Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

Melanie quiver nervously as she couldn’t look Mr Gordon right in the eyes after she caught him staring at her boobs through the net bra she was putting on.

Her pinkish nipples are pointed out of the net, which makes her bite on her bottom lips shyly. “I didn’t mean to wear these,” she mumbles, pointing at the bar with her gaze fixed on the floor.

“I didn’t know you were coming. I wouldn’t have worn it.” she blurted out truthfully.

“Why?” Mr Gordon sighs. “I like it,” he roams his gaze on her nipples for a while liking what he’s seeing, he takes his gaze off her boobs when she moves uncomfortably.

With his mouth hanging open, he asks. “Why? are you ashamed of appearing like this before me?” He curse under his breath, feeling a bit mad at himself for getting her such a pair of undies. It’s his fault that she’s feeling that way.

“If I knew you would be embarrassed to emerge in front of me in that undies… I wouldn’t have gotten it for you.” He groans angrily, getting off the bed in an attempt of going back to his room.

Melanie fondled her nail as she didn’t know what to imply, she put forward her head to see Mr Gordon striding closer to her, she take a step backwards and tremble in fear when she feel his grip on her waist.

“I thought we are now a thing but I guess wrong. Perhaps, the ring on your finger is not enough to prove that I’m into you.” he grab her left hand, shoving her ring finger to her face.

“How long should I wait before you start to see me as your betrothed?” he whines, letting go of her hand.

He brushes his hair to the back in frustration, he is having the desire to mate her and it seems she isn’t ready for that, and it’s killing him from the inside.

Melanie stands still, not knowing what to say to him at that moment. She fears she might say something shocking to him.

“I think I will get going now since you don’t want to talk to me, have a wonderful night’s rest.” he bid her goodnight, about to walk away when Melanie unconsciously tug at his arm. She pulls him back and slams her lips against his since their lips are an inch apart.

After planting a soft kiss on his lips, Melanie moves away to stare at his face. His once-angry face now has a confused look plastered all over it.

“If this is what you need, I’m ready for you!” she mumbles under her breath. She moves her face sideways to hide her flushed cheeks.

Mr Gordon’s eyebrows raised in challenge. “What did you just say?” he asks, even though he heard her louder and clearer, he still needs to double-check to make sure he wasn’t hearing wrong.

He has made the mistake once of mating a young lady due to being amorous, and he not doing it again. He wants to make sure Melanie wants it too as much as he does. He has no intention of rushing or forcing her.

“What did you say, Mel?” he asked with a smug smile on his face.

“I want to do it.” she groans and quickly curls her arms around his waist, hugging him tightly, feeling, she’s feeling embarrassed for saying it out loud.

Melanie pulls back from the hug when she feels his hard-on through his sweatpants. With a smile dancing at the corner of his lips, he leans in and smashes his lips against hers, savouring her lips hungrily.

Melanie moans as his tongue makes contact with hers in that hot kiss, her knees wobble as she is gradually losing her strength.

Mr Gordon grabs her waist and sweeps her off her feet, he pulls her to his waist and she circles her legs around his waist. She rests her entrance on his phallus and slowly rocks her entrance against his phallus and smiles when it responds to her invite.

Mr Gordon grabs her butt and caresses her butt gently while smooching her lips. He suddenly nibbles on her bottom lip which makes Melanie moan in pain.

Melanie disengaged from the kiss and stare at his face, feeling betrayed. “Why did you…” she is trying to ask why he bit her when he moves his hand to her boobs and pinch her lightly.

Mr Gordon quickly takes her lips in, letting her moan into his mouth.

“Ouch!” Melanie moans into his mouth and a drop of tears streams down her eyes in pleasure.

Mr Gordon has started to feel weary from carrying her, he moves towards the bed while she has her legs wrapped around his torso.

They get to the bed and he places her gently on the bed, not breaking from the kiss. He tosses off his shirt after undoing the buttons, leaving him shirtless.

Melanie moves her palm to the back of his neck and pulls him with her as she falls flat on the bed. Mr Gordon smirked and break from the kiss. He stares at her face and watches her glow under the dingy light in the room, he plants a kiss on her cheek and watches it grow rosier.

He trails the kiss from her cheek to her neck, sucking on the side of her neck and biting her gently, leaving a mark on it. Melanie moans, and she tries to stop him from giving her any other mark. Mr Gordon takes advantage of the moment and takes his gaze to her boobs, the nipples that look so inviting. He buries his face in between her boobs and an audible groan escapes his mouth.

He grabs the bra with his teeth and pulls it down under her boobs. A light gasp escape her mouth as he circle his tongue on her left nipple.

“Gosh!” Melanie moaned as his hand grabs her right boob, squeezing it hard.

Mr Gordon pulls away from her nipple and gently raises his head to stare at her face.

He looks at her face and their eyes meet, filled with love, and lust and the other one he couldn’t tell what it is.

Mr Gordon squeeze her boob in his hand again and watch as her eyes closed and her lips open in a soft moan in response to his touch.

He traces his finger on her belly button and down to her lap.

Melanie shakes nervously when he rubs his fingers on her opening, he shifts her pant with just two fingers and rubs her pussy cheeks with the natural lubricant that streams down from her opening.

Melanie screams in pleasure when he slips two fingers into her tight wall.

“You wouldn’t want your stepson to know we’re about to give him a brother, were you?” Mr Gordon smirked devilishly, moving his finger in and out of her. Her tight warm pussy wraps around his fingers.

Melanie moans loudly, unable to control the feeling. She grips tight at his hair as she rocks her hips along with the movement of his finger.

Mr Gordon halts for a while, he pulls off his sweatpants together with his pant with one hand. His long thick phallus dang in freedom after it has been freed from the cage. He raises his head to stare at Melanie, he chuckles when he sees her close her eyes with her mouth hanging open after seeing the size of his torso.

“Please get a grip of yourself I’m about to enter your entrance,” he calls to her attention.

Melanie flung her eyes open hearing that from him. He is about to plant the big thing inside of her? “Are you ready?” she asks, unable to stop herself from asking the dumb question.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Mr Gordon nods his head twice, grabs his phallus and places it on her pussy cheeks, he rubs his cap with her pussy oil and Melanie shivers nervously underneath him.

She tightens her grip on his hair and throws her head back when he forcefully slides into her tight wall. She whimpers in pain, biting on her bottom lip to suppress herself from screaming again from the pain she’s feeling.

Mr Gordon relax inside of her before moving his gaze up to stare at her face, confusion plastered on his face. “Are you a virgin?” he asked lowly, he wasn’t expecting her to be this tight. Or perhaps he’s too big for her?

Melanie shake her head. “I’ve only had sex once, guess I’m still as tight as a virgin wall.” she groans, throwing her head backwards.

A beautiful smile finds its way into Mr Gordon’s face as he stares interestingly at her. “Then you’ve got to embrace yourself because I’m not going to be easy on you. Take it as the punishment I talk about,” he smirked and started moving inside of her at high speed.

Melanie’s screams fills the room, she dug her nails into his back, her nails piercing into the skin of his back and he let out an audible grunt. Melanie cries painfully when he wouldn’t slow down for her to catch her breath. She loves what he’s doing to her, and at the same time, she’s feeling pain all over.

“Do you want me to stop?” Mr Gordon smirks, moving his gaze to her face that fills with lust.

“No!” she groans, tightening her grip on his back.

After a while of drilling, he pours his hot liquor inside of her and falls on top of her. “I love you, baby!” he mumbles before closing his eyes for sleep.