"Kitten, don't you think now is a good time for you to start fearing me?" He asked darkly as his fingers gripped her wrists above her head.
She gasped as their upper bodies slammed against each other with a coaxing thud. Her eyes, blazing read, unwaveringly bore into his coal-black ones. She was not going to give up, no matter how sweet yet torturous his touch felt.
"Don't you think it's the right time for you to stop touching someone who is not your loving fiance?" She smirked pulling her neck forward daringly. Their lips almost brushed against each other and his gaze darkened with lust.
A rumbling laughter arose out of his throat at her provocative response.
"Don't you see the irony here, sweetheart. I am..." His free right hand went directly to her chest as he cupped her left bosom gently and she almost gave up the strong facade at the immense pleasure.
"... touching my wife."
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This is an excerpt from my working title chatstory 'Billionaire's Substitute Wife'. If you like this, more updates are on the way. Please do show your support by showering it with likes and comments. ❤️❤️ Love for all.
