The Billionaire Bastard Is The Man Of Her Dreams

Chapter 18

Diadem felt the bed sink, but she only closed her eyes even harder. Her heart seemed to stop beating. Her breathing was stuck in her diaphragm.

She really wanted to escape the mess that she was now in, but how could she do that? She was helpless. She was tied securely on the bed. But despite her situation, she couldn’t deny that her heart was also filled with a wicked brand of anticipation.

She had never been stuck in a situation like this all her life. It was quite a surprise, and she didn’t know how to pull it off. It was freaking her out, though in an exciting way.

She was used to always being in control of the things around her. She even controlled people and their feelings. But this was quite entirely new. A 180-degree flip upside down from her powerful and privileged life.

Suddenly, she found herself on the receiving end, at the mercy of a predator. It was Vince who had the power to call the shots. He was in total control of the situation, rendering her defenseless and vulnerable.

Oh, how she hated this! But what could she do?

“Diadem...”

His bedroom voice filled her ears, sending chills running down her spine. Her eyes were tightly shut, but his gorgeous image was very vivid in her imagination.

She was trying to suppress her heavy breathing and the insane thudding of her chest.

God, this man was killing her with suspense!

What the freaking hell would he do to her?

“Open your eyes and look at me...” he hoarsely commanded.

She hated to open her eyes and follow his bid. She wanted to defy him. But curiosity got the better of her. So she slowly and reluctantly opened her eyes.

What she saw made her gasp. Blood rushed to her cheeks. Holy cow, but his head was carnally positioned between her open legs. The sight was so primal and raw that her body involuntarily shivered.

He was looking at her face, and when their eyes connected, he smirked at her, the Judas way, mesmerizing her with his carnal power over her.

Diadem wanted to pull her eyes away from him, but his scintillating pair of dark, smoky eyes hypnotized her soul. He was holding her dazed gaze when he lowered his head. And what he did next totally blew her off.

His hands slipped under her thighs, then, he coiled them to hold her hips firmly in place.

His face was now in front of her sex, moist and quivering in raw suspense. His warm breathing blew against her tender pussy lips, creating tremors of anticipation rippling in the depth of her core.

Her eyes were widening in mixed emotions. She was embarrassed that a man was closely looking at her nudity, yet the knotting of her stomach and the clenching of her pussy were enough to put her on the edge.

She was sexually charged. She could tell that. Her body was excited for things to come.

Fuck! Why did he have this kind of sexual power over her body? If this was attributed to the frailties of being a woman, damn it!

His hot mouth covered her core with a greedy impulse, sending her hips jerking in a seizure of wild sensations.

She cried in pleasure. It was involuntary, as if it was the most natural thing to do. His tongue flicked over her hypersensitive clitoris, as if he knew exactly where to lick, and her body jerked violently on the bed. Thunderbolts of erotic sensations gripped through her whole being. Her hips twisted, but he only used his arms to pin her down the bed.