Page 141 of Damaged Mogul
It’s another excruciating ride up to Lily’s suite, crammed in an elevator with a bunch of animated Italians.
I thought it was going to be the two of us, but at the last second, a hand slammed against the rubber, preventing the doors from closing. A flood of smiley faces poured into the car. I wasn’t planning on fucking her in the elevator, but I was hoping for a repeat of yesterday––her in my arms, rubbing her pussy over my jeans covered cock.
Now, I have to wait.
It’s only a few minutes, but even that is too long.
All the blood in my body has rushed south. To say my cock is rock hard would be an understatement. The fucker is so swollen, it’s jammed up behind the zipper of my jeans, I have to grit my teeth during the ride up.
Jesus Christ, I have a pulsing trunk between my legs.
Lily is a sexy submissive.
She could’ve balked in protest at my demand, but she didn’t.
Watching her finger-fuck her pussy in my car while wewere cruising down Santa Monica Boulevard nearly had me coming. I will never be able to drive down that major artery again without thinking of Lily. The sight of her stripped of all shame and willing to submit to my dominance was as mind altering as a drug. And I need another dose.
When we hit her floor, I thank all the angels up above.
I exit the elevator and drag her by the hand behind me as my long legs eat the carpeted floor.
Something potent surges in my blood with each step.
I’m horny as fuck. My balls are about to explode.
She’s to blame, and she needs to fix it right the fuck now.
I’ve never felt this level of raw desire before, and it’s driving me out of my damn mind. One dose of Lily Schuyler and I’m being led around by my dick.
When we arrive at her door, I extend a hand.
I don’t even have to say a word.
My docile pet hands me her key card.
I swipe it over the keypad and open the door.
I let her in first and follow right behind her.
The door closes, locking us inside.
Let the games begin.
She drops her designer handbag and the freezer bag containing the ice cream on the console, and makes to enter the suite.
No, you don’t, princess.“You stay where you are.”
Her step halts.
She turns around.
A flash of worry gleams in her eyes.
“Bad girls who disobey, get what’s coming to them.”
Her pupils dilate, the blue darkening to an intense, dark sapphire shade.
“I want you naked.”
