Billionaire's Ex-wife

Chapter 15

I couldn't leave y'all hanging. I'll be back soon.

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Caleb



I am a selfish man. There's no hiding it.

I aim for things that I want for get it, anyhow. This time I wanted Sheldon Monroe. Uh, Shelly!

I couldn't believe I never took a proper notice of her before. After all, she worked at my sister's house. I always she had a little crush on me, but that didn’t do any good to me. No. I thought she was just another girl Who adored me.

BUT- this girl didn't just had a crush on me, she had full fledged feelings for me. The first time I realized the longing in her eyes was when I intentionally ran into her, making her lose her balance and move into me.

That was the first time it felt so right to hold her in my arms. She fit perfectly, like she was made for me. She was like a scared little mouse back then, still is, just a little fierce now.

“Babe,” she moaned into my mouth. “We are still in your car,” she reminded me. Her coat was somewhere in the car and I had the privacy door on, so she would not hold back.

I pulled the the thin straps of her dress down to have access of her shoulder. I didn't care if we were still in my car. I was unstoppable, nothing could stop me now. I pressed fervent kisses all over her neck and trailed my way back to her face.

“No,” I murmured between kisses. “I want you desperately.” There was no hiding it. I was so hard, rock hard and I felt like a teenager getting a little action with a senior girl.

“But, baby.” I swallowed her words with kisses, biting her plum lips. “Ooh,” she moaned when my hands moved towards her thigh.

I was driven by the passion of having her that I didn't notice when the car came to a halt. I took her hand in mine and quickly got out of the car.

I felt in a hormonal teenager, filled with anticipation to f**k someone. God! She was driving me crazy.

Her palms were cold so I rubbed them in mine, calming her nerves. Her blue-gray eyes searched my eyes and shyly looked away. “”Caleb, you know it'll be my first time, right?”

“I know.” Taking her face my palms, I lightly kissed her face as we waited for the elevator. “There’s no need to be nervous about it. It'll be good.”

She gave me a small smile, her cold hands in mine as we walked into the elevator. I pressed in the codes that would take us up to my penthouse apartment. The elevator arrived after what seemed like an eternity.

The elevator dinged opened and I walked out of it and extended my hand to Sheldon. She eyed it for a moment before she placed her slender hand in mine.

“The elevator opens at your apartment? I didn't knew.”

“It’s not a big thing to say.” I was getting a feeling that she was trying distract herself. “C'mon, let's go.”

I pulled her up and guided her into the house. My fingers interlocked with hers, and I kept her close to me, treating her like a lady every step of the way. I controlled the shake of my hand to hide my excitement.

Never in my life I had imagined to be this excited to be with someone.

I took her to upstairs and stopped at the double doors of my bedroom. The pulse in her wrist had picked up as we got closer to my bedroom. Now it was pounding loudly, her heart working in overdrive. Her skin was warm, and there was a distinct color to her cheeks.

I turned to her and circled her waist with my arms. “Shelly, I'm so grateful to be the man to introduce you to s****l intimacy.” I kissed her knuckles, staring deeply into her beautiful blue-gray eyes. “I'm so happy that you've entrusted me to be your first. There's no one more beautiful, graceful and passionate than you in my eyes. You've captured my heart and soul, I love you so much.”

My lips brushed against her hairline, and then I angled my neck down to kiss her. It was supposed to be a quick embrace, but the second my mouth was on hers, I kissed her harder than I should. My hand moved into her hair, and gently sucked on her bottom lip. My tongue emerged next, greeting hers.

Her pulse slowed as our mouths moved together. She breathed into me slower, calm spreading through her body. She got lost in my kiss the way I got lost in hers. I pulled her tighter against my body, her t**s pressed against my chest in the summer dress she wore and the disturbingly outdated overcoat.

I shrugged off the coat from her body and pushed her against my body. I pulled away before I f****d her right against my door. I turned away harshly, giving her a little space from me. I had to remind myself it was her first time. I couldn't rush her into everything. It would have to be slow and passionate.

My hands formed fists, and I had to steady my aggression before it couldn’t be controlled any longer. If I hadn't come to care about her, I would probably f****d her in the elevator or my car. Yes, car would be better,she’d be on her hands and knees and I’d be ramming her from behind, my hands gripping her luscious cheeks.

To my surprise, Sheldon wrapped her arms around waist and kissed the back of my neck, sending delicious shivers to my spine. I loved when she was affectionate. I turned to meet the desire in her eyes and I walked us into my bedroom, me with a raging hard-on in my dress pants.

I discarded my coat, followed it by, removing my shirt.. Sheldon stood beside my king-sized bed, arms around herself not knowing how to lead. My eyes roamed over her body, she looked so tiny compared to me.

I pulled her towards me, and she breathed heavily. She stared at me, partially nervous and partially confident. I caressed her silk-like skin with my fingers, feeling goosebumps.

I carefully removed her dress and dropped it on the floor. As expected, she wore simple white cotton bra and matching panties. I made a mental note to buy her some beautiful lingerie.

Her bright hair contrasted against her pale skin. Her eyes were on me, roaming over my chiseled physique and my eyes feasted her body. There was not a single blemish on her perfect skin neither any stretch mark, it made her skin look unreal.

Unhooking her bra, I dipped my fingers into her panties and she gasped. I teased her core, just to send her over the edge, a little. She made an attempt to cover her breast, but I stopped her. “Don’t hide your nakedness from me, Shelly.”

My heart was unnaturally slow because the c****x of this moment was surprisingly calm. Ever since I first laid my eyes on her, she suffocated my thoughts. The more I looked at her, the more her love towards me grew and it spiked my obsession on another level.

Could you believe, Caleb Rawls was obsessed over a girl? I couldn't. I was obsessed with p***y, but a girl, NO! Sheldon Monroe had managed to make me whipped over her. I f*****g hated her for it.

My hand moved into her hair first, pinning it back so I had full access to her lips. The second my mouth was on hers, I was a goner. Even if she told me to stop, I wouldn’t. At this point, it was all carnal instinct. I wasn’t a person anymore, just a man who needed this woman.

My other hand gripped her ass and caressed her p***y. My tongue danced with hers and encountered the same enthusiasm I felt. Our mouths clung to each other, broke apart, and then came together again in a heated embrace. I could feel her pulse in her neck with my thumb, feel the energy rushing through her veins. The smell of her perfume tingled my nostrils. I gripped her ass cheek tightly, making her moan in my mouth.

I brought her hands to my pants. “Undress me.” Her hands undid my jeans, getting them loose around my narrow hips. I loved it when she undressed me.

My mouth was all over her neck and shoulders. I gripped her hard and pulled her into me, devouring her like she was prey and I was the predator.

I lowered myself to my knees, trailing kisses over her t**s and stomach as I moved. I moved down her long legs and her knees, kissing and sucking her skin.

When I rose to my feet, I pushed my pants and boxers down and kicked them away. I lifted her into my arms, carrying her like she was a feather, and laid her on my bed. Her light body hit the and pulled her legs apart.

For a moment, I just stared at the image in front of me. She looked like a f*****g Goddess and what turned me on more was the seductive streak in her eyes and body. Who knew meek little Sheldon could be a little sultry?

I crawled on top of her, my hard d**k oozing from the tip. My weight hit the mattress, and it slowly began to sink underneath her, slightly curving around her body. My knees separated her thighs, and I moved closer to her, my spine tight with adrenaline. My c**k couldn’t wait to feel that wet and tight p***y. I couldn’t wait to slide through her slickness, to listen to her cry as she tried to take my enormous d**k.

Her hands snaked up my back, and she pulled me closer to her. Her fingertips reached the back of my neck, and she pulled me in for a kiss. When she kissed me, her lips showed all of her arousal. There was tongue, heavy breaths, and heat. She twirled my strands around her fingertips as her thighs squeezed my waist.

My hand dug into the back of her hair, and I got a tight grip as I kissed her harder, pressing her into the mattress. My d**k rubbed against her swollen clit, rubbing her stimulated nerves and making her moan involuntarily. My body got carried away as my mind no longer controlled it. I tilted my hips and pointed my c**k at her entrance. It was tight right from the beginning, I slowly pushed.

I pinned my arms behind her knees and widened her legs, spreading her wide apart so I could fit inside her a little easier. I could kiss her at the same time, but I wanted to enjoy her reactions to me. I wanted to savor every second of this moment, to commit it to memory. I pushed farther inside her, greeted with the wetness of her p***y. I slowly inched deeper inside, feeling her tight channel resist me. It wouldn’t stretch, no matter how aroused she was. I kept going, moving farther and farther.

She breathed deeply as she felt me, her nails digging into my biceps. Sometimes she winced when I pushed a little too hard. All of the emotions were written on her face, the pleasure as well as the pain.

I wasn’t even halfway in yet.

I pushed again, slowly getting more traction now that her body had acclimated to mine. I hit resistance at that point and knew exactly what was blocking my path. I pressed my mouth over hers and kissed her as I gave a quick thrust, breaking through her virginity and finally getting my d**k inside.

Her mouth trembled against mine as she released a whimper of pain. f**k, I was so hard. I sucked her bottom lip and moved inside until I was balls deep. Her entire channel was still tight around me, constricting me like a snake suffocates its prey. My hand cradled her head, and I looked into her eyes. Then I started to move.

I started to thrust.

I rocked her on my bed, moving her back and forth as my hips thrust. My c**k slid in and out of her, covered in her arousal as well as a few drops of blood. The explosion of goodness was deep in my gut, the distant beginning of a c****x that would make me shake with pleasure. I already wanted to explode because this moment was so damn good.

But I held on. My eyes locked on to hers as I enjoyed her p***y, sliding in and out at a greater speed. Her eyes welled with moisture until two tears streaked from the corners of her eyes. I knew I was the biggest asshole in the world for enjoying it. I liked watching her cry, liked watching her struggle to accept my fat c**k. I liked claiming her in a way no other man could.

If she hadn't been working for my sister, I wouldn’t have ever met her. She wouldn't ever fall in love with me and would've struggled to make a living on minimum wages. Some day, a decent asshole would've made her fall in love with him, she would promise her sweet nothings and she would've believed him. They would marry and produce blue-gray eyed children and live a happy life.

But I took her instead.

She was head-over-heels in love with me, I was that asshole to break inside her. I was that asshole to push inside. I will be the only asshole to c*m inside her, who will promise her a life of luxury, make beautiful blue-gray eyed children with her and she will happily die with me.

The asshole inside me was as rampant as ever, but a softer part of me still existed beneath the surface. She brought out that gentleness in me, made me care about her pain when I shouldn’t. So I slowed down. “Babe, you fine?”

“It just hurts a little.”

My spine tightened again, the arousal pooling in my balls. “You want me to stop?” I shouldn’t even give her the option. I should just f**k her as hard as I wanted to. In time, she would stretch, and it would get easier. So she should deal with it. I shouldn’t give a damn how she felt.

“No…it feels good.” Her arms hooked over my shoulders. Another tear slipped down her cheek. “It just hurts too.”

I kissed the tears away on her cheek before it could reach the sheets. “It hurts the first time… especially since I’m a big man.” Her t**s shook every time I thrust into her, and her fingers dug into my hair. She breathed through the pain, moaning sometimes and wincing at others.

I didn’t expect to make her come, not when it was her first time and she was struggling so much. But I wanted to make her enjoy it, to make her look forward to the next time I would have her. Because I could tell in that moment I would want to f**k her forever. All she did was lie there, and it was still the best s*x of my life.

I positioned myself so my pelvic bone would rub against her clit. I ground against her forcefully, pressing into her clit harder than I would with my fingers. The muscles all over my body were tightening in anticipation, and I couldn’t hold back much longer. I wanted to come hard.

She breathed more heavily, and her tears stopped. Her nails started to claw at my back, and she widened her legs farther, doing what she could to accommodate my girth. Her eyes closed, and she arched her back just as her p***y tightened around me.

Thank God.

She came all around me, her p***y squeezing me as she dragged her nails down my body. Her come sheathed my d**k, and her hips bucked automatically. Her mouth trembled against mine, and her moans were a hundred times louder than the other times I made her come. She was in pain, but the pleasure far outweighed the discomfort.

“Caleb..” She brought her hands to my face, caressing my cheeks, lovingly. “Baby, I love you so much.”

I gave my final pumps, this time f*****g her as hard as I wanted. I pushed through her cream then shoved my entire d**k inside her. Like my body was a gun and my d**k was the barrel, a bullet erupted out of my body. I filled her with everything I had, dumping her with more come than my body had ever produced. I gripped the back of her neck and deepened the angle, obsessed with giving it all to her.

I wanted her to sleep with my come inside her. I wanted her to feel me even after my d**k was gone. Sweaty and warm, our bodies were satisfied and exhausted. I stayed on top of her because I wasn’t ready to leave yet.

My d**k was still softening, and I treasured how good that o****m just felt. I moved my mouth to hers and kissed her softly, trying to make up for the cruel way I f****d her at the end.

She kissed me back, her kiss just as enthusiastic.

I slowly pulled out of her, feeling the air against my wet d**k. A spot of blood was underneath her, but I liked the stain. I wasn’t in a hurry to change my sheets, not when I had a nice memory like that.

She brought her knees together and lay there, relaxing now that it was over. I pulled her legs apart and stared at her p***y, seeing the white come accumulated at her entrance. I closed her legs again. “My come is staying inside you all night.”

She propped herself on her elbows and looked at me. “Okay…” She gave me a chaste kiss and smiled. “I love you.”

I moved to the head of the bed where the pillows were, then patted the spot beside me. She crawled over the sheets then lay next to me.

I didn’t sleep with women either, but I thought I could make an with Sheldon. “Sleep tight.” I wanted to give this woman what she wanted since she gave me something so incredible. I positioned her against me, her arm draped over my waist and my arm hooked around her shoulders.

I was tired from the anticipation for the night, and I knew she was sore. Otherwise, I’d be f*****g her again right now. But I didn’t want to push it. I enjoyed seeing her in pain, but I didn’t want to hurt her. Yes, I'm not that big of an asshole.

The only reason why I woke up so early was because my phone was ringing on the nightstand. I squinted my eyes to stare at the screen, barely making out the name.

Dad

I straightened out, answering the phone. “Dad?” I said, not knowing why he called me so early in the morning.

“What am I hearing Caleb?” My father, Chris Rawls, angry voice broke through the phone. “Are you actively trying to defame Rawls name?”

“What are you saying, Dad?”

“Young man, just because I tolerate your playboy persona doesn't mean I will let you ruin our family name.”

I frowned, stretching my mind about what on the earth my dad was referring to. “I want to meet you, immediately.”

“But-”

“No buts, put on your pants and meet me. I won't tolerate lateness.” And then he hung up on me.

I have no idea what my dad was talking about and the only way to find out was to meet him. I looked over my shoulders to find Sheldon deep asleep.

I don't want to wake her up now. I already had taken her more than one time last night and now she deserves to rest. I kissed neck and got out of the bed.

I had feeling that my meeting with my dad won't go smooth.