Billionaire Sugar daddy

" I know this sounds cheesy but I really can't stop kissing you" Chris mumbled under his breath but she could hear him. He kissed the corner of her full pink lips again earning a moan from her which made his dick twitch in his pants. He traced the kisses down to her jawline before stopping at the base of her neckline. Just exactly the place that always drives her wild. She squirm beneath him, he looked at her pleasure-filled expression and he smiled at her.

So perfect, she made him selfish. He wants every part of her. He wants to consume her mind, body, and soul the way she managed to consume his. Not even years of his relationship with his ex-wife made him feel so obsessed with her like this but Sophie manage to accomplish the feat in just three weeks. There is this strange satisfaction that comes from watching her face every time they are intimate.

" Look at me princess" he whispered. Sophie obeyed immediately even though her green eyes were filled with the storm, she was glowing and it gave Chris an eerie sense of satisfaction knowing he is the only man that ever came close to that.

He bend a little and drank at her expression, he assaulted her pleasure spot which made her wiggle in his arms letting out loud moans. He trailed his kisses down to her chest. Removing the pesky blouse she wore.

" Do you want me to stop?" he asked and she nodded almost immediately.

" Words princess words" he chuckled looking at her struggle to get words out of her mouth.

" No" she squeaked.

" No what?"

" No Daddy"

" Good girl come here princess, remove that bra will you" he commanded and watched his little princess almost immediately. Her full breasts taunt his erection. He had to swallow his breath so he won't lose control right there. He stares at them in awe making Sophie blush uncontrollably. He palmed the right boob giving it a little squeeze before taking the nipple in his mouth.

Sophie almost collapsed from the electrifying sensation. All her pent-up sexual frustration threatened to invade her mind, her body wants her mind to obey this demi-God capable of making her feel this way. She has felt like that in her entire twenty-one years of her existence.

" Ahhhh" she moaned out when he suddenly bit her nipple, gently but very terrifying and he gave the same treatment to the other boobs making her arch her back to give him more access but he stopped all of a sudden.

" Even though Ill like to continue this Sophie, I don't want your first time to be in my office restroom" Chris muttered on her skin. The sexual tension in the air could choke the life out of a polar bear. Sophie adjusted herself but dragged Chris closer to her again just to claim his mouth once again. An action that left both of them panting afterward.

"Baby girl if you do that once again, I won't be responsible for my actions" Chris warned but Sophie just grinned ignoring his threat. She even went as far as sticking out her tongue playfully which earned her a loud smack on her ass.

Sophie had thought sugar daddies came with greying hair and big tummies but she had no idea they could be as hot as Chris too. Apart from being his sugar baby, Sophie knew she want more than that, she wants all of him and every package that comes with him but is she going to get it? Or is it going to be just a wish?

The dim light, sweaty bodies, loud music, and the cringe sight did nothing to straighten out Sophie's anxiety. Her sweaty palm twitches once in a while and while she grabs her handbag for a mini sense of comfort it did nothing to fulfill her wishes.

She just wanted to get out, the dress she had borrowed from Kayla felt like a prison on her body. It did make her look gorgeous and Sexy but it was very uncomfortable. She couldn't even breathe. Her left eyebrow twitches now and then begging to be scratched. That is what happens whenever she puts on makeup, her face always begs her to ruin the work. It always results in a burning sensation that she hasn't managed to learn how to ignore. Kayla was perfect with the art and the girl know how to work her way with the brushes but Sophie's skin and makeup don't just mix.

" By the time you enter that club, men will cream their pants at first sight" Kayla had said after adding the final touches to the makeup. Yes, Kayla was right, Men are indeed currently undressing her shamelessly with their eyes and it made her skin crawl at the Unwanted attention.

She is still a Virgin and new to all these sexual advances. Even with her nice curves carved into perfection with a nice Slim waist and flat tummy to boast of. With tan skin and cute freckles that dusted her face just a few inches below her green eyes. With massive unruly, curly auburn air. At age twenty-one, she never had a boyfriend. And that means never having sex either.

She watched her friends get boyfriends and talk about just how perfect their relationship was, how perfect the kisses were, and all other smutty stuff. Not to forget the butterfly feelings they get in their stomach. She never had her own stories to share which is unbelievable because she is very attractive and she has this strong gaze that will make any man kneel.

But little do they know is that Sophie Harris's only memory of what can be described as a kiss was in middle during a school picnic when the school bully, a cute boy named Jamey decided it was fun to steal her first kiss most sloppily. The kiss can be described as no kiss at all, it doesn't deserve to be her first kiss but wishes don't get granted always do they?

And the only thing close to fluttering butterfly feelings in her belly she ever felt was the mosquito bites she got on a camping trip, they had been all itchy and ticklish but felt incredibly great while scratching them.

Not that she doesn't want to date or is not attractive to men or that she prefers the other side. She is straight and can swear on anything on that but aside from her pretty looks and a great body with a nice personality every guy will describe her as a keeper. Her life was the opposite, she had grown up in abject poverty where she fed from hand to mouth every day.

It had always been hard with her parents struggling to raise them on their minimum wages. Everything got worse when her mother suddenly died of high blood pressure. Her family went downhill with one source of income gone. Sophie started working immediately even though she was still a high schooler, she had a younger brother Noah who is still in middle school and her alcoholic father doesn't help their situation either.

She had been picked on by her schoolmates for wearing faded clothes or not being able to afford lunch but she held on to her life because of Noah and her once-loving father. She avoided boys like the plague because of what Aunty Mari always said about the other gender. She could remember getting an anxiety attack because a boy told her he likes her when she was eighteen.

She studied hard so she could apply for the scholarship but she wasn't lucky enough to get one. She had to apply to the only university in her city, not her dream college but will do. Coupled with part-time jobs and all she had been surviving and able to let her brother live too. Going to college on a student loan which she will have to pay up later but everything skyrockets back to square one when her father, the once-loving Mr. Harris started gambling at the local club.

He spent all his money on alcohol after his wife's death which Sophie had to assist by working part-time but he started gambling and currently, he is owing a gang the sum of Ten thousand dollars which Sophie doesn't have and has nowhere to get.

The gang is known to be pretty ruthless when it comes to their money, they only gave Mr. Harris a month to pay up or else they massacre their, entire family. Her father had looked so ashamed when he told Sophie last week Tuesday. She had been so disappointed and frustrated that her roommate Kayla noticed instantly.

Kayla had asked her what was wrong with her Expression immediately Sophie entered the dorm. Not willing to give all the details, she just stared at the ceiling and sighed.

" If only I can just see Ten thousand dollars as my account balance right now," Sophie thought aloud which made Kayla chuckle and make a joke about getting a sugar daddy for Sophie. Sophie couldn't remember the joke but had grabbed the word sugar daddy. She knows what sugar daddies and sugar babies do with each other and she knows what that kind of relationship entails.

If getting a sugar daddy will sort out all her financial issues and take her out of poverty for once then she would look for one but how? And if sleeping with men old enough to be her father will get her out of this looming crisis in a way that won't affect her younger brother's life then she is in. A sugar daddy she needs and a sugar daddy she will look for.

The issue of her sexual inexperience hit her like a bucket of cold water on a winter morning. Her woman's dignity and pride shredded the mission away, She suddenly realized that she was going to be giving out her virginity to an old man that won't go gently or treat her lovingly or make her feel like a whole woman but make her feel like a lowly whore.

But anything to survive, her survival instincts kicked her bruised dignity and honor aside and she took a deep breath before deciding to go to that newly opened club just in the middle of the city just to try her luck.

It came as a surprise to Kayla when her " I am a workaholic student who avoids social gatherings like plague" roommate suddenly want to borrow a dress to wear to a club. Kayla had wished she was hearing things when Sophie asked but apparently, she wasn't. Sophie was loud and clear, serious even.

Kayla felt so bad she couldn't tag along because of her menstrual cramps just to see how Sophie -I don't look at boys, they are not books- Harris will behave at a club but she had been eager to do the poor girls makeup and find a Sexy dress. Then proceed to lecture the club first-timer about losers that get girls drunk just to sleep with them and all the safety tips she thinks Sophie will need.

" Don't forget to order Angel's shot if a man is acting weird" Kayla had added.

According to Kayla, ordering a shot of Angel's shot is like telling the bartender " Help me" so Sophie made a mental note at the back of her mind if a man tried stuff on her.

Now Sophie looked around the strange place, she felt alone and uncomfortable with sweaty bodies touching her now and then. She stepped outside and almost cried out about how clueless she was about the entire situation. She doesn't even know how to approach men generally so how will she find a sugar daddy at this point?

" Remember money needs to be made. Bills need to be paid" she chants in her mind while gulping the fresh air greedily. She took a deep breath and turned around to go back into the club but bumped into a massive wall of muscles instead.

She looks up to meet to strange man's gaze.

" Holy guacamole" Her inner voice voiced out loud. He looked as pissed as hell but who in the effing world cares? The man looks like a model in one of Kayla's magazines. For the first time in Sophie's life, she felt a flutter in her rib cage. He cleared his throat.

" Oh my God, I'm so sorry I eh hmmm... Sorry," she scampers away trying so hard to hide her blush.

" Hmmm, it's fine. You don't have to act like you saw a ghost" Even though his voice sounds like that of an Angel, it sends signals all shades of wrong to Sophie's spine.

Chapter 2

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" Mr. Morgan "

" Sir?" Alex called while tapping his sleeping boss. The middle-aged secretary stepped back staring as his boss opened his eyes slowly. Alex straightened his back and his Dark blue tie which matches his Dark suit.

" How can I help you" Chris grunted out, the day has not been a good one for him. Well, which day was ever good for Mr. Chris Morgan? Yes, he is the richest businessman in the entire city at just thirty years of age. He inherited the company from his father on the verge of bankruptcy at the age of twenty-five and since then he has worked hard to make the company what it is today.

Alex has been his secretary since he took the title of CEO and the man had done a wonderful job at it. He is like the right-hand man of the young Morgan.

" You are getting late for the court sir. Today is the last day of the custody battle" Alex said while pointing at his wristwatch reminding Chris about one of the worst moments of his life.

He had met Cecilia when they were in high school, he was the school's popular jock and she was part of the cheerleaders. They dated throughout high school and he had asked her to move in with him during their college days which she refused.

Cecilia to him was the most beautiful woman he had laid his eyes on until he learned of her vain and selfish attitude. Under those beautiful hazel eyes and the glint that forms around them whenever she smiles is a sinister and cruel attitude. That wonderful lips always colored with red are full of sarcastic words and foul language that are always laced with venom.

He thought she changed after they got married but he realized that the red flags had always been there he thought he was in a fucking carnival. He loved her so much that he was blind to all her antics, heck he thought her withdrawal syndrome was just an anxiety problem.

He married her nonetheless and the marriage was nothing to write home about. They were always fighting and it got worse when he took over the company, she would throw a raging fit anytime he had meetings with important clients and get bitter if he wouldn't drop his credit card for her to buy one ridiculously expensive bag. What a vain airhead!

He endured the marriage long enough and when he finally grew enough balls to ask for a divorce, she got pregnant for him. It made him happy and she promised she will change for the baby's sake. No more unnecessary arguments, no more ungodly hours of drinking wine and swearing too loud for the neighbors to have full ideas of what is going on by the time it is morning all he got was bombastic side eyes from their neighbors.

She said and promised but got worse after weaning the baby. Her alcoholism was so worse, Chris was afraid of leaving Liya alone with the bird-brain vanity mistress he called his wife but at least she will soon become an ex now. If I've had enough was a person it will be Chris Morgan at the moment.

He stretched out his muscles and cracked his fingertips as he rises from his chair. He nearly stubbed his toes against his office table which brought a wince from him. He tried to look for his car keys but

" Here sir" Alex handed them out to him. Chris smiled gratefully at the old man under his Dark circled eyes. He needed the nap Alex woke him up from but this court hearing is really important. He quickly headed out of the building getting into his car.

4 hours later

" Congratulations man, welcome to the single life again" Liam Evans, one of Chris's best friends hugged Chris tightly immediately after he stepped out of the courtroom.

" Being single again at 35 is nothing to be proud of Liam" Chris sounded serious but there are traces of happiness and peace in his expression. Not only is he finally free, but he also got his child's custody.

His life is going to be very peaceful now, it's just him and little Liya and heavens know he will go against the world to protect his daughter. That's the only female asides from his mother he will burn down the world for. Cecilia used to be but now she can go fuck herself. He smiled remembering their last conversation after the hearing.

Flashback

" You can't take my angel from me!" The bitch had screeched like a mountain banshee.

" I am her mother! I deserve to be included in my daughter's life" She continues throwing tantrums like a toddler. Chris won't be surprised if it was confirmed that six-year-old Liya had more brain cells than her shell mother.

" Oh, now Liya is your angel? I could remember you calling her a little spawn of the devil that gave you horrible stretch marks countless times during your rage fit?' Chris had to grit his teeth together to avoid lashing out at the woman in front of him.

" I am her mother and mothers raise their daughters, " she said.

" Why would I do that to Liya? Imagine being saddled with a poor excuse of a mother like you?" he spat back.

" You can't take my daughter away from me" she screamed.

" Mrs. Morgan! I'll have to throw you out of the building if you don't keep quiet. Your case is over, you can either be quiet or leave!" a middle-aged woman called out from the courtroom.

" I hope you get the help you need Cecilia. Bye," Chris walked out on her looking stress-free and happy for the first time.

Present

" So where is Liya?'" Liam asked trying to wear his seatbelt.

" She is with my mother, she had a whole princess-themed tea party for her so she can get along with other kids there" Chris replied smiling at the mention of his daughter.

" I know you might probably be like 'I have work tomorrow' but there's this club that just opened 30 minutes from here.." Liam started but Chris cut him off with a very resounding no.

" But we have to celebrate your single life!" Liam exclaimed.

" Not on a workday!" Chris deadpanned.

" Come on Christian, even if you don't drink, you need to get some actions you know" Liam continues.

" No!"

" I'm just worried about you, you look sexually frustrated! Who knew the last time Ceci had given you some action?" Liam smirked knowing he hit a point with those words. Chris groaned and reluctantly agreed with his low wit friend.

They turned the car around straight to his penthouse, it was late already by the time his cook fixed them some food and he took a shower to relax his body. He wore a more casual attire, a round-neck shirt that screamed against his bulging muscles. Even at 35 with Marital issues, he managed to work out and look good for his age. He paired the top with a pair of jean trousers and a pair of really expensive Nike shoes.

He met with Liam outside and zoomed off to the club, the bouncers didn't even bother to check their IDs, which bouncer won't know the faces of two of the richest men in the country. Heading to the VIP, he noticed a lady at the corner of his eye standing awkwardly in a corner, not dancing, not drinking just there like a first-timer.

Maybe she is a first-timer but there is something oddly intriguing about her him that he couldn't even place his hands on. Hell! He swore under his breath, who in the world starts sampling women immediately after his divorce?

He catches up with Liam with the thought of that real lady at the back of his mind. If Liam noticed anything happening, the man didn't comment on it he is just too happy to get his divorcee friend drunk for the night.

Two girls in their early twenties were already waiting at the VIP section, One was a blond with an unimaginably slim body like that of a model, she wore a skimpy stretchy gown that barely covered her ass with a pair of six inches-high heels. She introduced herself as Claire.

The other girl is a brunette with a very curvy body probably done under the knife because an ass as wide as that can't be really on that small body. Her surgeon did a bad job because they don't look natural at all. She wore a crop top and a short skirt that looks 3 sizes smaller for her. She introduced herself as Debbie.

Champagne was wheeled in by a man in his late twenties and the girls started pouring the drinks. Chris excused himself outside to pick up a call that he claimed was very important just 20 minutes into the party.

It was a bitchy client that manage to turn his happy moments sour, he concluded in his mind to just enjoy the night and deal with the client later. He turns around only to bump into someone. He muttered some colorful words under his breath.

Oh, it was the lady he saw earlier, his sample. She looks scared not horrified even.

" Oh my God, I'm so sorry I eh hmmm... Sorry," She scampers away from him putting some distance between them. Wait is that a blush? Wow, this lady continues to spark his interest and many things the reasonable part of his mind wouldn't be able to agree with.

" Hmmm, it's fine. You don't have to act like you saw a ghost" he grunted out but to him it just made him sound like a douchebag judging from the lady's Expression.

"It's fine really" Only when he assured her does she manage to calm down a little. But after that everything was awkward, he doesn't know what to tell her or what to say in general.

" Would you like to join my friends and I?" oh no Chris! You didn't just invite an actual stranger you met three minutes ago to Join your circle? His brain whispered