Page 96 of The Damaged Billionaire's Obsession

“This won’t take long, I promise,” I say.

“The text—“

“Yes, I understand. You made it crystal clear. This isn’t about the text.”

I steer us towards the ladies’ bathroom.

“Ethan—“ she tries again.

I push open the door for her. “Get in. Unless you want to do this with an audience.” She looks around. We’re alone now, but anyone could come around at any second.

She squeezes past me, careful not to touch me. It grates on my nerves.

The spacious bathroom is empty except for us. I lock the door after me, then face her.

“What the actual fuck, Bonnie?”

“Look, Ethan, I’m sorry I sent you mixed signals. Like I said, I was out of my head with grief—“

“What are you doing here with him?” I interrupt, not needing to hear her excuses again.

“Kevin? He’s my date.”

“Who’s looking at you like prized meat. Are you planning to fuck him?” I demand.

“That’s none of your business,” she snaps back.

I take a steadying breath and huff it out slowly.No. Just–no.

“No sweetheart. Absolutely fucking not. You do not get to twist me into knots for you, then tell me that you fucking another man is none of my business.”

She remains stubbornly silent.

“What, you’ve missed getting your fix of meaningless sex, so you thought you’d pick up a random stranger?”

“Excuse me?”

“You entice him with your tight, sexy body and watch him come for you, is that it?”

“How dare you, asshole!” She flies at me, but it’s no use. I hold her hands firm.

I smirk at her increasing anger. “Let’s play a game then. How about you watch me come, you little voyeur? Right here, right now.”

Shaking with rage, I unzip my fly and take my hard cock out. I let her go, then take a couple of steps back, watching her intently.

Her eyes fall to my fully erect cock, which is pointing up at an angle straight at her face. I let her stare, then start undoing my shirt buttons. Her breath catches as I shrug off my jacket and shirt. My torso bared to her, I grab my cock in one fist and cup my balls with the other. Slowly jerking my cock, I watch her squirm, her thighs subtly rubbing together.

“You want to watch me come? Get on your knees and suck me off.” My voice is like a whip in the silent bathroom. Like she’s in a trance, she comes forward and drops to her knees.

Her submission cracks me wide open. In that moment I know that I would do absolutely anything for her.

I take my hands away. “I’m all yours, love. Go ahead.”

She licks at the engorged crown, and I groan. The stress of the last week melts away under her languid licks. My hands curl around her jaw as she opens her mouth to take me in. My head falls back in pleasure as she suckles and bobs her head repeatedly. Her eyes are trained on me; she’s watching my every move, savoring my responses. Her eyes water as she tries to take more and gags, but she doesn’t let up. Her eyes glaze over, and she moans around me.

My knees start to shake so I lean a hand on the sink for support.

“You’re so fucking sexy with your smart mouth stuffed full and gagging on my cock.” I take my cock from her mouth and give her my balls to suck instead. She wraps her hands around my thighs and buries her face in my balls, licking and sucking them into her mouth. Jesus, she’s ravenous.