The Billionaire's Final Victim | ✓

[39] Closing the Space Between Us.

A/N: 🔞 Very (by very, I mean very) explicit scenes ahead so read at your own risk. Since I warned you beforehand, you can't go around complaining about it either. When I asked in my last chapter or so if you prefer detailed scenes, most of you said yes, so here you go! 🔞

Also, you can listen to the song I linked above while reading this part. I think it matches the vibe, lol! 🖤

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Barqat cautiously lays Dunia down on the bed. She's not completely unaware of what his plans for her were, she brushes her hair away from the left side of her neck and squeezes her eyes shut.

She knew what she wants him to do, she's been longing for his touch, a touch like this, for months and now he's here to fulfill her desires.

She held it off for simple reasons such as not being ready. But tonight, tonight she's ready. To be honest, she thinks she's been ready the moment she laid eyes on him. However, she doesn't plan on admitting that out loud any time soon.

She can tell her body craves his touch from the way it reacts to him. The second his plump, wet lips touch her neck, her mind spins in circles, losing all rational thought. Her mind is consumed by thoughts of him, of how they're going to show each other their growing affections.

One by one, he's taking off her clothes along with his own. The only piece of clothing on his body are his boxers. Oh God, this is actually happening, is all she could think.

Dunia couldn't wrap her head around how his one touch could set her whole body on fire, the type of fire that you would not want to let out. She scrunches the sheets into the palms of her hand as he kisses her breasts, her stomach and keeps going down lower and lower.

"Dunia..." his husky voice calls out to her. "Are you sure you want to go through with this, my love?"

Dunia could barely form words but she nods, "Y-yes, don't s-stop."

His bulge is throbbing harder against her soft naked skin, driving him insane. All he wants to do is make love to her, he wants to fuck her to the point her body will be shaking with ecstasy and pleasure.

Every kiss he leaves on her body is filled with raw intensity. His heart is beating faster than it has before. Beads of sweat forming on his forehead from the intense passion.

She feels his finger enter her from below, making a moan escape her lips. His lips are still clasped around hers, kissing the life out of them.

Then, he kisses her breasts and stomach again until he reaches in between her legs. He begins licking and using his fingers all at once, watching her reaction, feeling how her legs move, watching her body squirm in pleasure.

"I'm going to make you feel so fucking good, Dunia. I'll make you beg for more until your pretty little body can't take it anymore." He tells her in the most sexy tone.

She just lets out a moan, unable to coherently respond. He works his fingers and mouth just long enough to intoxicate her mind before stopping again to go back to lips and kiss her hard.

He smirks against her lips as his hands are still in between her legs, "You're so wet, my love. This is so fucking hot, I can't hold back any longer." He slides out of his last piece of clothing revealing the last part of him that Dunia's never laid eyes on.

His hand fasten around her hips bracing her from the upcoming move. His male member hardening against the lips between her legs as he grinds against her.

Then, he's inside her, slowly thrusting himself deeper and deeper into her body. Dunia fists the silk sheets around her. Her body is in pain but in a pleasurable way.

"Does it hurt, my love? Should I stop? Slow down?" He asks, barely being able to hold himself back.

Dunia shakes her head and wraps her hands around his back, "Don't stop, it feels so..." another untimed moan escapes her lips.

"You feel so fucking good. You're doing so well, my love." He whispers against her ears. "I'm so fucking close to—"

Every push brings them both closer to the end until both their bodies give out. Dunia couldn't explain the feeling but it was almost as if fireworks burst through her body, shaking her violently in pleasure that was built up in her until it finally blew up.

Barqat softly falls beside. She can see his hard chest heaving up and and down. She can barely catch her breath herself.

Barqat turns his head to stare at her, he doesn't say anything, making Dunia fluster.

"What?" She asks breathlessly.

"You're so beautiful." He grins. He tucks a piece of hair behind her ear and rests his hand on her cheek. "You were so goddamn good."

"Stop it... You're just saying that..." Dunia could feel her cheeks heating up.

Barqat lets out that attractive laugh of his that made Dunia fall for him in the first place. It's the throaty, deep laugh that she can physically feel in her ears making her heart flutter. "I'm not joking! That was the most beautiful... intimate moment I've ever shared with anyone."

The thought that he's been with other women made Dunia make a distasteful face. She didn't make the face on purpose, it was just a sudden thought.

The look didn't go unnoticed by Barqat, "I'm sorry. Did I ruin it for you again? I'm such a fu—"

Dunia places a small peck on his lips to stop him from saying anything further. She scoots closer to him and cuddles into the curve of his naked chest. "Stop being so hard on yourself all the time. I'm not an idiot, obviously I know what you were like before all of this."

He wraps his arms around her and rests his chin on her head. "Are you always going to be this understanding?"

"Always." Dunia reassures.

"I was serious." He says.

"About?" She asks.

"You are the best sex I've ever had. Seriously." He smiles, knowing that acknowledging their intimate moment makes her blush like hell.

"Barqat! I get it!" She grunts. "It felt—it felt... nice." She whispers. She whispers it so quietly that Barqat barely caught it.

He smirks, "I'm glad I could do something right."

Dunia frowns, "You really need to stop moping around in self-hatred. It's not good for you." She caresses his cheek.

He lays his hand on top of her hand that's on his cheek. He whispers in his deep voice, "Don't leave me."

Dunia raises a brow, "Where would I go?"

He diverts his eyes away from her, as if the next words coming out of his mouth will sound unlike him. "I don't know... I'm just such a goddamn mess with so many fucking problems. Just—just don't leave me. I need you more than you think."

Dunia wraps her arms around his head and pulls him onto her chest. She holds him with so much affection that Barqat didn't want to leave such a safe place ever again. "I can't promise I can fix all your problems. However, I can promise one thing, you won't ever have to face them alone. I won't leave, I promise you that I'll stay, right by your side, for as long as you need me."

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