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Chapter 52 - This is it

POV

Millie

I know what I have to do.

I need this challenge for him to be over. He wants sex and that's what I intend to give him. I'm not going to do this just to let him have his goal be made, but I genuinely want it too. I know what's going to happen when it's over, it'll be over. He will have gotten what he wanted, and he'll move on with his life and so will I. It's what needs to be done for us both to go back to what we know, our worlds are like water and oil, they'll never mix.

I'm in a weird state of mind right now, feeling a bit of sadness because, after tonight, there will be no more X, but at the same time, I am nervous and thrilled to be sharing my body with him.

I text Steph to not expect me for a while.

When we exit his expensive car, I follow him to the penthouse not saying a word.

We get inside and he turns on the lights and leads us to his bedroom where my bags are still sitting on the floor.

I grab the bottom of my shirt and lift it over my head revealing my black bra. He comes over to me and puts his hands on my hips.

"What's the rush baby?" He asks confused.

"I don't know, I just thought maybe you wanted to get right into it," I say knowing that's probably not particularly true.

"I mean, I love seeing this beautiful body, by all means, take it off but don't feel rushed." He says way too sweetly for my liking at the moment, and kisses my forehead.

His phone starts to ring in his pocket but doesn't remove his lips from my head.

"You can get that," I say.

"No baby, tonight is just you and me." He says removing his lips from my head and looking into my eyes.

"You're so beautiful, you know that right?" He says with so much passion in his tone it's actually making my heart sting knowing this will all be over too soon.

"So are you," I say quietly and he chuckles.

"Come here, baby." He says and guides me towards his bed.

He sits on the black comforter while I stand in between his slightly opened legs and he kisses my bare stomach.

He leans himself back holding my hands while he goes. He positions my body on top of his so I'm straddling him. He now grabs my butt gently supporting us in this position.

"Tell me something," He says.

I give him a confused look not knowing what he means by that. He removes his hands from my butt and folds his arms under his head.

"What's bothering you?" He asks.

"Nothing, I'm fine." I lie.

He rolls his eyes not believing me.

"I know somethings up. Look, I like you more than I'd ever even like to admit to myself, I don't do relationships, and it's not just because I want to stay single, I don't want that, but trust me on this, I'm doing it more for you than for me. If I were to be in a relationship, you would be the only one I'd want it with." He says honestly and it makes my stomach turn with butterflies at his honest explanation.

I lean myself forward, putting both hands on either side of his face, and kiss him with passion, showing him that I understand him by my kiss.

As beautiful as his words were, it's just further confirmation that we can never work, and I'd die for the day that in some other life, we can be together.

I want this connection more than ever now, I feel as though I'm about to lose my virginity all over again, I'm feeling anxious and nervous, except this time I think I'm losing it to love.

We continue our kiss and he brings his hands to the back of my neck as if we can never be close enough. I want this man so badly I just want to get into it already, but at the same time, I want these seconds to last an eternity.

X removes one hand from my neck and unhooks my bra, letting it fall down my arms. I sit up on him and let my bra slide down the rest of the way.

I pull up the bottom of his white shirt indicating that I want it off of him. He sits up and obeys, pulling it over his head and onto the floor. He stays in his sitting position and pulls me close to him so that our bare chests are touching, the sensation of our warm bodies together is taking me to my edge. He cocks my head to the side and gently sucks on my neck causing my head to tilt back in satisfaction.

He slowly drags his tongue from my neck to my clavicle and eventually to my nipple, lightly tugging it until it becomes erect between his teeth. An involuntary moan escapes my lips and I feel the hardness in his jeans become more prominent.

"I want you," I breathlessly tell him, "I want you so bad."

He looks up at me with lust in his green eyes "I want you too." And pushes his hard dick upward so I can feel it better.

"I want you to ride me, Millie," he says so seductively that I'm ready to just orgasm by his words alone.

"Do whatever you want to me, I'm all yours." He continues.

Oh if only that were true.

I try not to ruin this unbelievable moment by overthinking things so I push him down with my palms doing as he wishes.

I lean forward on him, connecting our fronts again, and kiss his neck. I trail down his hard-tanned chest until I reach the button of his jeans.

"You're wearing too many clothes," I say while unbuttoning it and slowly dragging the denim down his legs revealing black boxers beneath.

His dick is so hard right now and appears to be begging for freedom. I rub my hand over his shaft, up and down and he quietly lets out a deep breath of pleasure.

I free his hardness of all fabric and let it drop to the floor.

I bring my lips to the head of his dick and let it enter my mouth, I swirl my tongue in a circular motion around it for a few seconds before I bring his length further into my mouth until it reaches my throat.

"Fuck," he hisses through clenched teeth.

He intertwines his fingers through my hair and holds on while I bob my head up and down satisfying him to the edge.

I kneel on the bed and unbutton my shorts tugging them down along with my black underwear while X watches intently with hooded eyes.

"Come here baby, I need to taste you." He says tugging at my arms.

I climb on top of him so I'm positioned right above his face. He grabs my hips and positions me lower to meet his mouth. He meticulously goes to work with his wet, warm tongue and I can't help arching my back in complete bliss. He steals an intense orgasm from me, causing my legs to shake above him. He licks away his reward and I move downward ready for what's next.

"I'm not on birth control," I tell him.

He leans over to the nightstand and pulls open the top drawer taking out a condom. He rips open the seal with his mouth and spits out the wrapper onto the floor.

He pulls the condom over the length of his shaft and the anticipation is killing me in itself.

I hover over his now, very ready, hard cock and look him in his eyes before slowly letting him enter me. I hiss at the painful but incredible sensation.

"Easy baby," X says as he sees the unintentional pain he's causing me.

I very slowly move myself up and down until it feels comfortable enough to change speed.

I'm finally at a point where it's no longer painful and pleasure takes over completely. He grabs my butt with both hands and elevates me slightly so that he can vigorously enter in and out of me. I'm completely overtaken by the feel of him that I can't hold my moans in any longer.

"Fuck Millie, you're so tight, you feel so good." He says breathlessly and I completely come undone around his large cock causing a release from him as well and he grunts in pleasure.

I stay sitting with him still in me for a few seconds letting the pleasure ride out from us both and I slowly release him from me, falling onto the bed beside him.

"Wow," he says looking over to me.

"Yeah, wow is right," I say looking to the ceiling hardly being able to catch my breath.

He gets off the bed to dispose of the used condom and pulls his boxers and jeans back on, leaving the shirt on the floor. He pulls out his phone from his pocket and squints at it.

"I have to make a phone call, I'll be in my office." He says and hands me my clothes from off the floor.

He walks out of the bedroom and I'm left alone.

This is it. This is the end of whatever we were.

I lay naked in his bed, wrapped around his comforter, and let tears run from my eyes to my cheeks and drop onto his sheets, that are caused by none other than him.