Filed to story: The Billionaire’s Regret Novel By Symplyayisha >>
A few Days Ago
Oscar was typing away on his laptop when a knock came through on the door.
“Come in,” he answered, without even looking up from what he was doing.
The person on the other side obeyed his voice, entered, and slowly shut the door.
“Still working?” the very familiar voice said with a small smile, making him look up from his laptop.
“Yeah, just trying to finish this report. But I’m glad you’re here.” She approached his desk area and sat on the visitor’s chair, her eyes not leaving the yummy personality that was seated opposite her.
“I’ve told you not to be sitting there again. Come here!” Oscar commanded the moment her ass connected with the chair.
“Someone might walk in,” she whispered, taking a glance at the door.
“That’s for me to worry about. Come to Daddy,” he gestured for her to come over to where he was seated.
Trying to hide her blush, Victoria slowly rose to her feet and approached Oscar. He made her sit on his lap and immediately cupped her face in his hands and initiated a k**s. It was soft, passionate, and would have gone for a little more while if Victoria hadn’t pulled away.
“Someone might walk in,” she said.
“So?”
“Are you that shy of me?”
“No baby, I just don’t want problems. Literally all the ladies in this building have eyes for you. I really don’t want my name to be in their mouth for rumors.”
A small smile crept to Oscar’s lips. “Since when did you start caring about people’s opinions?” He pulled out her tucked-in sh**t from her sk**t and slowly snuck his hand under her sh**t, heading in the direction of her b**bs.
“I don’t. I just don’t like attention.”
“You don’t like attention and yet you’re in love with Oscar Wayde? Interesting!”
“Don’t throw it at my face.” She smiled, but the smile was soon taken over by a soft moan.
“Easy,” she said, trying to hide her blush.
“You don’t like this?” He applied more pressure fondling her n**ples.
“I do. My b**bs have just been so sore lately. So any movement on my n**ples gets to my head.”
Before she could say anything else, he raised her sh**t up, pulled down her br*, and latched onto her left n**ple while fondling the right one. He s**ked like a baby who had been deprived of his favorite meal.
“Oscarrr!” She let out a soft moan, trying so hard to keep her voice at bay. Vicky had no idea when she placed her hands on Oscar’s head, guiding him well to s**k those t*ts. In as much as she hated to admit it, she loved the painful pleasure she was feeling down there.
“F**k, yes!”
“Oscar,” she called out the moment she felt him spr**d her legs the way she was seated on his lap.
“Don’t tell me you’ve started to get scared again,” he whispered, returning his lips to her n**ples while shifting her panties to her bikini line area.
“Somebody might walk in.”
“Forget everyone and focus on us.”
“I love how you’re always so wet for me.” He started running a finger over her cl*t. Increasing the pace, he spoke, “Don’t hold back your moans. I want to hear all of it.” Oscar’s office was soundproof, so he knew he had nothing to worry about. Vicky didn’t trust herself well enough to speak, so she nodded.
Not being able to hold himself any longer, Oscar slid two f**gers into her p**sy. He removed his l*ps from her n**ples and started trailing k**ses around her neck, slowly finger f**king her.
“I love how your body reacts to my touch. I could f**k you all day.”
“Yes,” she m**ned.
“Yes, what?” He knowingly increased his pace, pumping his f**gers into her.
“Don’t stop, Oscar.”
“Why?”
“…oh f**k…yes.”
“Talk!”
“I want your d*ck in me.”
“Beg for it.”
“Please, baby.”
“Please what?” He gr**ned, not relenting on his pace.
“I want your huge fat cock in me!!!”
“You’re gonna get what you want, B*tch!” He gently slapped the face of her p**sy and made her stand to her feet. Oscar rose to his feet too, he bent Vicky over his desk, raised her sk**t up, unbuckled his p*nts, took down his briefs, p*tted her legs a bit, sl*pped her *ss, and slowly ent**ed her from behind.
“Hmmmmm, yes baby!” Vicky moaned in pleasure as Oscar th**st into her d**per and faster. He went rough on her until the duo came together, with him emptying all of his s**ds inside of her.
“I love you,” he whispered in her ear before withdrawing his d*ck. Victoria blushed as she made her way to the adjoined bathroom in his office with shaky legs. She cleaned up, adjusted her clothes and hair, then came out in no time.
Instead of going back to sit on the visitor’s chair, she went straight back to her lover’s lap, and he willingly embraced her.
“I want to show you something.” Before Vicky could ask what it was, Oscar leaned forward a bit, opened his drawer, and took out a square-shaped box. Victoria’s throat went dry, her heart started beating twice as fast at the realization of what that could be.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for a while now but I was waiting for the right time.”
“I can’t imagine you existing in this world and not being mine. It made me realize I had to act fast because I would be so damn jealous if another man took you away from me.”
He opened the box. Victoria felt tears rush to the corner of her eyes at the sight of the very gorgeous ring.
“Will you marry me?”