The cold hearted billionaire

Liam Carter, a twenty-eight-year-old self-made billionaire only has one agenda in life. That was to never fall in love or marry. His sex drive was what some would say not normal, he craved it like a junkie craved drugs, without it he couldn't function. He loved the feel of a beautiful woman's body, the way it felt, the way it smelled and tasted. No woman had ever been able to resist him or keep up with him and he soon became bored with them, moving on to his next victim. It was not uncommon for him to meet a woman and moments later could be found having sex with her, behind a building, the restroom, nowhere was off limits as far as he was concerned. He never even bothered to find out their names.

He made his wealth in the software business, from there he invested in property, fixed them up and made a huge profit. He was attending a party when he spotted a woman from across the room. Her hair was the color of dark honey, brownish blond, she wore a black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. She had this sex appeal about her and she stood there with grace and an air of confidence that he found attractive. Grabbing two glasses of champagne he started making his way towards her.

Lacey Sanders had just turned twenty-three and her friends talked her into coming to this party and already she was bored. She happened to glance across the room and saw a man approaching. He was tall, with dark hair, his skin tanned and even under his suit, she could see he was in great shape. She could just picture his bulging muscles, his abs and the six-pack and a tingle tickled her core. Something told her he would be amazing in bed, maybe he could give her what she was looking for, even for one night.

"Looks like your glass is empty," he said, handing her one of the glasses of champagne.

"Thank you," she said, boldly looking him in the eye and swiped her bottom lip with her tongue. "Shouldn't you give this to your girlfriend?"

"Shouldn't you give this to your girlfriend?"

He watched her as her tongue darted out, slowly running it over her lip. He could picture that tongue of hers on his dick. "I'm here alone, and you?"

"Me too."

"Would you like to go somewhere more private?" he asked, not bothering to hide the fact that he was checking out her breasts. as he moved closer to her.

She knew what he was getting at, her heart started racing. He was arrogant, full of himself but she was drawn to him. "Now why would I want to go anywhere private with you?"

"So I can fuck you," he answered without hesitating.

A bit shocked at his bluntness she blinked, but it was refreshing to find a man who just comes out with what he wants instead of playing games. A smiled crossed her face, she set her glass down. "I think I'll use the ladies room, the one upstairs," she said and slowly walked away.

He waited five minutes before following her, his cock was already hard as a rock. The way she gave him the come hither look he knew she was game. He knocked once before entering and she was sitting on the counter, swinging her panties around on her finger.

Locking the door he goes over, grabbing a handful of her hair pulled her roughly towards him. His mouth came down hard on her, forcing his tongue into her mouth. A sound escaped her lips, he wasn't sure if it was from pain or pleasure. He didn't care, all he could think about was the taste of her lips and how they felt. His free hand moved up her legs till he reached her pussy, putting in one finger he started stroking her, going deeper and harder. She was so wet, making his cock swell even more.

She felt her lips being crushed under his, he was so forceful, so demanding and as he worked in two fingers inside her, she moaned. He was rough, but not to the point where he was hurting her. It was like she was being swept away into the ocean, she had no control over what was happening.

she had no control over what was happening. She was so close to coming but then he stopped, pulling out his fingers he licked them, letting her watch. So turned on she wanted to know what it would be like to have him inside her. "Are you going to make love to me?".

"No, there will be no making love, I'm just going to fuck you, fuck you hard." Pulling down his pants he ripped open a condom and placed it on his cock. He smiled when he saw how her eyes grew wide when she looked at the size of him. Lifting her dress up over her head threw it on the floor. She wore no bra and her nipples were so hard, calling out to him to suck on them. He took one in his mouth and as he licked and sucked he yanked her closer to the edge of the counter and entered her wet opening. He showed her no mercy as he pounded into her, he was grateful that the music was so loud that no one would hear her screams, though he could tell she was trying her best to keep it down. He felt her insides grip tightly around his cock, making him more excited. She was so wet and tight, taking all of him in, encouraging him to go faster. There was a crashing noise when they knocked over a vase that was on the counter but that didn't stop him from finishing what he started.

"That was fucking amazing," she moaned when they climaxed together

He placed his hands over her breasts, wanting to keep feeling them, he was a breast man and she had great ones. "You were and I wish I had more time to fuck you but people will be looking for me. I could suck on your tits all night, maybe we'll run into each other again," he said, removing the used condom and pulling up his pants.

Placing a kiss on her lips as he walks out, a smile on his face. There was nothing like a quick fuck to give a man some energy. No strings, no emotions to get in the way, and best of all no names were exchanged. A small part of him wanted to go back and make arrangements to meet in some hotel where he could really get