Page 18 of Marked By the Billionaire
Then there’s silence and I’m alone again. I don’t want to be alone with my thoughts right now. They’re not making a damn bit of sense. I’m supposed to be here having sex for money, not tangled up in my feelings about a man more mysterious than a tortured novelist.
I need to stop this insanity, and I need to stop it now.
I roll up from the bed and pace out of the room, ready to take charge of the night. But when I reach the bottom of the stairs, he’s there with that look in his eyes. The one he had earlier. The one that had me crawling. And despite every thought I’ve had over the past hour, I’m a puddle all over again.
Chapter Ten
Wilder
Her hand is small and soft, her fingertips tangling with mine as she follows me down the hall and toward the room I’d set up in preparation for her arrival. I need to ignore every emotion trying to press its way into my psyche, and I need to fuck her. For whatever reason, I’ve let her squeeze her way into my heart. It’s my own fault, I asked for it. I wanted a weekend with a real person, and I got it.
I got the complications, the emotions, and the soft look in her eye when she called me daddy. I got the ache in my cock that pulses when her lips part, and I got the desperation deep in my stomach to own her, claim her, make her mine.
Too bad none of it’s real.
It can’t be. I’m not the kind of guy that knows what to do with something permanent. I’d only be setting Penny up for hurt.
I push open the second door on the left side of the hall, a cool breeze spilling out as we step inside.
“What is this place?” Her tone is hushed, barely audible as she scans the space I’ve set with various vibrators, dildos, whips, cuffs, and ropes. “It’s a room I set up for your arrival. I can’t imagine we’ll use all of these things but they’re here for our pleasure.”
Her brows wrinkle as she turns toward me in the dimly lit room. “So, you were never planning on taking me to the hotel?”
“No.” I don’t offer an explanation because we’re past that. Tonight is about pleasure. That’s all. After this, I’ll leave her and her sisters the cabin, and I’ll fly back to Miami. It’s where I belong.
She feathers her long hair back and stares at me. “What’s wrong with you? You’re different.” The words sound caught in her throat, and though I want to soothe her, I don’t know how.
“You wanted to finish the task, so I’m finishing it. On your knees.”
“What?”
My voice deepens as I stare at her and say, “On your knees, like a good girl, or I’ll go get that whip and see what kind of marks I can leave.”
She glances toward the leather strap set on the bed then bends to her knees before me.
I unzip my jeans and free my hard cock, watching as it pushes out into her small hand and then into her soaking mouth. She’s wet and warm, trembling a little as I grip the back of her head and press into her.
“Fuck.” I groan out in relief as I press into her throat faster and harder. “Good fuckin’ girl, sucking daddy’s cock like a little whore.”
She gags and moans, her tiny fingers wrapping around my cock as she sucks and licks a sloppy mess around the base and up the tip. She’s most definitely a novice, but there’s something unpredictable about it that the sickest parts of me enjoy.
I grab the dildo off the bed beside us and twist on the vibrating motion before handing it toward her. “Lean back and slide this inside that tight little pussy for Daddy. I want to make sure you’re nice and wet for me.”
Pulling off my cock with a pop, she stands and stares up at me, her big round eyes aching with desperation as she strips off the leggings and exposes her bare pussy to me for the second time tonight.
“I’ve never put anything inside before. It’s too big.”
“No, little girl. Look,” I put her hand on my cock, then slide it over the dildo, “it’s smaller than me. I need you to take this and prove you’re ready for Daddy. Can you do that? Can you ride this cock while you suck Daddy’s dick?”
Her lips fall open and the smallest moan spills out as she slides the dildo into her mouth, wetting it before edging it into the slickened lips of her pussy.
I watch as the toy stretches her wide, her tiny frame grasping its width as she moans. “Oh God, that feels good.”
“That’s right. Now put that ache on my cock, little lamb. Come on.” I twist my fingers into her hair and pull her onto my cock, moving her head back and forth as she slurps and moans, her voice trembling as her body is filled.
Jesus Christ.I close my eyes and press into her further. “Good, little girl. Suck just like that. Show Daddy how good you can take it.”
She slurps and chokes, trying to find a rhythm that she never quite finds, but I’m hard as fuck just the same. How could I not be? Her cheeks are hollow and she’s bouncing on one cock while sucking mine. She’s my little doll to do with whatever I please.
