Cheating The Billionaire

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Zac jolted out of his nightmare when he heard Taylor walk in. Sweating, he looked around the room and fixed his eyes on her. 

“You okay, Zac?” Taylor looked concerned and sat by his side.

“When did you arrive?” He asked and ignored her question.

“A few minutes back...Is something wrong, did his men contact you?” Taylor turned pensive.

“No, anyway, how was your trip?” Zac asked eagerly.

“Oh i finally managed to submit my next collection to Camila and-,” Taylor started of in excitement but was cut short by him.

“Chase! Did my Queen manage to win him over?” His voice got deeper.

“Ah...Yes, I guess so…” her voice faltered.

“What do you mean? Is he or did you mess up again?” Taylor saw the rage building up in his eyes.

“He’s asked me out this weekend,” She quickly replied.

“Aah, I knew you’d work your little magic on him!” Zac smiled in relief. “Come her, my love,” He pulled her in his arms.

“I’ve missed you,” he snuggled and kissed her.

Taylor knew how this would end but she wasn’t ready yet. The journey back home had exhausted her.

“I need a shower!” She pulled away from his embrace.

“Want me to join?” He grinned.

Taylor pushed him playfully and went in to take a shower.

After a nice long shower she stepped out and noticed that he had left. The host shower had left her body steaming, Taylor decided to cool off and took off her towel. Picking up her favourite book she reclined on the bed and began reading.

It was a thriller romance novel, Taylor just got started with reading the juicy erotic parts when she felt Zac spoon her from behind. “Fresh from the oven…” he whispered and ran his hand over the curves of her steamy body.

Taylor was about to put the book down but he insisted on her reading it aloud.

“Let’s try something different this time,” he said and nestled his c**k against her ass.

“Maria’s n*****s hardened as he sucked on them…” she read and heard his breath quicken. Their  sweat mingled and made their skin stick together. His hands explored Taylor’s body and she reached a hand back behind him so she could do the same to him. 

“Go on…” his voice deepened.

“Gerald licked her inner thigh and slipped his tongue inside her,” Taylor read and closed her thighs tight.

She could feel Zac touching her thick thighs, her hips and then her soft t**s. Cupping one breast in his clammy hand, he squeezed it in circular motion. 

“Uh...Mari-a..aah…” Taylor moaned and couldn’t focus on the page.

“Yes, babe...go on…” Zac licked her earlobe and pinched her tit.

Taylor was getting wet between her thighs. She swallowed and continued reading. 

“Mari-a...suc-khh...aah...his c**k haaaard…” she closed her fist and shifted.

Zan put a finger in her mouth for her to suck. Taylor swirled her tongue around his finger in the same motion she’d use for his c**k. Occasionally she turned her head so they could kiss. 

Taylor moved her hips to grind against him. Heat built up between them just like it did between the characters in the story. 

They were fully aroused and desperate for each other. Taylor dropped the book. He immediately put on a condom and slid his c**k inside her, which was easy because he was rock hard and she was soaking wet. 

“I’m gonna f**k you so deep, you’ll feel me in your bellybutton,” he said and began f*****g her.

Pulling her thigh over her waist, he rocked his hard c**k inside her and made her moan. Taylors eyes rolled as he sucked on her sensitive t**s.

“Who’s your daddy?” he grinned with pleasure as his c**k went deep inside her.

Taylor’s nectar spread down his balls and onto the sheet. Her toes curled with every aggressive push he made inside her. 

“Za-ckh…” Taylor could feel him deep inside her just like he had said. “He’s so good,” She thought as his c**k rubbed in and out of her small opening.

“Aaah you sweet, sweet thing...you make me wanna c*m inside you,” he closed his eyes and kissed her lips.

Digging his nails in her butt cheek he pulled her closer and cummed inside her. He pulled out of her and proudly saw his c**k before taking off his condom. They cuddled, talked, and drank water for quite a while afterwards. He ended up sleeping next to her. 

Taylor got ready for bed and turned out the lights. As soon as she slipped under the covers, Zac held her close. Taylor turned around to face him. Their legs intertwined and it seemed impossible to keep their hands off of each other. It was late, they were sleepy, but they didn’t stop. Maybe they couldn’t stop because they loved each other. 

Taylor felt his c**k harden again. She positioned herself on top of him and he grabbed her hips, her ass, her waist, and she instinctively started to grind against him. Zac sat up and pushed her down onto the bed. He kissed her forcefully. She ran her fingers through his hair.

She gasped when she felt him rub the smooth, firm head of his c**k against the lips of her soaking wet p***y. She couldn’t bear it. He let out a sound between a moan and growl. 

“f**k me haaaard!” she told him how badly she needed him inside her. She begged him to enter and fill her. 

 “As you wish my lovely,” he whispered, thrusting his bare c**k into her hole, groaning at the unparalleled, taboo pleasure of being skin to skin, no barrier between them. Taylor could distinctly feel the coronal ridge of his c**k as he thrusted in and out of her.

She wrapped her legs around him in an effort to force his body even closer to hers. All too soon, he told her he was going to c*m. He stopped f*****g her and used a hand to press his c**k against her belly. He thrusted against her a few times before she felt his c*m coat her dewy skin. Sweaty, breathless, and sleepy, Zac and Taylor got back under the covers and cuddled before falling deeply asleep. 

Back at Chase’s place, Chase had asked one of his men to get information about Taylor’s background.

“Her records are clean. Her only family is her granny who stays in alabama. She has been living alone, doing odd jobs,” the informer explained.

“Interesting…” Chase crossed his legs and glanced at the blood stained hair scarf on the table.

“You want me to get rid of that?” The informer asked to which Chase stared at him angrily.

“No! Your work is done here, you may leave,” He pressed his lips and picked the headscarf before slipping it in his pocket.