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.

you want to

brief pause, Natalie smiled meekly and responded with a k**s on his

Natalie into 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

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

Natalie felt her saliva dribble down the corner of her

desire even more.He quickly shifted and lapped it up before it

want to feel your hands on

from everything he had just done with his mouth.Her heart was hammering violently

his words, she immediately arched up to him, her soft br***ts flush against his hard, broad ch*st.Her hand stroked the length of his abdomen, then

felt hot to

held her face and leaned her in for another

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

hand bet**en her th**hs.Her folds were sl**k and w*t, a testament to

legs wider.He guided his c**k to her slit and buried himself to the hilt

let out a small cry of pain.She could feel him stretching her insides to an

and pumped in and out of

the slight pain she felt turned into utter, violent

bit her lower l*p to stifle the lewd sounds she was making.But Brandon wanted to hear

pace and plunged himself deeper.She accommodated him well enough, as she had grown so w*t that her

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

end. Brandon felt her grip tighten around his

reached a climax

lay on

pulling out of her p**sy.He wr*pped his arms loosely around her waist, his hands

to take any

her br***ts

slow