The Billionaire Who Saved Me

Elice knew that what she was doing right now was an action that made no sense. Immature and childish. But when she felt his lips devouring hers, for some reason, Elice felt like her brain could not think anymore. The man kissed her in a way that paralyzed her mind instantly.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Maybe it was ego. Maybe it was about self-worth. Maybe it was related to a crisis of confidence that demanded Elice to prove herself. That she still had value as a woman and as a human being. Because regardless of her past, there was still a man who would touch her with deep emotions. Touch her so gently. Touch her with such care. Because yes! She was no different from precious porcelain.

Elice saw it that way. That her subconscious demanded proof right now. To dispel the negative conclusions about herself. Conclusions that often said she was no longer valuable as a woman. Ironically, this was happening with the involvement of a stranger she only knew by name.

“Garrett….”

Garrett growled softly, letting the bedroom door close on its own when he heard Elice whispering his name. Something that made one of his hands grip her slender waist firmly. Pulling her closer. Inclining her body until Elice landed on his body, yielding.

“And….”

Garrett felt his breath tighten as he reluctantly pulled his lips away from the softness of Elice’s lips. But it seemed worth it for what he received next. The soft and fragrant skin of Elice’s cheek. Touching Garrett’s senses of touch and smell with a million sensations that made him feel intoxicated.

Garrett did not drink much that night, just a glass of beer. Just enough to quench his thirst. And, oh, God! It seemed Garrett was sure no one would get drunk from a glass of beer.

Even when he was not drunk, Garrett felt a heat that seemed to burn his body. Making him need to take a deep breath during the desperation demanding him to ask.

“… what’s your name?”

Finishing his question, Garrett gave a wet kiss to Elice’s slender neck. Causing the woman to moan and lift her head high. Helpless, she could only lean against the wall and the strong, sturdy body in front of her.

“E-Elice….”

Garrett noted the name in his mind. Remembered it well. Then he said, “A beautiful name.”

The praise made Elice smile with her eyes closed. Her hands moved and landed on Garrett’s shoulders, then she pushed away his jacket.

Garrett happily and without hesitation followed Elice’s signal. He momentarily let go of her, allowing his jacket to fall helplessly to the floor.

Their eyes met for a moment. Before Garrett’s large, veined hand reached Elice’s neck, pulling her face towards him and immediately capturing her lips again. He kissed her passionately, causing Elice to melt instantly.

When Garrett kissed her again, Elice found all her thoughts vanishing from her mind. She did not care about how crazy it was to be intimate with a stranger. Because, dear God! Garrett touched her in a way that truly made her feel free. Something she had not felt in a long time. Not for five months ago when she felt like her world shattered into pieces.

“Do you know that you have a beautiful nose?”

Releasing the kiss, Garrett brought his lips to kiss the side of Elice’s nose, causing her lips to form a slight smile. She chuckled softly and shook her head.

“You have the most beautiful nose I’ve ever seen,” Garrett said in a heavy voice. “I hope you’ll always remember that.”

No one had ever told Elice that her nose was beautiful. But tonight… with a stranger in a hotel room… Elice felt that her nose was indeed beautiful.

Because that’s what was evident in Garrett’s eyes. In fact, he could not divert his gaze from Elice all night while they were at the club. At that delicate, tiny point that made him never tire of looking.

And now… it seemed that Garrett had plenty of time to satisfy his eyes. To gaze at that nose as much as he wanted throughout the night.

Garrett reached for Elice’s waist, lifting her body, and found both of Elice’s legs perfectly encircling his waist. He moved, walking away from there without breaking the passionate kiss he had given her on her neck.

Relentlessly, Garrett kept on kissing, with his lips open, leaving a warm, wet impression that made Elice shiver instantly.

“Oh, Garrett.”

Elice’s restrained moan made Garrett swiftly slam their bodies onto the bed, letting them bounce a few times before he pressed down Elice’s submissive body underneath him, holding her to keep her from moving.

Taking a brief breath, Garrett then lifted his body slightly, propping himself up on one elbow, creating enough distance for him to look at Elice’s face. She appeared helpless and powerless.

Elice’s eyes blinked faintly, and her eyelashes fluttered with grace, making Garrett gulp. He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand and asked.

“Will you regret this?”

Elice snorted playfully. Her eyes rolled lazily once. “There are many things I could regret other than tonight.”

What Elice said was true. And if just a while ago she was engulfed in despair, now it’s different. Spending about an hour in conversation with Garrett led her to an unusual conclusion. That she no longer has anything to lose. Something that Elice now considered fortunate for herself.

“I won’t lose anything anymore,” Elice concluded. “And, more than that… isn’t it you yourself who wants to prove it to me?”

Garrett blinked once. His caress on Elice’s cheek stopped just as she continued speaking.

“That I am still valuable.”

After that, Garrett decided that their conversation had come to an end. Now was no longer the time for talking. Instead, it was time to prove his words.

Because when Garrett kissed her again, Elice felt overwhelmed. He kissed her in a way she had never imagined before. As if Garrett was entrusting the whole world to her.

Until Elice found no other option but to respond to the kiss with the same tenderness. With the same passion.

Elice’s hands went up, embracing Garrett’s neck, pulling him closer with a wordless signal, indicating that she desired more than just a simple kiss.

Garrett happily accepted the signal. He tilted his head slightly, opening his lips and extending his tongue, sweeping Elice’s lips with warmth that made her moan restlessly.

The tip of Garrett’s tongue left a trail on Elice’s lips before finally slipping in between her parted lips.

Elice did not resist. Instead, she willingly opened herself up, inviting Garrett to invade her mouth with his warm exploration, causing her to close her eyes tightly.

With a low growl, Garrett was unprepared for the sweetness that greeted him there. The combination of warmth and teasing made him unable to hold back. He let his body fall, pressing against Elice, continuing his exploration.

Two tongues met, dancing in a sensual embrace that overwhelmed both with irresistible passion. Garrett wrapped, then nibbled, and finally nibbled, as if he wanted to suck every bit of sensation from her.

Elice grabbed Garrett’s hair, moaning helplessly, surrendering as Garrett trapped her tongue, pulling it into a powerful suction that she could not resist.

And it was not just Elice’s tongue that Garrett sucked. In fact, she felt her whole soul getting pulled along, causing her body to arch, letting her soft breasts press against Garrett’s solid chest.

Elice’s moans filled the air when Garrett released her tongue, only to engage in another passionate kiss. Clearly, he wanted more.

It was Elice’s neck that became the target of Garrett’s tongue’s mischief. In one long stroke, leaving a wet trace there. But, of course, he did not stop there.

Garrett’s hands moved, searching for something behind Elice’s back. And then he found it. One object that, when he pulled, released the grip of the dress that trapped Elice’s body.

Elice squirmed, pulling her arms out of the dress sleeves. Letting Garrett quickly remove the garment from her body until she lay there only wearing a pair of panties that covered her intimate area.

Her high heels slipped off, and Garrett tossed them to the floor. Following them was the dress that had suffered the same fate earlier. And, of course, not only those objects received such treatment. Even the clothes clinging to Garrett’s body felt it too.

Holding her breath in her chest, Elice gazed at Garrett, who looked unpretentious on top of her. There was only a triangle-shaped piece of fabric that remained there. The meager garment that was not enough to conceal what lay behind it.

“Let me ask again.”

Garrett’s heavy, husky voice made Elice blink. It successfully shifted her focus. Turning her attention to Garrett’s unwavering gaze.

“You won’t regret it, will you?”

Elice nodded with certainty. “I want to see. How valuable I am in the eyes of a stranger.”

The answer made Garrett clench his jaw tightly. After twice questioning whether the woman would regret it or not, Elice gave him an answer that defied his common sense.

Garrett approached Elice, who eagerly welcomed him with open arms, embracing him. Her slender fingers landed on Garrett’s muscular back, feeling the masculine contours there and caressing them.

Garrett’s lips unerringly found Elice’s lips again, kissing her passionately while his hands explored, wanting to feel every smoothness of her skin.

Garrett’s hands moved, caressing Elice’s bare arms, then tracing the tantalizing hip bone. Finally, his large fingers landed on a feminine mound.

Elice moaned as she felt a squeeze on her breast. True, it was still obstructed by the bra she was wearing. But really, the touch was enough to make her bite her lower lip hard.

Garrett wanted more. So, he quickly removed the bra from Elice’s breasts, tossing it in any direction without caring where it would land. Because next, Garrett swiftly engulfed one of the erect nipples into his warm, wet mouth.

Elice’s legs moved restlessly underneath, involuntarily spreading apart, inviting Garrett to find his perfect position between her slender thighs.

Garrett closed his eyes, feeling the intoxicating sensation as Elice’s nipple filled his senses. It was small and so tantalizing. His tongue felt invited to dance and roam freely over that area.

Elice grabbed Garrett’s hair, feeling the passion swirling around her belly as her rationality was pushed away and decided to leave.

Garrett caressed her nipple, with warmth and tenderness, repeatedly. In circular motions or even in playful nibbles.

And, of course, it did not stop there. Like a fair man, Garrett made sure he gave equal attention to the other breast. With his hands, he squeezed Elice’s breast repeatedly, playing with the nipple with little pinches that made the woman moan endlessly.

“Oh, Garrett. Oh….”

Elice became even more helpless. She grew restless, squeezing the pillow beneath her head, and unintentionally spreading her legs, letting the slight moisture penetrate her thin panties, reaching Garrett’s stomach, making the man growl.

“Elice….”

Uttering her name with passion, Garrett then released the nipple from his mouth. Only to make sure he switched his teasing to the other breast.

Garrett sucked on Elice’s other nipple again, then massaged the other breast. And he found Elice restless and disoriented.

“Oh, Garrett. Please.”

Elice could no longer resist. The passion that possessed her body could not be contained. She was overwhelmed by the surging emotions that blinded her. Until she reached out, downward, trying to grasp Garrett’s hardened member.

“Argh!”

Garrett growled as he sucked Elice’s nipple firmly. Feeling the faint touch of Elice’s fingers on his masculinity, it ignited a fire inside him. His mouth opened wide, yielding to his desire. This time, it was not just the small nipple he enjoyed, but he also made Elice’s breasts disappear into his mouth.

Nothing could restrain the burning desire that consumed both. Both Elice and Garrett were equally engulfed in the flames of passion. They could not retreat, and they would not.

Garrett removed Elice’s panties, discarding them carelessly along with his own clothes. He was prepared, donning a condom in a swift and deft movement.

Elice gazed at Garrett, her eyes waiting, breath held in her chest. But Garrett did not do it yet.

Because Garrett wanted something else before taking them to the main course. He reached for Elice’s legs, urging her to open and bend them.

Elice’s eyes widened, then closed as Garrett leaned down, kissing her femininity in a sensual manner that made her moan.

Garrett extended his tongue, letting it caress the threshold of Elice’s femininity, already wet and warm. It was a clear sign for him that Elice was ready to accept him.

However, Garrett wanted to taste her, to experience the sweetness he was sure Elice possessed. And it was proven right.

Garrett closed his eyes for a moment as the sensation reached his senses. The sweet taste, like honey he had never tasted before, demanded him to lick. Then his tongue entered Elice’s femininity without a word of permission.

Elice squeezed the sheets beneath her body, her eyes tightly shut. Feeling the warmth penetrating her, entering her. And then, her breath caught.

Garrett’s tongue invaded her, exploring every nook and cranny, thrusting deeply and then moving in circular motions to touch every wall inside.

Elice tried to keep breathing, but when that agile tongue wreaked havoc beneath, she became more helpless. Only able to moan incessantly.

Garrett maintained the position of Elice’s legs, keeping them bent, keeping them open, so he could continue satisfying his hunger and thirst.

Until, eventually, his tongue found it. A spot that made Elice’s moans turn into muffled gasps. A spot that made her legs trap his head. A spot that made her body tense instantly.

Garrett teased that spot repeatedly. Applying pressure, thrusting, and stroking, which eventually unleashed a wave of warmth upon him.

Elice screamed, her body tensing, her legs clamping down. As if not wanting to let Garrett go. No, not until she fully experienced that pleasure.

Because when Elice was finally thrown into that blinding pleasure, Garrett felt a million sensations of sweetness engulfing his senses. Wet and warm, he would not let a drop of that honey escape from his grasp.

Closing the pleasure with one long lick along Elice’s labia, Garrett then rose. Seeing how Elice’s legs immediately gave in as if they had no strength left. He noticed her cheeks were flushed red.

“I hope you don’t think it’s all over just yet.”

Oh, of course. Elice knew that for certain. She swallowed hard and did not have much time to catch her breath when she felt Garrett’s weight pressing down on her.

With Garrett’s rather large body, Elice felt powerless. Trapped and unable to move on the soft bed. She was overwhelmed by the unbearable pounding of her heart.

No, this time, Elice felt her heart almost stopped beating as she felt Garrett’s masculinity enter her, and she seemed to overflow. Consumed by passion and emotions that made her forget everything.

Garrett kissed the side of Elice’s head, stroking her hair, deliberately giving her time to adjust.

Elice felt full. A little suffocated. Until she unconsciously let out a faint moan. But the time Garrett gave her softened her.

And when Garrett sensed that Elice had relaxed, he pushed his hips back. Making Elice gasp in surprise from the thrust she never expected.

Elice moaned as she felt Garrett’s masculinity enter her again. She clutched Garrett’s body tightly, surrendering herself to the game created by him.

In the enchanting movements, Garrett brought his masculinity in and out of Elice’s body. Without any selfishness. He seemed to want to ensure that not only he would soar that night, but also Elice.

United tightly, Garrett and Elice’s bodies became one without barriers. Their sweat-slicked skin rubbed against each other, igniting sparks of warmth that burned even brighter.

Garrett withdrew and thrust again. He lifted Elice’s legs, placing her long limbs around his waist, granting himself more freedom to conquer the woman.

As Elice wrapped her legs around Garrett’s waist, she felt how his masculinity slid even faster inside her. She was overwhelmed by the surge that seemed to want to explode her from within.

“Oh, Garrett.”

Garrett growled. His hands gripped Elice tightly, maintaining her position perfectly. His hips moved more fervently.

Pushing and relentlessly pushing, Garrett moved without any pause. Until sweat drenched his body.

Beneath Garrett’s body and assault, Elice closed her eyes, biting her lower lip as hard as she could. Helpless when she felt each thrust pressing down on her.

Elice was cornered. Trapped. Enveloped in sensations she couldn’t escape from.

The world seemed to darken around Elice. More than that, she felt as if there was no air to breathe. Everywhere felt empty, and all that remained was the overwhelming passion that entangled her.

“Garrett!”

His name got stuck in Elice’s throat. Because eventually, one of Garrett’s thrusts made her flinch again, throwing her into a colorful rainbow storm, something she had never experienced before.

Garrett growled, feeling the pleasure washing over Elice, leaving him breathless. The sensation also hit his masculinity inside her.

Elice’s femininity responded naturally, in waves of pleasure she felt. Garrett noticed the sensual grip that felt like a massage on his masculinity, followed by the warm and moist sensation that left him powerless.

Garrett lost control. He acted blindly. His hips moved without a definite direction.

Forward and backward.

In and out.

Garrett continued to bring his masculinity to savor Elice’s femininity. As time passed, it made him grit his teeth even harder. And when Elice’s nails scratched his back, Garrett completely lost control.

Elice did not intend to do it, but when she felt Garrett thrusting harder, she felt the pressure building up again.

The pleasure had just overwhelmed her a few moments ago, but Elice found herself trapped once more. As if she were a prey who had just escaped one snare, only to be caught in another. That’s exactly what she was experiencing now.

Elice hugged Garrett tightly, her nails digging into his back. And she moaned.

Her embrace was met with equal force. Garrett’s strong hands pulled the slender body further into his conquest. Tight, to the point where he almost worried he might crush her bones.

But Elice’s surrender proved that she was not the only one submitting to the waves of passion that engulfed them. Garrett knew it for sure. And that’s why he didn’t think twice.

Garrett pressed on. Increasing the pressure. Plunging his masculinity as deep as possible. To sink and drown in Elice’s femininity.

And repeatedly. When thrust after thrust came, Elice could do nothing but surrender again. To the blinding storm that made her scream loudly.

The pleasure truly made Elice feel shattered. She broke apart. Shattered into pieces that scattered in the wind. Her view blurred instantly.

Garrett could no longer see. He couldn’t perceive anything around him except one thing. Darkness that willingly embraced him.

Because when Garrett held Elice with all his might, he growled. He pressed Elice. And he thrust so deeply. So powerfully. Until he finally shattered.

Garrett exploded in pleasure he had never imagined before. Filled with sensations that made his body tremble. That made him exhaust himself completely. That made him disappear into a darkness that blinded his sight. That made him feel nothing. Except the peace that seemed to embrace him in the remaining night, which was not much.

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