Chapter Twelve

SHE WAS LATE! She was certain of this even before opening her eyes, and the stressful realization had her wide awake and out of her bed in seconds. That jerk was going to chew her head off for this no matter her reason, and -— wait a minute. Why didn't she have any clothes on ? And why did the floor she was standing on not look like her bedroom floor?

"Anything wrong?"

The amused drawl made Spencer jump back, and by the time her gaze flew back to the bed, Etienne had already gotten to his feet, and she could feel blood rushing to her head and her jaw dropping open as she stared at the tall, powerful, and gloriously naked man walking towards her.

A moment later, and she could only shriek in surprise when he swung her off her feet the moment he reached her.

"Etienne!" She tried to sound angry but her voice only came out mortifyingly breathless, with her brain still struggling to process the reality of waking up next to her boss.

"Admit it, mi vavli. " A smirk unfolded over his beautiful lips. "You forgot about last night when you woke up."

"Of course not." This time, her voice came out a little stiff, with Spencer doing her best not to think about the fact that both of them were naked, and that his chest hair was tickling her nipples into pouting. She could already feel an embarrassing amount of moisture pooling between her legs, and it made her feel shamefully lewd. This wasn't normal. It just couldn't be normal - oh.

There was something—-

Oh!

There it was again .

Something hard was poking, throbbing, and twitching against her ass—-

Her eyes flew up to him in shock when she realized what it was, and she found Etienne smiling lazily at her as if he had already been anticipating her reaction.

"If you are still worried about how easily I turn you on..." He rearranged his hold on her as he spoke, and the next thing she knew, he was already slowly lowering her on his jutting cock, and a strangled gasp escaped her as she felt his manhood pushing past folds that were already thick and wet with desire.

"Rest assured it's the same for me, sweetheart."

And just like that, Etienne's engorged manhood filled up the last few inches of space inside of her, and she could only cry out at how completely embedded his cock was inside of her pussy. When she felt his fingers grip her hips, she started to protest, worried about her weight—-

Etienne started bouncing her up and down on his cock, so hard and fast that she had to fling her arms around his neck to keep herself from flailing like a fish.

Obviously no need to worry, she thought dizzily as Etienne resumed walking even while he continued to control the pace of their lovemaking with effortless ease. It was as if she weighed no heavier than a fluff of cotton, and when the thought of such strength had her inner muscles reflexively squeezing his cock, it had Etienne growling with pleasure, and the sound made her muscles squeeze him even harder.

Fuck. Etienne had her against the bathroom wall in the next moment, his thrusts turning wild and savage. It was fucking unbelievable, just fucking unbelievable, the way this brat made him crave for her with just a squeeze of her cunt around his cock, and when he heard her cry out, he could feel his control starting to slip.

Fuck!

He quickly reached down and ground his thumb against her clit, hard. In moments, he had her gasping and her nails digging into his back, and when he felt her arousal match his, he pinched her clit, and Spencer screamed.

Etienne pounded into her the moment she started to cum, and her body started convulsing around him. Sticky love juices swirled around his cock, and the feel of it was the final push he needed. With one last pounding of his cock, he shot his wad into her, one long, hot, heavy spurt after another and another until her cunt overflowed.

Spencer could only close her eyes and lean her head against his shoulder, completely spent and feeling like she had lost control of all of her limbs. When he carried her to the Jacuzzi, she could only sigh in pleasure as deliciously hot water bubbled around her body. He pulled out of her when they were waist-deep, and the plopping sound it created made her blush.

Catching sight of the becoming flush on her cheeks, Etienne felt his cock stir, and his gaze slowly traveled down her body. The gently lapping water had teased her pink nipples into erect little buds, and just like that...

When Spencer felt his fingers curl around the sides of her waist, she thought nothing of it, imagining that he was only pulling her close for a kiss. But when he used it to turn her around and gently guide her to the edge...

She glanced at Etienne over her shoulder, and her eyes flew wide open when she saw him stroking his cock, which was already stiff with arousal. "You c-can't be..." Her voice was weak.

"But I can." And the billionaire positioned himself behind her. "And I am." Twining his fingers with hers, he locked her hands into place, her palms pressing hard against the wooden deck of the Jacuzzi just as she felt him slowly and easily slide into her underwater.

Aaaaaaaaah.

And there was no foreplay at all, just instant, mind-breaking pleasure as his fangs sank into her neck at the same time his cock started shoving in and out of her.