips with my finger because I could tell he was about to ask me if something was wrong. “Sit back. It’s my turn to look after you.” Whatever that meant. “Anything,” he said, a note of longing present in his voice. He moved back, bringing me gently with him. “Bet you don’t comply with things so often,” I said, throwing my leg over his lap. “Only to women who want to climb on top of me. It has definitely been a while.” ‘Sir, there are over a billion women on the planet who would kill to be on top of you. You shouldn’t say that!’ I wanted to tell him. This time, I straddled Kai’s body as we were both naked, only his condom creating some ‘distance’ between us. I sat up a little more and placed my hands on his cheeks. I lifted his face a little so that I had a stellar view of the look in his eyes as I slowly impaled myself on him. His e

“I can’t stand it anymore!” Aria panted as she stopped in her tracks. I turned over my shoulder and saw her frustrated look. Now, I had to turn and job back to her. I stopped right in front of her and put my hands on my knees to catch my breath. She turned and walked off the path before falling onto a deserted patch of grass. “Sit down and spill the beans, missy!” I smiled. We were on our morning jog around the park. “What do you want to know?” I asked casually, pretending like I didn’t know what she meant. “Everything. Was he as good-looking up close as on television? What did you talk about with him? How big is his penis? Did you get any orgasms? Need I go on?” she hissed. “Geez. Slow down, woman.” “I’m dying to find out, okay? You’ve been so tight-lipped since you came back. You didn’t even tell me when I called you.” Aria pouted. I snickered. “Oh, I thought you were checking on my wellbeing. Turns out, you were only looking

Two weeks later I found myself inside the massive house that was Kai’s. This time, my instructions were to wear cocktail attire. But Aria reiterated the point that my dress needed to be 'understated'. She even came over to my place to pick the dress I would wear because she didn’t trust me to choose the right one myself. This time, I actually listened to her. Apparently, there was some sort of cocktail function happening at his house and while neither Kai nor I would be attending, my coming and going would go fairly unnoticed if I blended in but didn't stand out. The party was thrown by Eric and Daniella, who also lived in the same house. They also had an excessive about of security and employees to help them through the house… loose mouths who could say anything to the media at any point. So, I was in black knee-length, fitted chiffon, and satin. But what I had on underneath would hopefully blow Kai away. I was ushered once again by Eric and Daniella

I jutted my chest out just fractionally, feeling very proud at the compliment. Kai continued to undress me, removing my shoes and stockings before pushing me backward gently onto his bed. To say it was comfortable would be an understatement. But that's not what was good about it. It was the view of the man standing at the edge, looking down at me, licking his lips, fingers in the waistband of his briefs that was more enticing. Forget the nap. “Do you know how often I have thought of you like this?” he said hesitantly, searching my face to look for my reaction. I felt giddy and couldn’t help but smile. “Is that so?” He hummed in agreement. “What did you imagine would happen next?” "Well," he replied, "After I get naked," he said as he removed his boxer briefs, "and look after the…" he trailed off as he reached into his bedside table draw and grabbed a foil packet, "this," he held it up. "I kind of imagined crawling over you…" he rolled the cond