Billionaire's Accidental Wife

Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Warning Rated PG+18 Dave’s rough but light hands moved over my hips to reassure me,

moving me even more against him. His tongue moved to my tit, making me squirm even more against

his growing shaft. The gentle feel of the hair that so sexily framed his shaft rubbed against the insides

of my legs and my ass. His shaft, which had never completely gone limp, was growing again, parting

the lips of my folds completely around his smooth length. His powerful hands held my tit up to his

mouth, while the other clutched my ass, grinding my folds against him even more. His tongue was

burning up my tits while his shaft was pushing harder and harder against my aching folds. Never in my

life have I been this out of control on the inside. My eyes closed again. I felt light-headed from the

amount of blood flowing to my folds. His wonderful shaft was slick from my own juices, rubbing in a

steady rhythm against my clit that was about to make me scream in ecstasy. I felt my own hair slide

down the back of my ass where his hands were pushing me against him. I was leaning backwards

again. God, did I always do this when I was overly turned on? Every forward movement began to make

me moan.

“Move over!” he instructed, having me sit on the couch. Before I knew it, he was between my legs

again, half-standing and leaning against the armrest. The head of his shaft rubbed against my clit

softly. I tried to push against him, but I couldn’t do very much. His slow, steady rubbing against me Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

almost made me cum right then. I started moaning and rubbing his hips, trying to pull him closer. He

seemed persistent in teasing me, and I loved it! His mouth on mine was insistent, but his eyes were

almost hesitant. We both knew it was wrong, but it was too late to care. The desire to feel his shaft

deep inside of me was starting to overpower my senses. The tower of his massive shaft slid along my

folds, getting deeper each time and making me shudder every time he became closer to pushing inside

of me. He smiled as I moaned, almost relishing the fact that he was driving me deeper into insanity with

every small thrust. My body was turning from a leader to a helpless victim of my deepest desires. I

wanted Dave more than I had ever wanted anyone.

Finally, he gave in and the head of his shaft slid halfway inside of me. He was even bigger pushing into

my folds then he was in my mouth. I heard myself moaning and saying his name as I clutched hold of

his shoulder and his head while his tongue caressed mine. He seemed like he was waiting on me, so I

pushed the rest of the way, moaning from the pleasure, and soon half of his length was inside me. I

moaned so loudly it caught both of us off guard. He was just so big! I held him, kissing him as his shaft

gently started moving inside me. The next stroke sent his shaft deeper inside of me, forcing my body

apart. I moaned and screamed against his mouth at the same time. His shaft stopped moving but his

mouth was persistent against mine.

Then he stopped and moved my legs, which ended up with my feet resting straight up flat against the

coffee table as I was scooted down the couch. He repositioned himself above me and started moving

inside me again, so gently, that it was driving me absolutely crazy. Nobody had ever been so gentle. He

didn’t push further into me like most men already would have, just slowly moving even deeper as his

shaft became even slicker inside of me. I tried to move against him, but I couldn’t do it very well. This

actually turned me on even more because

I couldn’t move. He was hitting my G-spot and I began moaning even louder. My folds were absolutely

on fire, becoming so absolutely wet as my muscles started to twitch and contract, even in my legs. I

was moaning almost every other thrust, clutching his hip and trying to pull him closer to me. I wanted

him, deep inside of me. “Please, Dave,” I begged, “let me on top!” He laid back down and I took his

shaft in my mouth again for a few minutes, rubbing my tongue over his shaft head and down his shaft.

He seemed almost to be holding his breath from the pleasure, then pulled me forward and I moved

back over him. His hands grabbed my tit and my shoulder. My body started to slide against him again,

then tilted, and the next forward stroke missed my clit and nudged my folds apart. He pushed against

me and he was inside of me again. I heard myself moaning and saying his name as I clutched hold of

his shoulder and his head while his tongue caressed mine. When his mouth left mine, it trailed down to

my chest. I started to loosen against him. His tongue circled my nipple and flicked across at his

wonderful fast pace. I couldn’t take any more when I felt his hips moving from side to side, his hair

rubbing against my clit. I pushed down, his shaft impaling itself into my body. Our eyes seemed to be

simultaneously widened by the intense pleasure that suddenly surrounded us. My hips took over in a

way they never had before, circling around the base of his shaft, sending shivers through my body as

my clit ground against his body also, then up to the tip, which was almost forever, then back down

again, unbelievably deeper. His hand clutched my ass, pulling my body to him and digging his fingers

deeper into my skin. My body began to shudder as I sat up and ground my clit into his stomach. His

hand softly held my tit as the other held onto my hip, holding me down on his wonderful shaft that was

still growing inside me. I felt like he was slicing me apart. I held myself down and squeezed all of the

muscles I possibly could in my folds. A small growl came out of his mouth, but his body shook and his

hips lurched forward like a wild beast.

Suddenly, my body lurched forward on this wild ride, our mouths coming together, barely able to hold

myself up. Dave clutched hold of my hips and pulled me down further onto his monstrous shaft. My

body lost total control when my stomach exploded and my folds caught on fire. My hips instantly sped

forward to a gallop, but his powerful hands held me in place for several long, slow strokes. A wild

hurricane swept across my folds and down into my legs, making them shake uncontrollably in the most

powerful orgasm in my entire life. Our mouths parted with the moan that was escaping my lips and

becoming muffled by his shoulders. Even the minor aftershocks shook my body as Dave pressed me

against him. When the shaking stopped, his hips slowed until they were barely moving. “Sit up,

Chelsea,” I set back, letting his legs move from under me and laid back against the armrest. In the

yellowish light, his body seemed to glow over me.”Get on your knees!” He said flatly, with deep passion

in his voice, It was the controlled manner I was used to seeing him at work. I turned quickly over,

backing up to him in a doggy-style position. However, he was the one who began to rub his shaft

against my now extraordinarily wet folds. He rubbed against my ass down almost into my waiting folds

but moved to rub against my clit. I held onto the back of the seat and the door, half-setting up, allowing

all of his shaft to rub against me at the same time.

Then his head wedged inside me and I pushed back against him, his fingers clutching hold of

my ass roughly and turning me on like crazy. It seemed like he’d never be inside me completely, and

then I felt him pull on me to barely fit the last inch inside of me. Slowly, he wiggled his way back out,

rubbing against spots inside of me I never knew I had. His hands slid up my sides, cupping underneath

to hold my tits for a few tantalising strokes, then trailed down my back like raindrops sliding down

leaves. My eyes became even wider as his hands came down the base of my back, massaging the

weak spots in my back from my accident. Then, his wonderful, powerful hands flowed down to clutch

my ass for a few more powerful strokes that made me struggle to muffle the scream that escaped from

my lips. I felt myself falling forward, still moaning and on the extreme verge of cumming. His balls fell

into my hand as my thumb slid against my clit as my other hand gripped hold of the edge of the seat.”

Fuck!” I screamed, regretting the wrong choice of words, while I was moaning like a crazed woman. His

smooth balls slid from my hand as my legs and arms shook, moving my hand and letting his balls hit

my sensitive clit. Dave’s long shaft seemed to grow and push to a new depth and press against a

pleasure point I didn’t know I had.

My body exploded before I even realised it and I could feel him clutching my hips, making sure that I

wasn’t going to part from his monstrous rod. My eyes clenched shut, seeing silver streaks, then flew

back open to stare at the soft red upholstery. I felt like I was going through an earthquake that had no

end. Then the shaking slowly subsided in the rest of my body as he slowly moved inside me, making

the orgasm seem all the more intense. “Lay on your back!” he ordered, a deep sense of urgency in his

voice. I obeyed, laying flat on the seat with my head resting against the driver’s side door. He knelt

between my legs, rubbing his shaft against me again and rubbing my nipple. The head of his shaft

slowly rubbed over my horny clit, I already felt so close to cumming again so quickly that it amazed me.

I was holding onto his shoulders so tightly, begging him to shove his long shaft into me again. “Please

Dave, I want you!” The head slipped inside, wiggling around inside me, making me scream, and then

pulling back out again. “Please, your rod feels so good inside my folds. You make me so hot. Please

shove it deeper!” The sensation was so exquisitely beautiful that I screamed as he gently guided

himself back into me, the head of his shaft softly rubbing against my insides, making me shake, as I

approached the verge of ecstasy once again. To my surprise, he still wasn’t all the way inside of me.

“Please, Dave,” I pleaded, “deeper, please…” Slowly he sank into me, not all the way at first, but

teasingly. The pleasure was almost more than I could take as I held him so tight I was afraid I might

hurt him. He lifted my legs up, almost straight, and I raised my hips up to him. I thought I’d cry as his

shaft slid through my folds, hotly forcing his way to rub against my cervix. “Fuck, you feel so good,” I

moaned, barely clear enough to be understood. I raised my hips and pushed against him, rubbing the

head of his shaft somewhere deep inside of me. My left hand pushed against the seat, helping me to

push up against him. My right hand grabbed my nipple, holding it and letting the motion pull it gently as

we moved together. His hand moved down to my clit, barely touching it as I stared, moaning even

harder. His movements inside me were slow, out to the tip and then half of the way in for a few strokes

and then deep inside me. The feeling was exquisite. I thought I’d lose it from the sheer pleasure that

was totally unlike any other I’d ever had before.

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