The Billion Dollar Sitter

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Authors: Eliza DeGaulle
time, keeping me rolled up. I thought maybe he wanted to keep his seed inside me, increase the chances of it taking and giving me his child. But whatever the reason, I enjoyed his embrace, and the sheer fullness as he rested inside me.
    It wasn't to be forever, though, as he slid down to my side, panting hard, our legs dangling off the bed together. "As marvelous as I expected, Marci." With strength, he dragged me onto to the top of the bed, and embraced me in his arms, my head on his chest. "You'll be the best investment I've ever made."
    Sweet aches, sweet love, sweet juices dribbling out over my thigh and onto the bed. I wanted to fall asleep in his arms, and it was oh so tempting, his chest more comfortable than any pillow I ever had.
    But I agreed to do something, so I was going to do it.
    "Where are you going?" Tyson asked, as I pushed myself to my feet, my legs weak.
    "I was told to stay near Ty, so I have to go back to my room." To my surprise, in a flash, he swept me off my feet. "Whoa, what?"
    "I did request you do that, my dear. But I've also decided I want you in my arms as I sleep."
    Naked, he carried me through the halls, cradling me warmly in his arms. He cared not if anyone scurried about, and brought me back to the bed he had assigned me. It was smaller, perhaps only a queen, but he didn't seem to care. He lay on top of it, never releasing me. I knew he wouldn't unless absolutely necessary.
    Tyson's hand rested on my stomach, and I kindly accepted it, holding it tight.
    I still expected to awaken at any moment, back at my ratty old bed, ready to report to the Tender Loving Company the next morning. But if this were a dream, I was going to enjoy it for as long as possible.
    If it wasn't? Fate got the world backwards, because last time I checked, reality wasn't supposed to be far more wonderful than fantasy could ever be.
     
     
    Her Billion Dollar Debut
     
     
    It was still an utter shock every time I returned from the bathroom. I was used to seeing a room with tattered, dog eared posters with sexy rock stars, teen idols, and all the other hot young things that so often invaded my fantasies. I was used to the splintering furniture that would break if I looked at it the wrong way. I was used to the ratty old bed that was probably twice as old as I was, with the spring that would scratch up my calf if I wasn't careful.
    I was still amazed to see what I was surrounded by now, even after a week. Marvel, wonder, and riches. Instead of cheap cheesy posters, I had true works of art - originals, not reproductions. Good ones too, worth tens of thousands of dollars. I had a walk in closet full of the finest clothes imaginable. And as I face-planted onto the bed it was as if I dove into clouds. So soft, I was tempted to fall asleep right there.
    Even more amazing, though, was what had happened the morning after my first lusty evening with billionaire Tyson Knight. Oh God. That was more divine than anything else that surrounded me. He had carried me naked, tended to my aching body. A sweet start to the next day, I awoke to the orgasmic feeling of him deep inside me, bucking his hips, as his penetrations gave me such a sweet morning.
    His big, firm hands massaged my breasts and held my body close, his warmth greater than any blanket. Then he forced my face toward him and kissed me so deeply. Oh God. Just remembering it got me wet. My hands ached to dive down into my silk panties.
    The raw, passionate lust he had as he pounded into me, that worked towards my bliss, and wanted only my happiness. The pounding waves pulsed over my body so quickly, as if he knew how it worked better than I did, and how to make me beg him for even more. I did just that. I moaned for him and took everything he gave me.
    He had wasted little time in delivering - his thick, pulsing cock shuddered as he fired load after load of his virile cream inside me. It spurted in reinforcements to the to the seeds he had planted the night before. Sweetly, he

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