Can't Buy My Love: Billionaire and Virgin Romance Collection

by Jamie Knight

  I gently set Reese down on the king-sized bed with light blue sheets. She lay back, enjoying the softness of the bed and the richness of the sheets underneath her bare skin.

  “Stay there,” I ordered.

  “No touching yourself,” I added when I saw her hands wander down to her folds. She stopped quickly, obeying me.

  I smiled as I went to the fist cabinet that held my toys. Running my hands over various leather straps and cuffs, I thought about what would be best for the evening.

  Reese was still having problems breaking the habits of her single days.

  Perhaps I should teach her that sometimes it is best to not be able to touch herself.

  Yes.

  That would be perfect.

  Selecting the straps I wanted, I quickly strode back to my pet. She shifted her head from side to side at my approach. I could see her legs tremble with anticipation.

  “Arms out, above your head,” I ordered.

  She did as requested and put her long, lean arms over her head. I wrapped one of the leather straps around the top-left post of the large wooden bed and buckled it. Reese’s head moved at the noise. She was trying to figure out what I was doing.

  “I can’t trust those hands of yours yet, pet. So, you will have to be bound.”

  “Oh God, yes,” she breathed.

  I took her hand in mine and wrapped the leather around it. There were snaps to hold her wrists. Making sure there was no give at all in the strap, I pulled until Reese’s arm was taunt over her head.

  I repeated the process with her other arm and then both her legs. My pet was bound to each post of the bed, spread eagle, and ready for my every whim. Her breath came in pants now. She writhed and pulled at the bonds.

  I stood back and smiled.

  “I love the look of this, pet. I like seeing you tied up on my bed,” I explained.

  “This is a dream come true, Sir,” she panted. “Take me. Fuck me now.”

  I tutted.

  “You do not give orders, Reese. I will do what I want. Including keeping you from coming. Do you want that?”

  She shook her head desperately.

  “No. No, Sir. I’m sorry.”

  “Good girl.”

  I reached out and ran a finger up the length of her leg. Her skin shivered and bumped under my touch.

  As I reached her upper thigh, Reese gasped and moaned. She was so sexual that just a mere touch would get her ready.

  I stood before her legs. She was spread wide before me and her tight pussy was on display. I ran a finger through her folds, noticing how wet she was. I could fuck her easily now, but I didn’t want our night to end so quickly.

  My finger slid around her lower lips and into her wet pussy. Her walls immediately clenched down on my single finger.

  I traced and petted them, heightening her desire until I found her g-spot. The little bundle of nerves was like a marble under my touch. I rubbed it gently watching Reese’s face contort. She clenched her teeth and whined under my fingers. Perhaps soon I would give her a gag to chew on.

  Her body writhed and pulled against her bounds.

  “Oh God!” she moaned.

  I inserted another finger and rubbed her g-spot hard. With my thumb I traced the outside of her pussy and flicked her clit. Her hips bucked, and she began fucking my hand. Her pussy got wetter and wetter making my fingers slick with her honeyed juices. The inner walls of her pussy tensed under my hand’s movements. She was on the brink.

  “Come for me, pet,” I ordered.

  Reese screamed. Her pussy walls pulsed and clenched over my fingers. She squirted a bit, proof of her desires being met. Hips thrusting against my palm she fucked my fingers until her orgasm was over and her body was loose and languid.

  Her beautiful body relaxed into the bed and she smiled. “That was wonderful, Sir. You can make me come like no one else.”

  I stopped her words but putting my mouth to her tender, sensitive folds and lapping up her spent juices. Her hips bucked away from my mouth, but I held her firm, licking and tracing her fold with my tongue. I wanted her to come again, immediately. Her thighs tried to move towards my face and hold me still, but her bounds wouldn’t let her.

  Reese screamed and came again. I felt her pussy clench under my tongue and she squirted again. I lapped it up easy, drinking more and more of her juices as she begged me to stop. I pulled back a little and regarded her pussy lips. She was red and engorged. I blew a little bit of air our onto her folds and watched as they jerked under that slight feeling.

  She bit her lip and made a slight whining sound. She was right on the edge, every touch was becoming too much for her. This seemed like the right time for her to take my cock.

  Reaching down, I found my length and ran my hand up my long, thick shaft. Watching Reese come over and over had made my dick hard again. I pumped myself harshly. Running my clenched hand up my full length, I gently massaged my dickhead.

  Eyeing Reese’s pussy, I jacked myself off waiting for her to relax just slightly. When her legs dropped a bit and she stopped pulling against her straps, I approached the bed and slipped the tip of my large dickhead into her entrance.

  She gasped.

  “Please, Sir,” she begged. “Give me your cock!”

  Grinning, I did. I pushed deep into her feeling her velvet walls fight against my thickness. Her pussy stretched and wrapped around me. She was tighter than I expected. My dick was squeezed and clenched so tight in her warm, wet walls. Just the feel of her had me on the edge.

  I moved my body over hers, carefully navigating the straps buckled to the bed posts. Skin to skin, I start pulling my length out of her. Reese moaned as her pussy reluctantly let me go, but she isn’t empty long.

  I trusted back into her warmth quickly, my cock slamming into her cervix as I filled her completely. The walls of her pussy clenched around me, massaging me and begging me to give her my seed.

  I pumped my hips into hers and fucked her hard. The friction built between us. Sweat trickled down my ab muscles as I thrust as hard as I could. I pumped her, thrusted into her, and punished Reese with my cock. My cockhead slammed her cervix over and over and rubbed her g-spot.

  She panted in my ear, too caught up in the sensations to beg me for anything. My dick, strangled by her tight pussy, started to pulse. Faster and faster I thrusted, content to reach my pleasure and finally claim Reese’s body with my own.

  My lower body tensed and with one final hard pump, my dick exploded, and tingles covered my body. My seed splashed in Reese’s womb, filling her up and coating my cock.

  Pleased and relaxed for the first time in a long time, I pulled out of her and watch as my cum drips out of her pussy. It was like a beautiful canvas.

  “Oh God, Kane,” Reese breathed. “I never thought… That was just… Wow!”

  Moving around to the head of the bed, I took off her blindfold. She blinked up at me a few times as her eyes adjusted to the light. After kissing her lips lightly, I unbuckled the first strap. I unhooked it from her narrow wrist and kissed the marks it left behind. I did the same after each strap.

  When Reese is freed, I took her in my arms and held her closely, putting her back to my stomach. I nibbled the top of her ear lightly and she giggled.

  “Now isn’t being a good girl and trusting me better than your punishment?” I asked quietly, knowing that she is close to sleep.

  “It’s better than anything I could ever imagine,” she replied.

  Her breath evened out and soon she was blissfully asleep. I held her close, glad to have a new pet in my life.

  Chapter Twenty-One - Reese

  I woke when the sun came blindingly into the windows. It reflected off the snow outside, making the light extra bright. I pulled one hand up to shield my eyes and ran the other hand over the cool sheets next to me. I was blindly searching for Kane’s big body, but after a few minutes, I realized that I was in bed alone.

 
; Rubbing my eyes a bit, I sat up. There was a note on the bedside table. It read:

  Come downstairs to the kitchen immediately.

  I picked it up. It was Kane’s handwriting. Figuring it was best to obey, I pushed the sheets off my legs and greeted my Sunday morning with a stretch. My body was slightly sore from the night before, but after almost two weeks without any satisfaction, I was happy to be sore and fulfilled.

  My bare feet landed softly on the plush carpet and I started padding towards the door. The note had said nothing about getting dressed, so I figured that I shouldn’t. I just hoped that Kane had sent any servants away for the day before I ran into someone while only clad in my birthday suit.

  Or maybe that would be fun! I thought and then laughed at myself. My mind seemed to accept more things—more possibilities—since my initiation last night. I was even starting to think that a sex club might be fun.

  I skipped down the stairs, letting my full breasts swing with the movement and found the tiled walkway that lead to the kitchen. Indulging in another stretch, I rounded the arched doorway and found Kane seated at the breakfast table—fully clothed.

  I gasped and jumped to look around. No one seemed to be with him. But I still felt like reaching over and grabbing a white and blue dish towel to cover my nakedness.

  “No.”

  Kane’s one word statement stopped me cold. He had been following my eyes. I dropped my gaze from the dish towel and walked into the room further. I tried to own my nudity and look like I always ate breakfast in the buff.

  Kane smirked at me.

  “That’s more like it. I don’t ever want you to feel like you have to cover up. No one is as beautiful as you, Reese.”

  I felt my cheeks redden at his words but ignored that and took the seat next to him. Quite a spread of food was before me. I plucked a few pieces of toast and a jar of jelly from the pile and plopped them on my plate.

  “What’s the plan for today, boss?” I asked, as I swiped raspberry flavored jam onto my toast.

  Kane picked up the newspaper and started reading the business section. He took his coffee cup and sipped it slightly. Watching him act so domestic was kind of odd, I had never thought about Kane eating breakfast or drinking coffee.

  “I can make a mean cup of coffee,” I told him, before he could answer me. “Both Eileen and Mandy ask me to make theirs. Everyday.”

  Kane turned and smiled at me. “Okay Pet, next time you will make the coffee. I would enjoy that immensely.”

  He turned back to the article he was reading.

  We sat in silence for a few minutes. I chewed my toast thoughtfully, enjoying the quiet morning and the taste of the jam. It was so fresh. It must be organic.

  “So,” I started again. “Any particular plans?”

  Without looking away from his paper, Kane took another sip of his coffee. “Yes, I figured we would spend the morning on the yacht and then, once the lawn is clipped, you could try to beat me at croquet.”

  The side of his face I could see was smirking and he was trying not to laugh at his joke.

  I huffed, not the slightest bit annoyed that he remembered how I teased Sloane.

  “We can’t play,” I said sensibly, pointing out the window with the butter knife, “there’s too much snow. The balls won’t roll.”

  “Mmmhmm?” Kane murmured, raising one eyebrow, amazed that I seemed to be taking this seriously.

  I stuffed another bite of toast in my mouth and chewed thoughtfully.

  “Besides, I always win at croquet.”

  Kane started laughing and put his newspaper down.

  “Fair enough, pet. However, I would like to test that in the future.”

  He picked up his cup and took another sip of coffee.

  “Our plans today are rather lenient. I thought you could help me make a business decision and then, perhaps, you could give me a little fashion show.”

  I stopped digging into the jelly jar with my butter knife and glanced at his face.

  “A fashion show? What kind of fashion?”

  My thoughts immediately went to black leather or pleather dresses and stripper shoes.

  Or perhaps lingerie?

  Either thought was exciting.

  “Evening gowns.”

  I looked over Kane’s face to see if he was kidding. He wasn’t.

  Okay. Cool.

  It sounded like being a princess for the day.

  I took another bite of toast and chewed thoughtfully.

  “Will these gowns be used later?” I asked.

  “Indeed,” Kane confirmed. “That’s the business decision that I need help with.”

  He reached over, grabbed the coffee pot, and refilled his cup. After resettling, he looked up at me with his deep brown eyes.

  “Over the next few weeks, McKenzie Tech will be going through some big changes. We’ve been in the midst of another acquisition of sorts. We are going to merge with a company that one of my good friends owns. His name is Ashton and he will be my new business partner.”

  I nodded, encouraging him to speak further. I had heard the rumors of what was going on. We had even been moving our office around some to accommodate the new employees.

  It wasn’t very long ago that McKenzie Tech had taken over the smaller company I worked for, so this really didn’t seem like a big deal.

  “Ashton is a good man, a good friend, and he likes to do a lot of charity work. I do as well, but to impress my new business partner I want to hold a fundraising ball at the office in two weeks. It’s all very last minute. Melissa has most of it planned, but for one very important detail. I’m not sure who to fundraise for.”

  He took another sip of his coffee and looked at me expectantly, his eyebrows raised.

  Fundraising?!

  I had spent years now as an accountant following and tracking money. I had never had a say in where it went and now Kane was asking my advice.

  Oh wow!

  “Puppies and kittens!” I blurted out without thinking.

  At my unrefined answer, Kane almost spit out his coffee.

  “What?”

  I sat back in my chair and tried to calm my breathing.

  “Animal shelters. I would love for you to do a fundraiser for New York’s animal shelters.”

  Kane took a minute to think. He tapped his fingers on the table.

  “That would work. Thank you, Reese.”

  He took my hand briefly and kissed the top.

  “I didn’t realize that you were such the animal enthusiast. Do you have a pet… of your own?”

  He laughed a bit here at his wording.

  I smiled at his joke and nervously picked at my nails.

  “No. Not currently. According to my lease, I can’t have any pets. But I do love animals. I wish I could have a pet.”

  I wasn’t sure if it was the get to know each other portion of the day, but I took a deep breath and jumped in.

  “My dad died when I was only five years old,” I started to explain. “It was only mom and I for the longest time. Mom believes that you only have one true love and, well, dad was hers. So, she gave up on finding a man. Anyway, mom had a lot of love to give so she started picking up stray dogs and cats. It got to be too much for the house. So, she started a shelter.”

  Kane nodded in understanding as I talked. His deep chocolate eyes were drinking me in.

  “And you didn’t want to join her in this venture as an adult?” he asked, after I’d stayed quiet for a few minutes.

  I slumped my shoulders a bit.

  “There’s no money in running a shelter. Mom and I barely got enough to eat. I promised myself that I would be financially stable as an adult. I miss it, but I can’t live that way anymore.” I rubbed my eyes, surprised to find a few tears there.

  This was very personal. I didn’t usually share anything about my childhood with anyone. It was a hard way to live. Most of my school mates called m
y mom the crazy animal lady. I was pretty embarrassed.

  Kane stood up from the table. He leaned down and kissed me deeply for a minute.

  “This is an excellent idea, Reese. I will call Melissa immediately. What is the name of your mother’s shelter, so I can have her add it to the list of benefactors?”

  “Red Maple Shelter. It’s just outside the city.”

  “Excellent. Finish whatever you want to eat and then go take a shower. I will meet you in the bedroom and we will pick out a gown for you to wear for the occasion. I had Melissa pick out several for the occasion. I’m thinking of taking you as my guest.”

  He kissed me on the head and then quickly headed out into the living room to make his call.

  His guest.

  My mind wrapped around the idea. It sounded like Kane was ready for us to be official. Part of me loved the idea. I imagined how Sloane’s narrow face would wrinkle up when she saw me walk in—dressed to the nines—on Kane’s arm. She couldn’t think I was low class then.

  The truth was that making our relationship public was a big step. It would change everything, including how my coworkers thought about me. And honestly, I wasn’t sure I was ready for that.

  Chapter Twenty-Two - Kane

  Melissa loved the idea of the charity ball being for animal shelters. As soon as I told her Reese’s idea, she was off and running making lists and finding contract information for the shelters in our area.

  I made sure that Reese’s mother’s place was on the list but kept it mum as to how I got the name. Melissa, always discreet, didn’t ask.

  Happy, I clicked off the phone and ran up the stairs. Everything was turning out perfectly and I was anxious for my little pet to give me a fashion show.

  When I reached the bedroom, Reese was coming out of the shower and drying her honey-blonde hair with a towel. I beamed at her, running my eyes over ever inch of her curves. Just a fluffy towel stood between me and her soft, silky skin.

  I had her last night, but I planned to have her again today. My dick twitched at the thought. But first we would have another kind of fun.