The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Chapter 95 

Vanessa 

Dominic’s warning is clear and I’m certain that if I get away from him, he won’t follow me, but my feelings betray me when I rest my back against his bare chest and he lifts up my dress, his hard cock now poking my inner thighs in the back. 

This was exactly what I told myself not to do yet here I am, about to lose myself to him once again. 

As soon as I turn around, our lips lock in a passionate kiss while he pushes me towards the bed and just like all the other times, he eats my pussy until I orgasm, leaving me with a longing for more. 

In the dark, he bends me over right against the edge of the bed and I scream out his name as he goes a little harder than usual on me, yet I don’t beg him to stop. I want it all. 

Not only does he cum twice inside of me, he also does it a third time much later on, when he moves closer for more and once again, I let it happen. Now covered in sweat with my legs still a little shaky, I bring them together and sleep on my side, telling myself that never again will I give in to his touch no matter how strong the temptation. 

I don’t plan on doing this again because I already know what’ll happen in the morning. It’ll be like it never happened for him but for forget this. It was beautiful and that actually breaks my heart as I went against my own decision. 

Only a few hours later, it’s morning and I open my eyes, staring at the ceiling above brightened by the light filtering through the curtains. It’s not long before I feel naked and it makes me close my eyes for a moment, thinking about a few hours ago. 

I drop my head to the side and Dominic’s still fast asleep. 

I’ll never 

I prop myself on my elbow, looking at the end of the bed where he had me in those deep penetration positions we had never tried before. I can still feel his cock ramming inside me and that only makes my pussy twitch. 

Whatever I feel, I need to shut it out and for a start, I get out of bed first. 

In the shower, the water quickly soaks my scalp and skin but as I begin washing myself, every part of me that I touch only reminds me of his hands that were all over me. My body has become so familiar with his touch. 

After I finish showering and I’m about to step out of the cubicle, I hear the bathroom door close and it’s only now that I realize I didn’t lock it. 

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The cubicle is filled with so much steam but I can still see a figure on the other side of it and I know he’s here. 

I expect that now that he knows I’m here, he’ll leave but to my surprise, he slides the cubicle door to the side and stands before me naked, his cock on display. I look at it, then back at his face and he just blankly stares at me. 

“Are you done yet?” 

The tone of his voice is so cold but I’m not even surprised. I knew this would happen. 

“Yes,” I firmly reply. “Give me a towel.” 

He reaches for one, casually handing it to me as he looks at my body with a poker face. I wrap the towel around myself, then step out of the cubicle. 

As I walk past him, my heart breaks a little because of how we’re back to normal again. Even if he were to touch me right now in his sober state. I wouldn’t let it happen. I need to be strong and never give in again. I won’t. 

Dominic 

Last night, I drunk more than I should have and I ended up fucking Vanessa. The alcohol made it difficult to shut out the desire for her and because she looked so good, I just wanted to fuck her. 

By the time we were done, I was already getting sober and it was only then that I realized I had gone too far with it. She obviously wanted me to fuck her. That’s why she gave in, but what was she thinking? How does she see me now? Am I someone who just lusts after her and can’t keep myself under control? That better not be the case. 

Had I been sober, I wouldn’t have done it but do I regret it? No. Fucking her from the back was so sexy. I didn’t know she could scream even louder and I can still hear her right now. The thought of all of it makes my cock hard, and I even picture the image of her wet naked body when I opened the cubicle. 

Quickly, I shut it all out as I remind myself that today is Sunday and I finally get to meet the person who’s been texting me. We agreed to meet at 1:00 am. and it’s already 9 am I need to hurry up and make it on time. Whoever this is, seems to know what they’re talking about and I’m eager to find out who they are. We had initially set the meeting time to afternoon but it seems this person can’t wait and neither can I. 

By the time that I step out of the shower, she’s already dressed up and not even in the bedroom. 

Just as I reach for my boxer briefs, she opens the bedroom door. 

“Hey,” she says, then looks away. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask, putting on my boxer briefs. 

“I didn’t know you were undressed.” She keeps facing the other side. 

“But you saw this in the bathroom.” I shake my head. 

She sighs, finally looking at me. “I ordered some breakfast and it’s here. I just thought you’d want some.” 

“I’ll be there soon.” 

“Cool,” she says, closing the door behind her. 

Though I can’t stop thinking about the short robe she’s in, it’s the thought of her ordering breakfast for two that sticks with me and I chuckle softly. 

Right after I get dressed, my phone begins to ring and my first thought is that it could be Frank just so he can brag about the girls he went to his hotel suite with. 

To my pleasant surprise, it’s Mike and I pick up with enthusiasm. 

“Mike, what’s up?” 

“I hope I didn’t catch you at a bad time or wake you up,” he says from the other end of the line. 

“Not at all. I’m already awake.” 

“That’s surprising, considering how drunk you were last night. How the hell did you sober up so quickly?” 

I think about how many times I fucked Vanessa and it makes me lick my lower lip. 

“Dominic? Are you there?” 

“Yeah.” I clear my throat. 

“I thought I lost you there for a moment. Have you checked the news sites since you woke up?” 

“No.” 

“The launch of Aurum Elite went better than I expected and I owe it all to you and your gorgeous wife. The articles posted about her still brought attention to my brand. It was all worth it. We should get together some time and have a drink.” 

“Sounds good.” 

“Great!” 

After the call ends, I finally make it out of the bedroom and Vanessa’s already sitting at the dining table having her breakfast. 

I pull out a chair on the other side and sit down. 

I’m actually starving a lot and I need to eat otherwise, I wouldn’t even sit here right now after what happened last night. 

As I serve myself, I steal glances at her and she’s just looking down at her food. I spot the hickeys on her neck and it only reminds me of how much I desired her last night. 

When she shoots her head up to look at me, I look away, the silence between us carrying on. 

Despite her sitting on the other side of the table, I know what it feels like having her so close that my cock is inside of her pussy and we’re glued to each other’s bodies. 

As these thoughts flood my mind, I tighten the grip on my fork in frustration. This is exactly what I wanted to avoid yet it’s happening again. I usually handle my alcohol well but last night, I couldn’t fight the side of me that desired her. 

2/4 

Though I know I can’t change the past, what happened will never happen again as I intend to put a stop to this. I know I’ve said it several times before but this time, I mean it. I can’t keep fucking her just for pleasure. She might be my wife and it’s only right that I’m intimate with her, but I don’t want that for myself, not when I’m still in such a difficult place. 

Suddenly grabbing my attention, she says, “Hey, do you have anything planned in the next hour?” 

“Yes.” I keep my eyes on my food. 

“Is it work?” 

“No. It’s just some personal stuff.” 

“Cool.” 

I don’t see the need to tell her about the mystery person who’s been texting me so I still continue to keep it to myself. 

“Why do you ask?” 

Her face brightens up. “I’m going to the orphanage.” 

“You are?” I look up, raising my eyebrows with a small smile. 

“Yeah. I was at the hospital yesterday. I’m so used to checking up on the children now. You really can’t make it?” 

“I’d love to go with you, but this is important.” 

She nods in understanding. 

The rest of the breakfast isn’t so awkwardly silent anymore as we’ve finally broken the ice but every time our eyes lock, it makes me wonder if she’s still thinking about last night. Why did she give in? Why didn’t she resist me? On second thought, who could ever resist me when I’m so good at what I do? 

“Is there something interesting on your mind?” she asks, bringing me out of my thoughts. 

“No.” 

She scoffs, “So you were just smirking for nothing?” 

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“I guess you didn’t realize it.” She shakes her head with a chuckle of amusement. 

I don’t even feel like being at this table anymore after what just happened, so I clean my mouth and get up. 

“I’m going to find Frank.” 

“Okay. Will you be back here?” 

“No. When you’re ready to check out, Mike will take care of it.” 

She nods. “Then I guess I’ll see you at home.” 

“Yeah, see you at home.” 

As I make my way out, I remember something and it makes me stop in my tracks as I look back at her and speak from my heart. 

“Thanks for the breakfast.” 

Her face brightens up and it makes me chuckle how this means so much to her. 

“You’re welcome.” 

As I face forward and head out, it’s only now that I realize just how much softer her voice is when she speaks to me. Even the way she looks at me is different. She might shoot glares at me at times, but it’s not as it was in the beginning and to be honest, I don’t hate it. 

After spending time with Frank, I leave the hotel to meet up with the mystery person and with each text I receive. It actually makes me anxious. What big secret does this person know? Who could this be? 

Though part of me assumes it might be Carmella just trying to get my attention since she’s capable of this after what happened at the hospital, a bigger part of me still doesn’t believe it and that only makes me rush even more to the meeting spot, which is a certain bench at a park. 

3/4 

10:57 AM O 

I sit down and look around, wondering which direction this person will be coming from. 

A few minutes later, a voice from behind me says, “You’re here, good.” 

As soon as I turn around, my eyes widen in shock and I rise to my feet. “It’s you?” 

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