Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 16

BLAIRE

Struggling to regain my composure, my breaths uneven, and my heart racing. I watched in anticipation

as he began to undress with a deliberate yet enticing grace. The air seemed charged with an

electrifying energy, each article of clothing falling away like a prelude to an intimate symphony.

As he revealed himself before me. my gaze was drawn to his formidable presence, a sight that never

failed to captivate. A gulp escaped me involuntarily as my eyes locked onto his impressive member, a

testament to his undeniable virility. It was in that moment that the memories of his size. both in length

and intensity, flooded back. momentarily causing me to forget the challenges that awaited in fully

accommodating

him

I haven’t fully recovered from that mind-blowing Or gasm, but my b*dy is still on fire. My heart was

racing as I watched him slowly case himself inside me.

“Aaahhh…” We both moan in unison. The mixture of pain and pleasure engulfs my whole b*dy. It’s

been so long since I last had any S**ual experience. Despite knowing that I’m not married anymore. I

still couldn’t make myself interested in anyone, much less sleep with them. So, this whole experience

feels like the first time all over again.

“Oooohhh…so fcking tight he grunted as he slowly pushed himself inch by inch.

Time seemed to stretch indefinitely as I awaited the moment when he would finally be entirely within

me. The anticipation hung in the air. laden with a mixture of desire, making each passing second feel

like an eternity. Holding my breath. I steeled myself for the impending intensity, bracing against the

initial discomfort that accompanied the fullness of his sizable presence.

His awareness of my struggle became evident, prompting a subtle shift in his approach. With a tender

understanding, he began to massage my clt, his fingers dancing with a knowing rhythm that added a

layer of pleasure to the growing symphony of sensations. As his hips moved with deliberate slowness,

the dual sensations of pain and pleasure created a delicate balance, a dance of contrasts that

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heightened the intimacy of the

moment.

The pain gradually yielded to a sweet, tingling sensation that enveloped me, and I found myself

surrendering to the rhythm of our connection. In a crescendo of sensations, the pain melted away,

replaced by an intoxicating mix of pleasure and fulfillment.

When he finally pushed his whole self completely inside me, the culmination of desire and surrender

brought forth a sense of fullness in my b*dy. In that moment, time

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seemed to stand still, and we became entwined in the profound union of two souls navigating the

depths of passion.

He stayed still for a moment, allowing me to adjust my insides to his size. “Are you okay?” he asked

while breathing heavily.

“Hmm…” I replied, followed by a nod.

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“I’m going to move now,” he informed me before slowly easing himself out and then thrusting deeper.

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The initial wince of pain was but a fleeting moment, a mere prelude to the symphony of sensations that

followed. As minutes ticked by, the discomfort dissolved into a distant memory, replaced by an all-

encompassing wave of blissful pleasure that. engulfed my entire being. Unable to contain the euphoria,

my moans echoed through the room, rising in intensity like a melody reaching its crescendo.

His movements, initially soft and gentle, took on a fervent pace, mirroring the rhythm. of our shared

desire. The gradual acceleration of his thrusts transformed the intimate dance into a passionate

crescendo, leaving both of us breathless in the wake of each exhilarating exchange. It was as if he had

become a wild horse-unrestrained and untamed, galloping through the realms of ecstasy.

I surrender to the rhythmic cadence of his thrusts, each movement sending a delicious shiver down my

spine. The room is a hazy blur, and all that exists is the intoxicating dance of passion between us. His

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pace quickens, a symphony of desire that echoes through the very core of my being.

“Oooohhh…fck!” he grunted as his hips continued to move on top of me.

With each thrust, a sweet tingling sensation unfurls atop my belly, a tantalizing prelude to the

impending pleasure. It’s as if every nerve ending is ablaze with fervent anticipation; each pulse of

desire is building upon the last. The room becomes a sanctuary of sensation, where time loses its grip

and we exist in the suspended realm of shared desire.

“Ooohhh….yes, please…more…faster!” I pleaded as I shamelessly grinded my hips, trying to imitate

his movement.

Our bodies create a hypnotic rhythm that weaves through the air. I am caught in the vortex of pleasure,

unable to resist the magnetic pull that draws me deeper into the abyss of pleasure. The sweet torment

of sensation courses through me, and I find myself on the brink of an overwhelming release.

I feel a surge of pleasure radiating from the core of my being. His thrusts, now a seamless fusion of

urgency and passion, propel us both into a realm where time stands still. The room echoes with the

primal sounds of our shared unspoken language, which.

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communicates the depth of our connection. It’s a dance of vulnerability and surrender, where every

nuance of pleasure becomes a brushstroke on the canvas of our shared intimacy.

I moan loudly as it echoes the pleasure coursing through me. The air is heavy with the scent of

passion, and I am enveloped in the heady embrace of ecstasy.

“Yes…ooohhh…fck me harder!” I begged him as I slowly ascended to the peak of my

Or gasm.

“Yes, love. Cvm for me, baby,” he whispered against my ear as he thrust deeper into my core, reaching

the innermost part of my femininity.

And then it happens: a seismic wave of pleasure crashes over me, an all-encompassing tidal force that

leaves me gasping for breath. I am consumed by euphoria, a kaleidoscope of sensations that paint the

canvas of my consciousness. The room, once a silent witness, now echoes with the aftermath of our

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shared

ecstasy.

We lay together in the quiet aftermath, our bodies intertwined after sharing our desires. He remained

on top of me and inside me. The air is filled with the lingering traces of intimacy, and we gradually

return to the present moment. In the calm aftermath, a strong sense of connection lingers, our

synchronized breaths silently acknowledging the depth of our shared pleasure. The room, once filled

with desire, now echoes with a silence of satisfaction.

We were both breathing heavily as we listened to each other’s heartbeat. Our hearts dance to the

rhythm of our passion and desire. We were just enjoying the warmth of each other’s bodies when my

phone suddenly rang. I wrapped the blanket around my b*dy and stood up to pick up my phone from

the floor that was inside the pocket of clothes.

my

I frown when I read Ethan’s name flashing on the screen. I bit my lower lip as I was contemplating

whether to answer the call or not. It’s not like Ethan and I have any sort of relationship, but I don’t want

Sebastian to get the wrong idea. We’re just starting to patch up our marriage, and I don’t want to raise

another misunderstanding. In the end, I decided not to answer the call. I hang up the call and place the

phone on top of the bedside table before going back to the bed.

“Who was it?” he asked curiously.

“A friend from Hawaii,” I replied, vaguely giving him context.

“Why didn’t you answer?”

“Do you want me to answer?” I responded, throwing back the question.

He smirked. “Yeah, you shouldn’t. We’re just getting started,” he said with a playful smile

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on his lips.

He was about to give me another k*ss when my phone rang again. This time, he’s the one who

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grabbed my phone from the bedside table. His eyebrow arched while reading. the name flashing on the

screen.

“Ethan?”

I roll my eyes as I hear a hint of jealousy in his voice. “He’s a friend, okay?” I assure him.

But his face remains dark. “Hmm…” He eyed me suspiciously. “Go on, answer it,” he said. while

handing me the phone.

I have nothing to hide, so I did what he asked me to do. I wrapped the blanket around. my b*dy tightly

before snatc hing the phone away from his hand. Though I know I’m not doing anything wrong, I’m still

not comfortable with him listening to our conversation, so I decided to take a few steps away from the

bed.

The room looked the same at the restaurant a while ago. It was surrounded by a glass wall, and you

could see the whole city from where I was standing. I’m confident that this is tinted glass, so I’m not

worried about being seen from the outside. As I stand around the corner of the room, I answer the call.

“Hey, Ethan,” I greeted.

“Hey, stranger,” he replied jokingly.

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“What’s up?” I asked.

“Ahmm. Aren’t you forgetting something?” he said.

I think for a minute, trying to remember if I forgot something that I’m not supposed to, but I can’t think of

any. “Did I? Sorry, I’ve been busy these past few days,” I said.

“Well, I told you to send me your address, didn’t I? I’m going to New York this weekend,” he said.

It almost slipped my mind that Ethan was planning to come here. I didn’t tell him anything about my

past. I don’t see the need for it. But now, I don’t know how to tell him not to follow me here.

I was about to answer when I felt someone’s presence behind me. I don’t need to turn around to know

who it was. He planted soft k*sses on my shoulder, going up to my neck and sending shivers down my

spine. I couldn’t focus on what I’m about to say since I’m already preoccupied by the warmth of his

mouth, which leaves trails of k*sses against my skin. I put the phone away to stop Sebastian from

distracting me.

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“Sebastian, stop,” I whispered. But my voice doesn’t have conviction, as if I don’t really

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mean what I said.

“Hmm…” he responded, completely ignoring my words.

I cleared my throat, hoping that it would also help me clear my head before putting the phone back

against my ear.

“I’m sorry, Ethan. But I’m not sure if it’s the right time for you to come here. I still have a lot of things

going on.”I quickly turned around and gave a stern look when I felt the tip of his member poking behind

me. “Sebastian, I’m warning you,” I whispered with gritted teeth.

“He’s planning to come here,” he responded as he continued to plant soft little k*sses on my neck,

ignoring my warning.

“Yes, but I’m going to tell him not to,” I answered.

“Come on, let him come. I want to meet this Ethan guy,” he insisted.

But I know he better not do it. “No,” I refuse.

“Blaire? Are you still there?” I heard Ethan say it on the other line.

“I’m here,” I responded. While I’m trying my best to talk to Ethan, Sebastian’s hand starts removing the

blanket that’s wrapped around my b*dy. It didn’t take long before I found myself fully n*ked while he

was standing right behind me.

“As I was saying…” Ethan continues.

But I didn’t understand a single word he said, as I’m completely lost in desire once Sebastian’s hand

moves down in between my legs and starts playing with my cl*t.

“Fck!” I cursed loudly when he thrust his huge member inside me without a warning. Sebastian is

ruthless when he’s jealous. “Ethan, I’m sorry. Let’s talk some other time,” I quickly said over the phone

before hanging up without waiting for his answer.

“Good choice,” he whispered as I could feel his triumphant smile against my ear.

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“Shut up and start fcking me,” I ordered him.

“Yes, ma’am,” he responded triumphantly before starting to thrust behind me.

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