The Ex-Wife’s Billion Dollar Comeback Novel

---- Chapter 101: Too Big ~ Soraya ~ Soraya sat on the bed, taking a deep breath. She called Silas again, but this time, his phone was off. Seeing Jacob sit next to her, she took another deep and long breath. "Go ahead, say it," Jacob said, folding his arms across his chest. "It's better to let out all your sentiments than to let them pass." "Silas hasn't been answering my calls," Soraya said softly. "I just wish there had been another way to handle things, one that didn't require you getting involved." "If | hadn't walked in, the senator would have already slapped you.

And if he had, so help me God, I'd have asked my men to take care of him... permanently," he said, his voice low and edged with fury. Soraya moved closer to him. "I've never seen you so mad that you had to punch someone." She took his hand and studied his knuckles. Sure enough, there were signs of bruising, though faint. "Ara," Jacob said, his eyes locked intently on hers. "If Silas is a real friend, he'll understand and support you. | just happen to look like the wrong choice because of my connection to Calum, but I'll never hurt you." For a moment, Soraya stilled.

Jacob had already changed into his home clothes. His hair, left unstyled, fell carelessly across his forehead, and a plain white shirt clung to his frame. No polish, no effort, yet he looked disarmingly handsome. ---- Soraya's gaze lingered on him longer than she intended, her hand still resting in his. She asked, "You seem so sure you won't hurt me." Jacob, at that moment, was checking his phone. He placed it on the bedside table before staring back at her seriously. "I just know | won't." He reached for her cheek and asked, "Do you still feel bad about Silas?" She nodded. "I feel awful.

| don't know. | want to forget this feeling for a moment." "Come here," Jacob said, urging her to sit on his lap. "I have an idea." When he said that, Soraya's face already flushed. She had an inkling where this was headed. Still, she followed his lead and found herself sitting on his lap, her hands resting against his solid chest. "| think you're getting used to me," he said softly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "A little," she admitted. He cupped her chin, and before she knew it, their lips met. Kissing Jacob always felt intoxicating.

His scent weakened her resolve, breaking down her restraints piece by piece. Every time, the flutter in her stomach grew heavier. Every brush of his hand sent a rush through her body. Soraya could not deny it. Day by day, she wanted more of him. Their kisses deepened quickly. Their mouths parted, their tongues tangled. Jacob's right hand gripped the back of her neck, steady and commanding, while his other slipped beneath her shirt. His ---- palm cupped her breast, warmth seeping into her skin, and a shiver shot down her spine. "\ love the feel of your breasts," he murmured softly.

He kissed along her jaw and down her neck before asking, "Can | taste them?" Soraya said nothing. She only flushed. And so he rolled her onto the bed. He helped her out of her shirt and began scattering kisses down her collarbone. "Fuck," he hissed. "You're so beautiful." Soraya couldn't help but arch her back as Jacob lowered himself to kiss above her breasts. Then, when his hot mouth closed over her, she gasped. "Jacob." "Relax," he whispered, twirling his tongue around her nipple.

" You'll feel amazing soon." His mouth traveled from one breast to the other, each touch both tender and consuming. When Jacob tugged at the waistband of her pajama, Soraya stiffened. He must have noticed, because he said, "I won't go any further if that's what you're worried about." He pulled her pajama down, leaving her in nothing but her underwear. Then Jacob removed his shirt. He climbed back up and kissed her deeply. With the way he was kissing her hungrily, almost desperately, Soraya forgot she was nearly bare. Pleasure consumed her again as she drowned in Jacob's taste.

Her hands leisurely roamed the lines of his muscles, inching her closer and closer to him. As usual, Jacob's hand grew restless. He kneaded her breasts, over and over, before moving lower, slipping beneath her underwear, and finding her most sensitive spot. ---- Again, she gasped. She broke their kiss, ready to protest, but as soon as Jacob's fingers pressed against her clit, Soraya gave in. The feeling was foreign, yet so good she didn't want it to end. "Jacob," she breathed, the heat crawling up to her ears. "Kiss me." He sealed her lips with his again, all while stroking her. "Mmmmm.

Ahhh." Soraya couldn't stop moaning, her body swaying helplessly under the rhythm of his touch. Jacob's fingers circled her clit in feather-light motions that sent her to another level of high. Soraya found herself spreading her legs wider, her hips arching into his hand With Jacob's mouth on hers and his fingers expertly teasing her core, Soraya surrendered to pleasure. "Aahhh!" She unraveled in no time. Soraya clamped her legs together, hugging herself as the aftershocks settled in.

Her mind fractured the moment into fragments: her racing heartbeat, trembling muscles, and the strange heat still coiled in her belly-sensations too immense to fully name. Then Jacob hovered over her, capturing her lips once more. He pressed his entire weight against her, forcing her legs apart, and she instinctively wrapped them around his waist. All at once, Jacob began pressing his groin harder against hers, moving with deliberate friction Soraya didn't know how to process the sensation at first.

She had just orgasmed, and yet while Jacob was still in his pajamas and she in her underwear, she could feel him-his size. ---- He was big-too big-and the way he rubbed against her made it feel like he might rip through the fabric and ruin her completely. Each push sent another jolt through her, dragging her back into the fire she thought had just burned out. As they kissed, Jacob moaned into her mouth. He kept grinding against her like he was truly inside her. It was... hot. There was no other way to describe it. Not long after, Jacob groaned deeply. "Mmmmm." He had obviously finished...

even under his pajamas. His moan echoed as his hand squeezed her breast lightly. Then, after a few seconds, he let go of her lips. He stared at her, caressed her face, and said, "You're dangerous, you know that, Ara?" She blushed, circling her arms around his neck. "Was that... enough for you?" "For now. But Soraya, | won't hold back on our trip next week. It's already scheduled for Friday. | hope you've cleared your schedule, just like we talked about," he said. He kissed her one last time before getting off the bed.

"I'll take a shower first." Sure enough, that night with Jacob eased Soraya's worries about Silas. But the next morning at work, her friend was nowhere to be found. Worry stirred inside her.