Sex With My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 83

Henry crept into Quinn's room once he was sure everyone had gone to bed.

He opened the door slowly, and made his way towards her bed. He stumbled over something and fell down.

The noise startled Quinn, and she woke up with a start,

"Who's that?" Her voice was drowsy.

"Hush... You don't want your parents to come here, do you?" Henry whispered.

Hearing his voice, she relaxed.

"What are you doing here? Let me guess, you can't sleep?" Quinn chuckled.

"Yes... I can't sleep. I tried doing so, but..." He trailed off.

"But what?" Quinn asked inquisitively.

"But I can't stop thinking about you." He said. He hadn't gotten up from his position on the ground where he had tripped.

Quinn sighed, as her hand fumbled for the switch to the bedside lamp. She found it, and turned it on.

"What are you trying to say?" Quinn massaged her forehead.

"I want you." He slowly got up from the floor and approached her stealthily.

"You want me?" Quinn was flabbergasted.

'This man...'

So, he had waited until Emelda was found, before he made a move on her.

Funny...

"Yes, I want you. I've been living like a monk for the past few days. Don't you think I deserve a compensation?" He asked seductively.

His hands tugged at his robe, and he threw it on the floor. He was now completely naked, as he stood before her.

Quinn pressed her legs today. She was also craving for sex. The restlessness of the past few days, had taken its toll on her.

She needed to cool off a bit.

Tilting her index finger a little, she beckoned at him. Henry obliged, and climbed on the bed beside her.

Quinn looked at his hard member, which was proudly erect as precum dripped from its tip.

She chuckled,

"It seems like a little 'someone' needs my attention." She chuckled.

"He misses you." Henry laughed.

He wanted to continue, but his words stuck in his throat, as Quinn's warm mouth directly covered his dick,

"Fuck Quinn... How long had it been, since we did this?" He closed his eyes in pleasure.

In response, Quinn increased her pace. She squeezed his balls softly, and he growled in pleasure,

"Damn ... That feels so good. Take me into that mouth of yours." Henry grabbed her hair softly.

Quinn continued working her magic on his dick... Henry growled in pleasure...

Quinn pulled out his dick from her mouth and glared at him,

"You don't want to draw my parents over here, do you?" Quinn said with a smirk.

"Are you using my words against me? Well, I can't help it. You are so good." With that, he directly flipped her over.

He bent down, and ran his tongue over her bare stomach. As Quinn felt his tongue on her stomach, her breath hitched.

"Fuck..." She moaned lightly.

He raised her legs up, and placed them directly on his shoulders. He ran his tongue along her folds. She squirmed and grabbed the sheets.

Raising his head, Henry chuckled,

"I haven't even touched you, but you are already wet." He thrust his fingers into her wet pussy, and she moaned a little bit louder.