The Hot Tycoon's Ex Wife

At that moment, she saw him as a little child that needed saving. He looked like he was out in the cold, shivering and whimpering like a drenched cat. But then, he had the nerves to scream words at her? "You're pathetic!" She bellowed, forcing him to walk past him into the room.

It took every ounce of his self-esteem to hold himself back from hitting her across the face. Despite his anger, his groin tightened when she walked past him, making her way to the couch that was littered with empty cans, filthy glass cups, and his dampened stockings. His expression eased just a bit, and he heaved a deep sigh, straightening his shoulder.

Then she raised a delicate brow, her jaw clenched tightly. Nicholas could swear he saw a muscle tickle in her forehead. She was a lunatic.

"Before you say anything further, I want you to know that you're not welcome here." "He said in a low, menacing voice.

I can be wherever I want to be. "You seem to think so highly of yourself, Nicky." She returned with the same tone. She eyed the space with disdain and waved a manicured finger in dismissal. "Besides, there's nothing here to warrant such treatment from you... you're drunk." She added with a smile.

"Get out!" He barked, pointing his clenched fist at the closed door.

"Shut up!" Astra snapped, her voice stiff as a board. She had come here to apologize to him for any shenanigans or something she had done for whatever reason, since she couldn't recall a thing.

Silence stretched, but the air was swelling with spite. The atmosphere was tense. Astra wanted to rummage in her purse for her oil perfume, and maybe dabble a few drops on the floor and the curtains. Anything to wade off the toxic scent that was permeating the enclosed space, making her want to puke.

It's unimaginable how someone like you could be so daft... You are filthy... your breath stinks!" Astra wanted to hurl so much, her stomach churned at how disgusting the whole place stank and how he still managed to stay here. What exactly happened those few days after she left this house? The last time she had been here, she had found everywhere neat, knowing Nicholas was a neat freak, so when she saw and smelled the pungency of the room, her heart boiled. Nicholas threw back his head and laughed. The sound grated on her nerves. Bastard! What was so funny now?

"You sound judgmental. One would think you're a saint." He snarled, "Wait. Did he know that she had a thing for drinking? Something like a memory crept into her mind and sat there. She suddenly saw herself seated in his car. He was crouched down in one of the seats. It seemed like he was looking for something and somehow she knew that the place stank of gin. Dry gin.

"You are an ingrate." I shouldn't have come here in the first place!" She knew it the moment the drive felt like she was traveling instead of just going from one place to another. It felt too long, too much, and yet she had endured it. "And I've asked you to leave!" He glared at her, "Fucking leave..." Take your stinking attitude elsewhere! " Astra looked at him with fury. He had the audacity to speak to her in the manner that he did, and yet she was the one with the attitude. "I won't leave just because you're asking me to!" She fired back. It was high time he knew he didn't just get to dictate when he wanted to and where he felt like it. She was a freaking human being and not a toy he could command and bend at his will.

For fucksake, his head was hurting. Nicholas just wanted her gone.

He strode towards her and forcefully grabbed her arms, yanking her towards the door. "Then I'll throw you out!" He tried to pull open the door, but Astra tugged him back, getting between him and the door.

"Make me." She gave him a daunting glare and said, "I'd love to see your drunken ass haul me out. Right now." Not like it would have been the first time, it wouldn't have been a surprise, and she desperately wanted him to give her a reason to finally quit his job and get the hell out of town and away from him.

Nicholas tried to grab her again. This time, his hand brushed her cleavage. His breath ceased and his eyes darkened slightly.

Astra noticed this and retaliated by giving his hand a quick spank and with a mocking glare. "Don't you dare put those filthy hands on me again, you dimwit!" She yelled, but she knew she wanted him to do it again. She knew it and she knew he knew it.

Nicholas ignored her. Grabbing her by the shoulders, he tugged her warm body into his and meshed her lips with his, swallowing her protest.

He wasn't slow. Neither did he wait for her consent. He knew she'd give in... He knew just how far to go to get her to trail her long dainty fingers on his arms, then slowly downward to his bicep.

Astra shoved at his chest and tried to get him off. But his hold was stronger than she presumed. He wasn't staggering, and his stance was that of a man ready to take her hard against the door. His mouth swallows her moans and his tongue nibbles on her earlobes.

Heated arousal swirled deep in her belly, crawling its way down to her pelvis. She moaned and tried to rub her thighs together to help ease the painful throb of her clitoris.

Fuck! She wanted to beg him. She wanted to scream at him to stop torturing her. But the words got stuck in her throat.

"Say it," he said in a whisper.

Nicholas nudged her legs apart and pushed his right leg in between, grazing her center with his knee cap. Hell, he wanted to tear her underwear and drive hard and fast into her slit. He could feel the moistened pussy. Slippery and ready. He closed his eyes and waited for her to say the words. Astra was a stubborn woman, but for once, he wanted her to beg him. He wanted her to say just how much he was affecting her.

She tasted and plundered his mouth instead, ignoring his words. She pretended she hadn't heard him.

"Astra... please... say it. I want to hear you say it."

"You need this as much as I do, Nick. Why wait?" She said feelingly.

She lowered her head to his neck and nibbled on the soft flesh there. gently biting it and soothing it with her tongueAstra could hear him take in a sharp breath. She smiled at his lips and tried her tongue upwards to his earlobe. The moment her tongue found the soft, sensitive part, she opened her mouth and nipped at it.

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"Fuck... yes!" Nicholas groaned.

She thought she had the upper hand, but unbeknownst to her, Nicholas was slowly unzipping her dress, trying to pull her breast free.

The second she jammed her warm tongue into his ear, Nicholas pulled her breast free and bent his head to take one delicate nipple into his mouth. He suckled slowly at first, then with an aggressiveness that made her stutter. Oh god... "Yes... yes... Nick! "

She whimpered and gummed her body to his, arching her back to push her chest more toward him. Her eyes rolled and she made to grab his shoulders, but he shrugged her off, directing her hot palm to his chest. "Touch me!"

"You want to beg now?" She goaded, stifling a moan as her fingers made contact with his hardened chest. He was rock hard. Taut.

In reply, Nicholas pinched her nipples. The next breath had him kneeling between her thighs. He lifted the dress, revealing black lace underwear.

"So beautiful... so fucking exquisite." He inhaled her musky scent and moved his head closer to her heart.

When his tongue massaged her pubic mons, sliding down to her outer clitoris, Astra jumped, bouncing on his face. Her pussy hole was directly over his parted lips as a result of the movement.

Nicholas hummed and kissed her there, worshiping, giving, and taking. He relished in the feel of her warm and moist center.

Astra tasted like strawberries mixed with spices. Calm. Arousing. Intoxicating

"Please... fuck... please, Nick." She whimpered as he continued to tease her opening with his tongue.

"Fucking finally." He purred.

When he made a plunge in his tongue, Astra's phone vibrated first and then its ring startled them. It was on the couch.

They both sighed. But he didn't pull away.

"Hey, I don't have to take that." She said, forcing her voice to be steady.

Nicholas hesitated, then he slowly waited for the ring to die down.

***

The first ring got Astra was startled at first to pause for a minute, but they stopped just for a while until the phone stopped ringing. Astra sighed with pleasure as Nicholas continued what he was doing. The damn phone rang again and the air changed its momentum. It was obvious the tension in the air was changing. Something was happening and yet the damn phone kept on ringing and ringing. Nicholas groaned even more. His dick was hard as fuck and yet the only thing that pierced through the darkness wasn't the sound of the thrusts he was supposed to be making.

No.

It was the sound of a phone that was hidden and forgotten in Astra's bag. He was so annoyed as to who the fuck could be calling at this time, this very hour when there was supposed to be a hundred percent focus. He was supposed to be relieving his greatest fantasy right here right now. He was supposed to have her pinned against the wall, hands up like the good girl she was, his fingers doing crazy things to her clit as he fought for dominance with his tongue in her mouth. He was supposed to be pumping her pussy with fingers that turned to three, slow thrusts at first then faster without even having to penetrate her. He would lick her throat the way she enjoyed it, bite her ear lobes and lunch her taut nipples till they were so hard it would hurt her a He would put her legs on his shoulders, his face crouched down to her clit and let his tongue do the right things there. He would watch her with sleepy eyes as He went back and forth, slurping her lobes into his mouth as though it was a drink, then gradually made his way towards her opening and slipped a tongue into her wet walls, greeting her walls with an even wetter surface. She would scream as she was a natural screamer and that was one thing he loved about her. She couldn't hide her emotions when it came to pleasure, she was always an open book. He let the littlest moans come to life at any spot he eventually chose to push. He would take her by the waist, knowing that she was still very hungry, and he would make her hold the piano as he fucked her shitless, changing the rhythm of his thrusts as he monitored her orgasm level. When he knew she was close to, he would change their positions to the ground. The plush carpet would hurt his buttocks, but he wouldn't mind it. He would have her ride him and fuck her with such force, in an almost animalistic way, that when she finally got to the point of no return, they would both arch their backs and moan out indescriptible things. The image he had portrayed in his head was not helping his dick go soft as he wanted to rip the bag apart and make her focus on what he wanted, but after the fourth ring, he could tell that Astra's mood was off and over. It pissed Nicholas off so much he didn't know when he grabbed the bag they had thrown on the floor and picked up the damn phone. With his face taking the part of annoyance, he bellowed, "Who the fuck is this!?"

***

Who the hell are you? And where's Astra? Tell her that I need to speak to her immediately " Nicholas couldn't believe the crap that was falling out of this man's mouth. He knew who it was and he hated the very air that Jared breathed. He had spoken to him once and had overheard a conversation before as well, also once.

"Astra is busy, Jared. She isn't up for silly men like you. You should go and get a good job, not try to take people's wives away from them. You should do something more productive with your life than try to woo a woman who clearly does not have feelings for you and does not love you. Are you not pathetic? " Astra froze in her spot. She didn't know what it was that made her stand there in silence and what the calamity that was about to befall her would happen in free will. She had to snap out of it as quickly as she could, but she was rooted to the spot, knees weak and clothes thrown askew and haphazardly about the place.

Jared paused before sucking in a sharp breath. "Nicholas? What the hell are you doing with her cell phone, you disgusting example of a husband? You abandoned the only woman who gave a shit about you, drove her outside in the rain, called her names, and left her penniless and poor. You didn't even ask how she got to be under the knife. Nothing about her interested you. You don't even care about her. You're just trying to use her to pass the time, and I know what you're doing and by God! I am going to make sure all your efforts are futile and disgustingly destroyed. You're a monster, Nicholas. No matter what the papers say about you, I need you to know that you're trash, you're a bag of nothing worthy, you're a disgrace to our family, and every time you look in the mirror, I hope you see how disgusting you are, leaving the so-called love of your miserable life on the streets. You're a foolish man. You could send her alimony so that she could somehow magically come back to you because of the money you have been directing to her bank account. You know, that case you think you're building up against her; the kind you have had the news talk about non-stop. You and I know that that case is a phony. An absolute waste of time and energy, but that's just you, isn't you? That's what you are: a waste of space and energy. You should crawl into a hole and stay there till the world ends. Allow Astra to experience what happiness tastes like after her mouth has been soiled with the likes of you, bitter and undesirable.

Nicholas couldn't believe his ears; he had not just been insulted, he was desecrated completely. He took a breath, wanting to fire him back, but Astra took the phone from his ears. How she did it with her short height he didn't know. He didn't think that was even important. He was caught pants down and angrier than when she walked in at first.

***

"Jared... Jared! "Can you hear me?" Astra tried to talk out loud so that he could hear her, but Jared just snorted and hung up on her. She looked at her phone in anger and then gradually looked at Nicholas. "Who the hell do you think you are?" Who the hell did he think he was? Really? She had the audacity to ask him such a question! He wasn't the one having a boyfriend now, was he?

"You had absolutely no right to take my calls. That was highly unprofessional and fucking rude!" She shoved past him, picking a few things from the ground as she went past him. At first, Nicholas was stunned, and then he wasn't. "Unprofessional! Unprofessional!! You dare tell me that now? As if you weren't part of the act and the fuck? "Why would you even have that idiot calling you when you know you belong to someone else, and you know you don't love him!"That got Astra to stop dead in her tracks. She turned to him and menacingly walked back towards him. He was six feet six and she was five feet four, and yet, the height difference didn't scare her. Neither did anything he had said. She stood two inches from him and with slit eyes said, "And what makes you think I belong to you? You are nothing but a bag of filth. You disgust me." Astra lashed out. He had the nerve to think she belonged to him. Nicholas had had enough of this bullshit. He wasn't going to have it anymore. He walked towards the door, dragging his dick to the side in case and only if the staff were still walking to and fro and saw his dick standing out more than the rest of him. He unlocked the door he had locked while she wasn't looking and, with silence, opened it, "Get the fuck out. Right. Now. " Astra couldn't believe her ears. She had come here bearing some good tidings. She wanted to apologize, but here she was about to be kicked out of a house she had been thrown out of for the damn second time. She took pity on herself, but at this moment she had never loathed Nicholas the way she did right now. Luckily for her, she was already dressed, her lipstick was no longer there, and her hair was a bit mismanaged, but she looked fine. Everything about her smelled of hunger and sex starvation, but to her, to Astra, her self-dignity was more important, and with the right amount of self-confidence, she sashayed her way out of the house, flipping Nicholas the middle finger as she casually walked out.

Good riddance.