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As the movement of Acheron's lips started moving with unconcealed urgency, the thought of pretending she had the ability to resist him didn't even cross her mind. His tongue entering her mouth was all it took these days for her body to respond, and the moment his hands roamed over her, the possessive dominance of his touch made her flesh all too submitting, her breasts swelling to fit his palms and her nipples puckering for his kiss.

Every night, he would teach her to make love, and she would listen and learn, over and over, the master educating his eager pupil until all inhibitions had been shed and her own hands exulted in their right to touch him.

Acheron had pretty much made sure of that, with the way he held nothing back every time Pippi mustered the courage to pleasure him. The look on his face, the sound of his groans, the feel of his big, hard body jerking at a mere brush of her fingers - all of it went to her head until there was no space left for doubts or fears.

Acheron Simonides hungered for her.

And this time, there was nothing to keep her from indulging him.

"Theo, Pippi."Acheron's voice turned hoarse as Pippi pushed him to his back. She climbed up to him until she was straddling his hips, and her lips curved in aMona Lisasmile at the way his dark gaze intently followed the sway of her breasts under her nightshirt.

"You're getting too damn good at this," he muttered.

"And you're complaining?" she asked teasingly.

"Hell, no." His guttural tone had her laughing, and Acheron shuddered at the sound. "Even your laugh turns me on—-" He stopped speaking when he saw Pippi slithering down his body."Fuck."And then he felt it, her mouth taking the entire length of his manhood. "FUCK."

He strove to control his pleasure, but the way she sucked and stroked his dick already had Acheron's balls tightening in mere minutes. His beautiful Pippi was blowing him like making him cum was one of the top to-dos in her checklist, and all the blood in his body rushed to his head at the delicious thought.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

He could already feel it coming...

"You gotta let go now, baby..."

But this only made her suck harder on the head of his cock.

"FUCK."

He managed to raise himself on his elbows just as a massive shudder racked his body, and as he watched her swallow every drop as if she couldn't get enough of his cum - it was just too fucking much.

Acheron found himself gripping her head as he shoved his cock all the way down to her throat, over and over until he was all spent and unable to remember feeling anything but the moist warmth of Pippi's mouth.

Minutes that felt like years must have passed when he felt his still-erect manhood slowly slip out of her mouth, and Acheron pried his eyes open.

Pippi had risen to her knees, strawberry-blonde locks cascading down her shoulders and her shapely breasts threatening to spill out of her loose nightshirt. He saw her lick her lips, as if savoring the taste of his cum—-

Now that, he thought,was just plain fucking hot.

"I've just been thinking and reflecting..." Pippi's openly laughing gaze was in direct contrast to the natural sultriness of her kiss-swollen lips, and the contradiction beguiled him beyond words.

"You know you've 100% corrupted me, don't you?"

"Have I?"

Acheron deliberately feigned skepticism, and his lips twitched when Pippi shot him a droll look at his words.

"Like there's any possibility you could still have doubts...when I can do this..." Pippi gently pressed her index finger against the still-wet slit on the head of his cock, and the billionaire groaned with renewed need.

Having his shy little Ms. Jones turn into a sassy siren in bed was something Acheron could never get enough of, and knowing that she only showed this side to him...

The whole world would have to go to hell first before he allowed another man to see Pippi this way,Acheron thought savagely.

"I think you've turned me into a slut, Mr. Simonides." The words, uttered in a throaty murmur, had him yanking her close, but this only had mischief dancing in her bright blue eyes even as she tumbled down on him, palms landing on his naked chest in an effort to keep herself upright.

"You're driving me crazy, woman," he growled.

"Am I?"