The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Sean glanced at the rearview mirror, seemingly feeling embarrassed.

“Excuse me,” he stammered.

“Boss, we’ve…we’ve arrived at your home.”

Upon hearing Sean’s voice, Natalie buried her face in Brandon’s arms, startled as a bird.

She completely forgot that Sean was driving them home today! Her entire face was blushing as she continued hiding in Brandon’s embrace.

She patted him on the ch*st and complained, “This is all your fault.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Brandon said.

He patted her on the back in an attempt to comfort her.He then shot Sean a glance and commanded. “Come to my office first thing tomorrow.”

Sean didn’t know how to respond.He scratched the back of his head, wondering what he had done wrong this time.

Feeling ashamed to stay in the car. Natalie opened the door and got off immediately.

The second she reached the door and opened it, Brandon caught up with her and embraced her from behind.

“Jeez, you scared me!” Natalie exclaimed.

She turned around and placed her hands on the back of his neck.

With his hands around her waist, Brandon led her upstairs.-Before they could even enter the bedroom, he k**sed her again.

want to make a

meekly and responded with a k**s on

the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.He braced himself on top of her and swooped down for a hot, w*t k**s.He l**ked her plump l*ps, s**king and

his shoulders and returned his passion in her own soft way.She was panting before long. She pushed him lightly to catch her breath, but Brandon was ravishing her again in the next second, as if he could never

against his onslaught, Natalie felt her saliva dribble

quickly shifted and lapped it up before it disappeared down her jaw.He trailed k**ses back up

want to feel your hands

reeling from everything he had just done with his

immediately arched up to him, her soft br***ts flush against his hard, broad ch*st.Her hand stroked

felt hot to the touch, and

her face and leaned her in for another

at the twin alabaster globes heaving beneath the silk fabric of her underwear.He made

no time sliding his hand bet**en her th**hs.Her folds were sl**k and w*t, a

knees and spread her legs wider.He guided his c**k to her slit

that followed, and Natalie let out a small cry of pain.She could

and pumped in and out of her, even as she clamped tightly around

the slight pain she felt

Brandon wanted to hear them.He wanted her to m**n and whimper with need

deeper.She accommodated him well enough, as she had

her back and gripped her shoulder.He held her close, her n**ples brushing against his ch*st as her body lurched

felt her grip tighten around his c**k,

her, Natalie reached a

the bed and lay on her side, barely even able to lift

p**sy.He wr*pped his arms loosely around her waist,

unable to take any more

br***ts and gently kneaded

slow enough?” he