Page 75 of Kinks of a Billionaire
This felt exhilarating, liberating, letting Royce take over. I trusted him with my life, my body and… my heart. I stared at his defined stomach as he fastened the cuffs, his scent cocooning and intoxicating me. I wet my lips, wanting to lick every inch of his stomach.
He stepped back, his expression hooded and full of promise.
Slowly kneeling in front of me, his head at the same level as my pussy, he leaned forward, his eyes never leaving me, and inhaled deeply. My pussy clenched in response.Fuck.I hadn’t realized it, but my body was screaming for Royce’s domination.
He licked my core, then grinned wickedly as he straightened, reaching for a crop with leather ends. The moment the cold leather touched my heated skin, I quivered at the sensation. He slowly dragged it down from my breast to my navel, then upagain in a V pattern to my other breast, leisurely circling it—taunting me.
Then, without warning, he flicked my right nipple with the crop. I cried out, my limbs pulling against the restraints. A combination of brand-new sensations coursed through my veins, but before I could dwell on it, the second flick connected with my sex.
My body jerked and my eyes filled with tears as sharp gratification spiked through me. The pulsing heat between my legs was intense, and I worried I’d black out from the pleasure.
“How does it feel?”
“It—incredible. Too much… not enough,” I panted, my fingers curling into fists.
He flicked again, hitting my other nipple, and my head fell back. My body sang at the sweet, stinging bites.
“I can taste your arousal,” he whispered, walking around me, the crop dragging over my burning skin.
He flicked it against my pussy again and a loud moan slipped through my lips. Another made contact with my ass.
“I didn’t say you could make noise.”Shit, how did I not know this could be so hot?The crop came down against the same spot on my ass again and I whimpered, biting my lip to stifle the noise. “Good girl.”
My eyes fluttered shut in bliss at his praise, making me question my sanity. But the moment I felt his lips on my skin, kissing, biting, and licking everywhere his crop had been, all my thoughts left me. I knew more pain would follow as he dragged his crop down my belly, but right now, his mouth was providing me with a type of electric buzzing, and the effect this had on me was embarrassingly pleasant. Embarrassing because of the sounds I was making, the way I begged him for more and fought against the restraints to bring myself closer to the crop.
When he hit my clit, I cried out as sensation washed over me. He dragged his fingers over my entrance, and I bucked against him, drenching him.
“Does my wife want more?” He brought his fingers to my mouth and pushed them inside. “Open your eyes and taste yourself, baby.” I did as I was told, completely under his spell, our gazes locking. “Suck like it’s my cock.”
He pushed his fingers deeper and I hollowed out my cheeks, tasting the saltiness of my arousal. Another moan vibrated in my throat and his eyes blazed.
He pulled his fingers from my mouth and a whimpery protest left me. He kissed me hard, his tongue invading my mouth. Snaking his arms around my waist, his fingers digging into my flesh, he pulled me against him.
His chest against mine, he devoured me like I was his last meal. I rutted against him, hungry for friction. I didn’t care how desperate I looked. He took mercy on me, his finger finding its way between my legs again. One, two, three circles around my slick clit, then a thrust inside my pussy and I fell part, coming around his fingers violently. I shuddered and mewled and moaned until I sagged against him, every limb turning to jelly.
I tried to catch my breath when suddenly my ankles were unbound and he hooked them around his hips, his hands clutching my thighs. He positioned himself at my entrance, and in one swift thrust, he was all the way inside me.
He groaned in my ear while I cried out. His muscles quivered against me and he thrust into me again. Deep and hard. He slammed into me again and again, his face in the crook of my neck, his harsh breathing fanning my heated skin.
His movements grew more frantic and the pleasure built up inside me as tension built at the base of my spine.
“Oh…Ohhh… God…”
“Not God.” Thrust. “Iown your pleasure,” he gritted, pistoning inside me. “Come for me.” He pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Now.”
I broke into a million pieces as earth-shattering bliss washed over me. It was agonizing, intense, and so consuming that I lost myself somewhere along the way, becoming one with him.
“Such a good girl,” he grunted, coming right after with a loud roar, stealing every single piece of me.He’s had them all along. The thought jolted me, and I held him tighter.
For a moment, he remained buried inside me, his heart fluttering against my chest and his breathing erratic. Then he pulled out of me and set me on my feet, his one arm still supporting my weight as he unbuckled the cuffs. The moment my hands were freed, he scooped me up and we sank onto the floor.
Cradled in his lap, I pressed my forehead against his chest and roamed a finger along his naked body.
“You’re perfect, baby,” he murmured, drawing a sigh out of me. “Did you… What did you think?”
My cheek resting against his chest, I lifted my head and looked up to meet his guarded expression.
“No words,” I said around a laugh, barely able to keep my eyes open. I’d just had the most intense sexual experience of my life, and he expected a review?
