The Billionaire's Maid man×boy (reposted)

Chapter 11

In the original book posted on my other account, this chapter was more sexual, hetero sex took place and a lot of people were disgusted by it. I would rewrite it exactly how it was but I don't want the book and account to be taken down again so it will be censored and you won't have to read any (hetero) sexual content. I guess that works in your advantage.

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Anthony

"Hi, babe. Can I come to your place?" I ask through the phone and start the car engine.

"Why? Is something going on?" The high pitched voice on the other line asks.

"No. I was thinking about you." I grunt and drive through the streets, being careful not to cause an accident.

What I'm about to do it so wrong, but no one has to know besides me. Beatrice doesn't have to know, neither does Lucas. Just me, I'm going to live with it until the day I die.

"Oh. What were you thinking about me?" She asks and I can already imagine her twirling a strand of dark hair between her fingers.

I take a minute and then I internally cringe at what I'm about to answer.

"You, your body. No clothes." I say and try not to gag.

'Imagine that you're talking to Lucas.' I tell myself to make it better.

"What else?" She seductively says and I close my eyes in embarrassment but then I remember I'm driving so I instantly open them.

"Why so much talking? Let me show you." I tease and she giggles.

"Fine, you beast. I'm waiting for you. I'm going to wear something very nice." She says and then I hang up and focus on driving to her house.

"I'm so not okay." I whisper to myself.

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I furiously knock on her door. I'm not hard anymore and I wish I could back up from this but I can't. I need release.

I knock for the second time and then the door opens, revealing my girlfriend dressed in a transparent night gown that barely reaches her mid thighs. Her body is almost completely revealed.

She has one hand on the doorknob and the other one on her waist.

I imagine how Lucas would look dressed like this.

But unfortunately, this is not Lucas, it is Beatrice, the girl Alessandro introduced me one week ago and the girl I've been dating for seven days.

I remain numb onto the porch of her house but she grips my shirt with one hand and brings me into the house while biting at her lips and batting her eyelashes.

With both of her hands she takes off my coat and in a few minutes my clothes are discarded.

She takes my hand in hers, leading me to the bedroom.

Here we go.

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"Holy shit!" Beatrice exclaims and throws herself next to me while I wipe the sweat off my forehead with the back of my hand. "That was incredible."

I slightly flinch when I feel her head on my chest and her arm wrapped around my waist.

'You should thank Lucas for that' I respond but only in my head.

I look up at the ceiling and feel guilt. I feel like an asshole. I used Beatrice and I violated Lucas.

When did I end up as a horny teenager that gets hard only at the sight of an butt?
When did I lose control?
I look at the girl that's almost asleep next to me and my guilt only grows bigger.