The Billionaire's Secret ✓

(9) - Old Ends And New Begins

James POV

Pure  fucking temptation that's what she is. She consumes me. She is the perfect mix of everything I craved for.

We never realize how frozen we are until someone starts melting the ice.

Her fingers tug in hair in urgency, bringing my closer and I push my tongue and soon she joins making me groan. She drives me insane. Every fucking sound that comes out from her mouth fuels me at all levels.

There is a difference between kissing someone because they are beautiful and attractive and kissing someone because words can no longer accurately express your feelings to them.

I push her against the door, pushing my body hard against. Grabbing onto her hands, pinning them above her head, wanting to feel her breast pressed up against me just like a greedy bastard.

"Oh. James." she moans my name and I had to fight the urge to bend her over the desk fuck her and make her moan my name over and over again that she forgets hers. Every fucking touch driving me to the edge.

I grab her thighs and wrap it around my hips and surge forward, the feeling of heaven, magic, and lust: three things that would never fit in a single line. I can't help but groan that is swallowed by her luscious lips and I grind faster. She pulls away and pushes her head back. The moans rolling from her mouth encouraging me to push harder against her.

Her delicate neck displayed before me, begging me to taste and I immediately latch on, "oh fuck James" she tugs my hair giving me more area and I gladly feast on it. I groan and clasping her flesh between my teeth making sure to leave a mark. Every time she looks at the mirror I need her to know that she is mine and how good it was. Claiming her mine.

She is fucking mine. She pulls me like a fucking magnet. She has me wrapped around her fingers. I love the way her body reacts to my touch, fucking sensitive and no one will ever touch her the way I do.

"Mine" I urge, grinding against her faster.

"Yours" she breaths capturing my lips once again sealing it with a promise.

I was a dark a fairytale, she was a twisted fantasy and together we made MAGIC.

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"Dad wants everything to be perfect as usual. Last time we screwed up. So I have to organize stuff which is pretty a lot and you have to meet with the  people and of course, we have a ton of paperwork." Matt, my cousin, and my sidekick rambles about work while playing Fortnite for straight four hours.

It's almost two in the morning and I can't sleep, all I can think of is her. Her hands-on my hair, her legs wrapped around my torso. Our tongues sliding together dueling and tasting with hunger and passion.

She is so fucking pretty. She has a decanter shaped waist and her complexion had an impeccable, ochrous hue. Her long blonde hair plunged over her shoulders. Her deep green orbs make me go nuts.

"Hello, dreamy? Are you even listening to me?" Matt's voice brought me back to reality.

"Of course I'm."

"Sure, then what was I saying?" he challenged me.

"Well.." I don't know he was even talking. " ummm...you said... Y-you really need to get laid." I mock.

"No. No. No. Noooooo" he screams breaking yet again another ps4 of mine. I'm beating up his ass.

"What the hell?" we both yell for different situations.

"You're thinking of her, aren't you? I told you to stay away from her!" he keeps on yelling.

"Firstly stopping yelling at me. Secondly, she is mine." I scream.

"No. No. This is not real. You know eventually, you have to go tell her about Amara. You can't build relationships in lies" he looks at me in horror.

"I almost lost her today just knowing a bit of my past, I won't ruin it again... She would go insane besides this isn't lying... it's  just hiding a part which is even necessary." I shake my head.

"You do whatever want but I swear, she breaks your heart again, I'll break her head." he grits making me smile.

"New beginning is all we want, I'm not going backward I'm starting over. New beginning brother" I smirk.

Who determines when old ends and new begins? It's not a day on a calendar, not a new year, not a birthday. It's an event, big or small, something that changes us. I ideally give is hope and I hope to hold on it.

Amara is an old chapter that I don't want to open up its just old scars which led me to darkness but Emily is a type of light that doesn't have an off switch.

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Small chapter but hope you all enjoyed ❤️

I'm not sure about his pov but I did my best.