Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 25

BLAIRE

In that moment, when I said “everything,” a cheeky twi nkle lit up my eyes. The room buzzed with

excitement as a big meal rolled in front of Sebastian. His office, usually scrious business, turned into a

food party place.

Trying not to laugh, I enjoyed seeing all the tasty dishes coming in. Sebastian’s work table,

unexpectedly turning into a stage for the food show, happily welcomed each plate. Even the workers

who helped bring the food seemed surprised; their eyes got big. quietly showing how amazed they

were.

I thanked the last delivery person with a nice nod and used Sebastian’s card to pay. After he left, I

closed the door, making Sebastian’s office a cozy spot just for us

As I walked to the table, I couldn’t ignore Sebastian’s intense look. “What?” I asked. innocently, acting

like I didn’t know he was upset.

He frowned more. “Can you finish all of that?”

“I’m hungry,” I said, shrugging like it was no big deal. With a playful look, I went to the dishes from

different places-some with Asian flavors, others with fancy European. tastes. My feast was ready to

begin.

I know Sebastian hasn’t eaten as well, but I’m determined to make him pay for what he did last night

and this morning. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked him with an arched eyebrow when I saw

him getting food from the table.

“Eating,” he responded sarcastically.

“You order yours. These are all mine,” I told him.

His frown even got deeper. He let out an exasperated sigh as he massaged his temple. “Don’t be

absurd, Blaire. You can’t possibly finish all of those.”

“I don’t care. I can take home the rest or give it to your employees,” I argued.

“You’re giving it to my employees, yet you couldn’t even give me a plate?”

“Exactly,” I said, giving him a fake smile.

He ended up going back to his table and picking up his phone. “Clifford, bring me some food,” he

ordered before hanging up the phone.

He was glaring at me as he watched me eat my meal. While waiting for Clifford, he made himself busy

in front of his laptop. He would occasionally lift his head and look

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at me with a death glare. Clifford took at least thirty minutes before he arrived with. Sebastian’s meal.

“Oh, Clifford! You’re here. Why don’t you grab some food? Get whatever you want,” I offered him as he

walked inside the office with a takeout bag in his hand.

He was switching his eyes between me and Sebastian. He looks confused about what’s happening.

Who wouldn’t be? Sebastian asked him to buy him some food when there’s already a lot of food here.

Though hesitant, Clifford put the takeout bag on Sebastian’s table before he walked towards the table.

With each food that he picked up, he would look at Sebastian as if he were asking for permission.

Sebastian, on the other hand, remained silent as he continued to glare at me as if he were about to eat

me.

I continue to ignore him as I enjoy my food. We stayed silent the whole time we were having a meal.

He was sitting on his desk while I was at the far end of the conference table.

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“Aaahhh, I’m so full,” I moaned before leaning against the backrest of my chair. Ast expected, I didn’t

manage to eat even a quarter of the food that I ordered. I just ordered. those foods to despise him.

I saw him eat a few bites, but I don’t think he likes his food. I noticed that he hadn’t finished his food. I

somehow felt guilty knowing that he didn’t eat lunch because of me.

grabbed a plate of sushi, which I knew was one of his favorites, and brought it to his table. “Here, you

can have this,” I said before placing the plate on his table. I was about to return to my table when he

suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him, causing me to fall on his lap.

“You think this plate of sushi is enough to make up for pis sing me off?” he asked with his deep and

baritone voice.

I gulped upon seeing the pure light glimmering from his eyes. “You pis sed me off first,” I argued,

pouting my lips, hoping that was enough to bring me out of this danger.

“Since we already established that we indeed pis sed off each other, don’t you think it’s about time to

make amends?” He asked as his fingers were slowly tracing my skin, from my arm all the way up to my

shoulders, before finally settling on top of my exposed cleavage.

“What do you suggest?” I asked with deep breaths, as his fingers against my skin were sending electric

jolts throughout my b*dy.

“There’s only one thing in my head right now. And that’s makeup s3x,” he murmured as he brushed his

lips along my jawline.

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“H-Here?” I asked nervously.

My breath hitched as he affirmed, “Yes,” his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. His trail of

k*sses continued, a tantalizing journey down my neck, igniting a delicious ache of anticipation within

me. His reassuring words were, “Don’t worry. No one would dare come inside my office without my

permission,” resonated in the intimate space we shared.

That promise was all I needed-a fragile yet sturdy thread weaving through the fabric of desire, tethering

me to the moment. I surrendered to the pleasure that his k*sses conjured, each one leaving an

indelible mark on my very being. The air within-his office cra ckled with the charged energy of an

unspoken agreement, a sanctuary where only our intertwined destinies mattered.

His lips continued their descent, planting gentle k*sses along the contours of my neck and tracing a

path down the inviting valley of my breast. Simultaneously, his other hand embarked on a journey,

gliding down the curves of my thighs with a possessive yet tender touch. Every touch was deliberate,

an exploration fueled by an unspoken understanding of longing.

“I hate when you wear jeans.” His whispered confession reached my ears, punctuated by the softness

of his k*sses. “I don’t have easy access to this, he murmured, his hand now resting between my legs.

I let out a gasp as his fingers moved through my jeans and found the most private parts. of me. The

thick fabric couldn’t stop his determined touch; his fingers started a rhythm that made my b*dy feel

intense.

My

moans filled the small room, mixing with quiet wishes. Every feeling became stronger, together with the

fear of getting caught or being heard by the innocent people outside his office.

He didn’t need words; what he did said everything. His touch showed a strong feeling, a closeness that

didn’t need talking. In that hidden office moment, it felt like time stopped and the world outside didn’t

matter.

As our feelings mixed, the office changed into a place of strong passion and shared feelings. In the

middle of our secret connection, pleasure became a way to talk, and every touch, every k*ss, turned

into a part of a love story made in the quiet of that

moment.

Lost in the waves of pleasure and intimacy, I didn’t notice when he started removing our clothes. Each

piece fell to the ground until we were fully n*ked. I was ready for him to take me, but it seems like he

had other things in mind. I was surprised when he suddenly lifted my b*dy and placed me on top of his

table. He doesn’t care, even if my b*dy crushed the food that was just over his table. He placed me on

his table as if I were

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the one who’s going to be his meal.

To my surprise, he effortlessly lifted my b*dy, placing me atop his table. The discarded clothing and

remnants of a forgotten meal crinkled beneath us, but he seemed unfazed, as if I were the delectable

offering spread before him.

As I leaned against the table, Sebastian, with a deliberate ease, pulled a chair and positioned himself

between my legs. It felt as though I were a tantalizing feast, offered in front of him. Time hung in

suspense as anticipation crac kled in the air. He looks like

hungry wolf, ready to enjoy his meal.

With an unbridled hunger, Sebastian wasted no time. His tongue, warm and voracious, traced a path

across my most intimate part, igniting a storm of sensations within me. He put my legs over his

shoulder so he could lick me properly.

The world outside that intimate space faded away, replaced by the symphony of our shared desires. My

moans harmonized with the rhythmic dance of his tongue, creating a melody that resonated in the

confined quarters of his office. Every stroke, every flicker of his tongue, intensified the tempest within

me.

As Sebastian continued his feast, I surrendered to the storm, losing myself in the tidal waves of

pleasure that surged through my being. I keep on turning my head from side to side, trying to find

comfort as the waves of pleasure hit me rampantly. It didn’t take long before I found myself holding his

hair tightly as I shamelessly grinded my hips. against his mouth, trying to find

my release.

As if attuned to the crescendo of my desire, he sensed the yearning for heightened pleasure. With a

deliberate motion, he slid his fingers into the depths of my being.

A symphony of ecstasy erupted as I couldn’t

unrestrained cry, embarked on a rhythmic dance, thrusting in and out of my core, unleashing a torrent

of sensations that cascaded through every fiber of my being. Waves of pleasure surged, painting my

world in hues of unending bliss.

“Ooohhh…fck!” His finge, Ontain the pleasure, releasing an

Driven by an insatiable need for more, I found myself pleading, “Oohh, yes! Lick me more, please…

faster!” My words hung in the air, laden with urgency and desire, as if each syllable carried the weight

of an unspoken craving.

In that intimate dance, he transformed into a willing serv ant of pleasure, attuned to my every whim. As

a commanding force, I directed him with fervor. “Faster,” I urged, and he, like a devoted sla ve to

desire, complied with unwavering obedience.

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The room became a sanctuary of shared passion, a realm where inhibitions were discarded and the

boundaries of pleasure were explored without restraint. His fingers became instruments of bliss,

conducting a symphony of pleasure that echoed in the confines of his office, a private concert of our

intimate desires.

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In the dance of pleasure, time seemed to lose its grip, and every thrust of his fingers etched a stanza in

the poetry of our shared longing. Each plea and each response sculpted an intimate narrative, a tale of

two souls seeking solace and ecstasy within the sacred confines of desire. And just like any poem, it all

comes to an end. I can already feel the sweet tingling sensation building on top of my belly, a clear

indication that I’m about to reach the peak of my ergasm.

It was like he knew exactly what to do. He gave my sensitive spot one more quick touch with his tongue

and pushed his finger in deep. Everything just blended together in a way that made an amazing feeling

rush through my whole b*dy..

At that moment, nothing else mattered. The incredible pleasure took over everything. His clever tongue

and the way he used his finger worked together like experts, creating a beautiful song of feelings that

went through my whole b*dy. It felt like every part of me was part of this amazing experience.

I was catching my breath as my b*dy slowly descended from that mind-blowing Or gasm. But it seems

like Sebastian has other things in mind. I haven’t even fully recovered, and my mind is still hazy from

when he stood up and positioned himself in between my legs. He was planning to take me to that very

same table.

“Oooohhh…fck! You’re so tight!” He exclaimed, his words a mix of surprise and satisfaction as he

gradually inserted his substantial member into me.

Even after experiencing pleasure just moments ago, I couldn’t resist the overwhelming sensations that

took hold of me once more. Moans and screams of ecstasy escaped my lips as he began to vigorously

thrust his sizable c ock into my core. Each powerful movement sent waves of pleasure through me,

intensifying the intimate connection we shared in that passionate moment.

Lost in the whirlwind of sensations, I surrendered to the rhythm of his powerful thrusts. The air cra

ckled with the symphony of our shared pleasure, each movement. building upon the last, creating a

crescendo of ecstasy that echoed within the walls of his intimate office.

With each primal thrust, a fusion of pleasure and vulnerability unfolded. Our shared breaths became a

rhythmic melody, syncing with the intoxicating cadence of our entangled bodies. The boundaries

between us blurred, and in that shared abandon, we discovered a profound connection that

transcended the physical act.

“Aaaahhh…yes, I’m cvmming!” Sebastian whispered against my ear as he continued to thrust inside

me vigorously.

It didn’t take long before our bodies exploded with pleasure as we reached the peak of

happiness.

our

As the intensity reached its zenith, a shared release painted the canvas of our passion,

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leaving us both breathless and satiated. In the aftermath, the room held the remnants of our shared

ecstasy, a testament to the unspoken language of desire that had unfolded within its sacred confines.

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