The Billionaire and the Wedding Planner

Home > Other > The Billionaire and the Wedding Planner > Page 15
The Billionaire and the Wedding Planner Page 15

by Emily Tilton


  She felt him kiss her bottom: the left cheek, then the right. The heat came surging into her face almost as much as it did into her pussy.

  “I think most brides today don’t expect to be fucked like this on their wedding nights,” Jason said in a musing sort of voice. “They certainly don’t expect to have their bottoms fucked.”

  His tongue dipped down, found Maria’s clit, and she cried out.

  “Isn’t that right, darling? You’re a wedding planner. You must know, right?”

  Jason flicked his tongue against the aching center of Maria’s submissive being. She hardly knew who she was, at that moment, except that she wanted to belong to Jason Garrons. She seemed even to think for a moment that this had become her own wedding night.

  “Answer, girl,” he said gruffly, taking his tongue away and making her feel she would do anything to have it return.

  “Yes, sir,” she cried.

  He got atop her, then, most of his weight on the strong arms that held him up like pillars on either side of her torso as he pressed the soft tip of his cock against the place where she opened like a flower. He would pluck another flower, soon, she thought; one that no man had plucked before. He would make her his, that way.

  Jason took his time with such self-control that Maria felt she would soon beg and plead to feel the cock go deeper into her, but she knew he would decide when that should happen, and that she must wait until he chose to give himself to her and claim her with his hardness.

  When he did, she cried out, pushing her bottom up to meet his thrust and moving with him in a rhythm that seemed as if it had always been there, waiting for them: the rhythm of love, and of discipline. For a long while they simply moved together that way, Jason controlling her, teaching her how he liked a pussy to be for him, the pace slow and their noises subdued—Maria’s little cries and the satisfied, grumbling sounds that came from Jason’s chest.

  “So nice, darling,” he said when he withdrew. “I love fucking you.”

  She heard a drawer open and closed her eyes, knowing he must be taking out the lubricant and not wanting to see it, just wanting it to happen. But she whimpered when his fingers, cool and slick, began to caress her most private place.

  “Shh. It’s time to learn how to be a very good girl,” Jason said. “Remember your reminder.” A finger pushed in, and it felt so good that Maria found herself opening to it in a way she hadn’t been able to in the men’s room, only a few hours before. She felt her face go red at the knowledge that she was a girl who liked to have a man’s finger there, and then she realized that she wanted to know what it felt like to have his cock there, too. The sudden, surprising knowledge made her wriggle her bottom a little, as if to try to tell him without words that she wanted to be the sort of bride who did have anal on her wedding night.

  Jason chuckled. “Are you ready, Maria?”

  “Yes, sir,” she whispered.

  Again he took his natural place above her, and again he fucked her pussy for a few strokes, as if simply to remind her that all of her belonged to him, now, and he would enjoy every bit of her just as he liked. Then he pulled out, and the tip pressed where he had prepared her, feeling somehow much harder than it had felt just a moment before. She cried out in discomfort, instinctively trying to close against him, her bottom clenching and her anus becoming small and tight.

  “Don’t worry, darling. We’re going to take our time.” He rubbed himself up and down the length of the valley he had thoroughly lubed, and Maria felt the longing to have him there, to yield herself that way, return. Her cheeks relaxed, and Jason pressed again, there, and this time Maria did her best to open.

  “Good girl,” Jason said in a very thick voice, as the tip of his cock found its way inside. “Oh, that’s so nice and tight.” He pressed, and she gave a little whimper because he felt so big there, and as he sheathed himself, slowly and gently but completely impaling her, the feeling of fullness took her breath away. Her little ring burned, and as his hard length began to move in a rhythm even gentler than the one he had used in front, she couldn’t help crying out in discomfort, though the discomfort was somehow something she wanted; something she wanted to give to him.

  “Play with yourself for me,” Jason said, his voice strained with pleasure and with the light exertion of his rhythm in her backside. “I want you to try to come with my cock in your bottom.”

  Maria thrust her right hand under, down, between, over the pillow Jason had put beneath her hips to offer her rear end to his cock. She found the place where she needed to be naughty now, was desperate to be naughty now. She heard her cries become ambiguous, mingling pleasure with the pain. She felt Jason’s rhythm become faster, more vigorous.

  She didn’t think she could come, because the feeling of his mastery back there seemed too complex, too new, but then she felt his hips against her bottom, and she remembered she had a spanking coming in the morning, and she went over the edge into a submissive climax of a kind she had never felt, as if her body were offering all its pleasure to the man who owned it, now.

  “That’s it,” Jason said, feeling the contractions of her orgasm. “Good girl. I’m going to…”

  Did his amazing self-control slip for a moment, then? He gave a grunt, and she felt his cock pulse deep in her bottom, the warm seed spurting from him, until his hips jerked one final time, as if in a final admonition to be a good girl and a final reminder of the discipline to come tomorrow and, Maria hoped, for a long time to come.

  When they had both showered, and lay in their own elegant pocket of the deep stillness of Boston at two a.m. even on a Saturday night that had become Sunday morning, Maria said with a giggle, “My professional opinion is that many more brides should have anal on their wedding nights.”

  The End

  Stormy Night Publications would like to thank you for your interest in our books.

  If you liked this book (or even if you didn’t), we would really appreciate you leaving a review on the site where you purchased it. Reviews provide useful feedback for us and our authors, and this feedback (both positive comments and constructive criticism) allows us to work even harder to make sure we provide the content our customers want to read.

  If you would like to check out more books from Stormy Night Publications, if you want to learn more about our company, or if you would like to join our mailing list, please visit our website at:

  http://www.stormynightpublications.com

  More Stormy Night Books by Emily Tilton

  Geoffrey’s Rules

  For as long as she can remember, Chloe has imagined what it would be like to be utterly and completely dominated by a man. When she meets Geoffrey—a man who can make her blush red with shame and quiver with lust at the same time with nothing more than a word or a glance—Chloe begins to wonder if her fantasy could become reality.

  As hot as her desire burns, though, Chloe struggles with herself. How can a modern woman feel this way? Should she not berate herself for longing to be taken over her man’s knee for a bare-bottom spanking? No matter how she yearns for it, does she really belong on her knees at Geoffrey’s feet, naked and waiting for him to take her any way he pleases?

  When Geoffrey offers her what she knows deep down she has always wanted, will she turn him away, or will she submit to his rules and allow her new master to take her fully in hand?

  Buy from Amazon

  Bought and Trained

  Desperate to be dominated, twenty-five-year-old Rose signs up for a concubine training program and agrees to have her memory of consenting erased, allowing her to experience being forced to explore her fantasies of complete and utter submission.

  Leo, a skilled case-agent for the program, captures Rose and puts her through a strict training regimen, in which her body is no longer her own but instead is Leo’s to command. He brings her to the Institute where she meets her training partner, Hannah, and also meets other men who she learns to call ‘master.’ During her time at the Institute, Rose is ta
ught that obedience is not optional and that defiance will result in ever more humiliating punishments.

  Once their training is complete, Rose and Hannah are purchased by a master and mistress and are brought back to the couple’s villa in the Caribbean. The girls thrive in their new roles, but when a traumatic experience causes Rose’s memory of her consent to come flooding back, will her realization that she wanted all of this from the beginning bring everything crashing down?

  Buy from Amazon

  A Punishment Exam for Jane

  Unwilling to admit to desires that fill her with shame, investigative journalist Jane Redford is on a mission to infiltrate and then bring down the Institute. But to her shock, soon after her arrival she discovers that those who run the Institute are fully aware of her intentions and have their own plans for her, starting with a thorough, humiliating punishment examination.

  Buy from Amazon

  Shared by the Barbarians

  In the time since she was abducted from her world by a cruel, tyrannical general, eighteen-year-old Jalinda has been given little reason to trust any man, let alone three barbarian brothers who take it upon themselves to rescue her. But the rough, handsome warriors intend to share a wife, and they mean for that wife to be Jalinda. Shocked by the thought of belonging to three men, she refuses to go along with their plan, but her lack of cooperation is quickly overcome by way of a switch applied to her bare bottom.

  Upon reaching their home planet, the brothers waste no time in beginning their shared bride’s training. As Jalinda soon discovers, she will be expected to submit to them absolutely, and disobedience will result in punishments far more humiliating than a mere bare-bottom spanking. Her barbarian husbands will protect her, provide for her, and love her, but they will also enjoy her in any way they desire. She will be claimed by each of them and by all of them together, in private and in public, in ways that will leave her blushing crimson yet also burning with need.

  Despite her shame, before long Jalinda finds herself craving the intense pleasure which results from surrendering herself to the brothers’ masterful lovemaking, and with each passing day she grows fonder of the men who freed her from the sadistic general and made her their own. But her former captor is not an enemy to be taken lightly, and when he comes after the brothers with an army at his back, intent on vengeance, can they protect both their world and their woman?

  Buy from Amazon

  Also by Emily Tilton

  The Count’s Discipline

  Tamed by the Highlander

  Their Firm Men

  Bred by the Spartans

  Her Doctor’s Orders

  An Extreme Marriage

  Breaking Abigail

  At Leo’s Command

  Her True Lord’s Claim

  The Emperor’s New Pony

  The Outlaw’s Daughter

  Old-Fashioned Values

  Stolen by Her Master

  Innocence Examined

  Under His Watch

  Trained at the Castle

  Her Shameful Audition

  An Indecent Awakening

  The Duke’s School for Young Ladies

  Saved by the Highlander

  Controlling Caitlin

  Buying His Mate

  Subjugated

  Bought by the Doctor

  Bound and Initiated

  An Indecent Voyage

  The Lord’s Scandalous Bride

  The Sergeant’s Claim

  A Legacy of Dominance

  Thoroughly Trained

  A Wife’s Correction

  Begging to Be Owned

  His City Girl

  Governing His Bride

  Reformed for the Senator

  A Punishment Marriage

  The Modesty Cure

  In Loco Parentis

  Drastic Measures

  Their Wayward Wives

  His Little Troublemaker

  Five Naughty Little Girls

  Claimed by the Machine

  A Concubine for the Trillionaire

  The Immortal’s Pet

  His Blushing Rose

  Tamed by the Sheikh

  Examined and Corrected

  The Correctional Program

  Taken from School

  Reforming Rebecca

  His Old-Fashioned World

  The Oak Street Method

  Emily Tilton Links

  You can keep up with Emily Tilton via her blog, her Twitter account, her Facebook page, and her Goodreads profile, using the following links:

  http://etiltonexplorations.blogspot.com/

  https://twitter.com/ETiltonExp

  https://www.facebook.com/pages/Explorations-by-Emily-Tilton/524106554315976

  http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7048431.Emily_Tilton

 

 

 


‹ Prev