by Amber Heart
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Once they were in her driveway, Sam turned to her. “So? What do you think of being kept by me?”
Lucy was still trying for that last orgasm. “I...”
Sam pressed the button, the sudden vibration making her yelp. “Pay attention.”
“I like it,” she said. “Could you leave that on? Just until...”
“No.” He reached over and pulled her dress to the top of her thighs. He undid both straps and slid them away. Her hips lifted to his touch as he pulled the toy free. “I’d love to touch you here.”
She nodded eagerly and his big hand cupped her sensitive pussy. “Yes!”
“I love how wet you get,” Sam said, teasing his fingers along her soaked lips. “I can’t wait to feel it all around me. In fact...”
Her eyes opened when his voice grew wicked. Was he going to take her now? Tonight? She wasn’t against the idea.
“I’d love knowing that I’m the one to make you come next.”
She raised her hips. His finger was teasing her slit and she was dying to feel it inside. “Then make me come.”
“Not like this,” Sam said. “And I promised that we wouldn’t have sex so soon.”
“But that was before,” Lucy panted.
“Before I drove you out of your mind with lust?” Sam teased, pushing one finger in as he circled her sensitive clit with his thumb.
Her hips bucked up. “Yes!”
“No sex tonight,” he repeated. “And I’m going to give you an order that I expect to be obeyed.”
Lucy nodded. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl. No coming without me. Not tonight. Not tomorrow. Not until we play again.”
Lucy’s mouth dropped open. “When will that be?”
“It won’t be too far away,” Sam said. “And may I remind you that you just came for around two hours?”
“But...”
Sam traced her lower lip with his thumb. “Say yes sir.”
“Yes sir,” she muttered.
Chapter Three
Lucy was completely unable to concentrate on her work. Her entire body seemed to be on high alert. Even showering was almost too much sensation. And it had only been two days
The phone rang. She was glad for a distraction. “Sullivan Commercial Realty.”
“Bad news.”
“What is it, Sam?”
“I’ve got to go out of town.”
Her mouth drooped. “Oh.”
“I was hoping to bring you over for a real session Wednesday. Now it looks like it might be Friday.”
She sighed. “Okay.”
“I’ll send the car for you when I get back.”
A few days ago, she would have felt that they were moving too fast. Now she felt that time had stopped.
“Lucy?”
“Yes?”
“Remember, no playing till I can play too.” His voice was teasing as he said, “What do you say?”
“Yes sir,” Lucy said through gritted teeth.
He was laughing as he disconnected the call. Lucy sighed. It would be an even longer week than she’d thought.
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On Friday, Lucy didn’t even wait for the valet to ring her doorbell. She flung open the door the minute she saw the car. She didn’t care how eager she looked. All she wanted was Sam’s hands on her skin.
Her phone buzzed as they were sitting in traffic. “Come upstairs when you get here. I’m not going to wait any longer.”
Thank God.
When she finally ascended the stairs, he was waiting for her, one hand on the doorknob of the door behind those broad shoulders.
“Are you ready?” His voice was low and his dark blue eyes questioning.
In answer, she stepped closer. “Please kiss me, sir.”
He gave her that slow smile and cupped the back of her neck. “Since you asked so nicely.”
She tightened her arms around his shoulders as his mouth took hers hungrily. He turned the doorknob and they stepped into the bedroom. It looked so normal. Just a bed and the usual furniture.
“Not what you expected?”
“Well...”
“It’s your first time. I thought I’d go easy on you. At least in terms of equipment.”
As he spoke, began undressing her. “I’ve been thinking about your body all week. I already know how it moves; I want to see how it looks.”
He stripped her slowly, his eyes scanning her. She felt truly naked by the time he was done, bared to him body and soul.
“I want to see you on your knees. Do you remember the way you drew it?”
Lucy knelt on the carpet, her knees spread and hands resting on them. She bowed her head.
“Good girl. Stay where you are.”
She was trembling with anticipation when he returned. She felt his fingers entwine in her hair, moving softly through it. Then he tugged sharply and she felt the sensation clear down to her toes. Sam crouched down behind her and she felt cool silk cover her eyes.
His fingers trailed down the back of her neck softly. She arched her back, pressing her breasts up invitingly but he only continued those light touches down her back. When he got to her ass, he cupped it gently. Then she jumped at the light sting of a paddle.
The gentle touches resumed, his hands moving around to her thighs, trailing up the inside of them, lulling her.... There was another smack, this time on her inner thigh. Lucy went wet in a rush and her cry was muted under a moan of pleasure.
Sam’s hands moved up her smooth sides and cupped her breasts. Her head fell back against his shoulder. He kissed the side of her neck, his thumbs sweeping gently over her tight nipples. She arched into the slight pain when he struck first one and then the other with the paddle. Her knees parted even wider.
“You want me to touch you?” Sam asked.
Lucy nodded quickly.
“Ask me.”
She moaned. “Please touch my pussy, sir.”
The paddle stung as he brought it down on her wet pussy and she cried out. Then she spread her legs for more. This time his palm cupped her. She rocked her clit against the heel of his hand.
“You’re soaked again,” Sam said, nipping the sensitive skin at the base of her neck. “It was hard for you this week, wasn’t it?”
“Yes!” she gasped out as two of his fingers plunged into her slit. “I wanted you so much, sir.”
“I wanted you too,” he said roughly. “And now, I’m going to have you. Get up.”
Lucy stood shakily and he tugged the blindfold down. Before she could speak, he’d covered her mouth with it.
“It’s too soon to gag you the way I want to,” he said, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he caught his breath. “But this will do for now.”
With the silk clenched between her teeth, she nodded. He pushed her onto the bed and opened a drawer. Sam pulled out two lengths of rope and Lucy’s eyes widened with excitement. This was one of her favorite fantasies.
He sat her up and drew her arms up. Then he caught her wrists, forcing them down behind her head. He began to wrap the soft rope around so that her arms were up and behind her head, lifting and baring her breasts proudly.
When he was done, Sam laid her back again, this time against a bank of pillows. He drew one of her legs up so that her heel touched her thigh, opening her core to him. He gave her an inquiring look and she nodded so he bound her there too. He took his time, wrapping the rope with skill and care. When both legs were done, Lucy was writhing. She’d never been so desperate to be touched in her life.
Sam reached over and picked up the paddle. Lucy whimpered in anticipation. He brought it down on her exposed pussy, not hard, just enough to bite. She strained against the ropes, delighted when they didn’t budge. She could do nothing but take the pleasure and pain he gave to her.
He paddled her thighs harder, leaving red imprints. Her head thrashed on the bed as she cried out for more. Sam palmed her soaking pussy, alternately gentle and rough.
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sp; When he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down, revealing a cock that would have intimidated her previously, she arched her back, begging for it. He put on a condom and gripped his cock in one hand, running the big head over her aching and swollen clit while he used his other hand to pinch her nipples.
“I want you to watch.”
Lucy nodded, her eyes fixed to his massive cock as he lined it up with her slit. He pushed in, stretching her, filling her. Once more, she could do nothing but take what he was giving her.
“Ah God. You’re perfect, Lucy. So fucking perfect.”
She whimpered, arching her back.
“My impatient girl. You want me to fuck you now?”
She nodded and he reached down and gripped her shoulders, hauling her into his lap. Sam maneuvered them to the edge of the bed, gripping her waist tightly to keep her steady. Then he drove himself upwards, as deep into her as he could get. Her breasts bounced from the force of the thrust.
Sam thrust like a piston, bouncing her ruthlessly on his cock as he lowered his mouth to her breasts, sucking and biting her nipples. Lucy was so close to an orgasm that she thought she’d go crazy, but she couldn’t go over. She couldn’t move her body to get his cock closer to her clit and she couldn’t rub it even though it throbbed.
She was nearly sobbing in a combination of pleasure and agony when Sam relented, dipping one hand between her shaking thighs and rubbing her swollen clit firmly.
“Come for me,” he growled.
Lucy gasped at the added sensation, but she still couldn’t quite go over. Sam grabbed the back of her neck and dragged her to his lips.
“I said come,” he ordered against her mouth.
That did it. She screamed, her body writhing as much as it could. Wave after wave of long awaited sensation crashed over her and she felt him groan as he came too.
When the aftershocks were done, Sam unwrapped her gently and pulled her against him. He stroked her hair, letting her relax.
She was very nearly melted into him when he asked, “So, what do you think of letting me keep you?”
“I think that I’d be an idiot to walk away,” Lucy said honestly. “I feel like that was just the tip of the iceberg.”
Sam pressed a kiss to her lips. “I do have several...hundred...more tricks up my sleeve,” he admitted.
Lucy traced his muscular chest, nearly asleep. “Good,” she said sleepily. “We can start on those in the morning.”
His affectionate laugh followed her into her dreams of their future.
Our Secret
A Cinderella Billionaire Story
By Amber Heart
Chapter 1
Rosalie Winters had always been that mousy girl in high school, with bushy brown hair, the long skirts, blouses that covered everything, and soft spoken enough that no one ever heard her. She’d graduated two weeks ago, and was getting ready to go to college. Her parents were driving her up to the campus, and she was excited, but nervous at the same time. She’d never been away from her parents before. Part of her was nervous about having to depend on herself for the first time, but she was also determined to prove to everyone that she could do it. Ha! Everyone. That was a good one. All she had were her parents. Rosalie wasn’t the type of girl to have a lot of friends. Hopefully that would change in college. It was a place where people wanted to be, so that meant they had to study. It made her feel a little more like she would fit in.
“Ok, here we are!” The car pulled up in front of a dormitory, and Rosalie jerked herself out of her reverie. An old brick building loomed in front of them, and Rosalie instantly fell in love with it.
“Yeah, I guess we are.” She had her room assignment, so she led the way. It was on the third floor, and as far as she knew, there was no elevator. Luckily, she didn’t have much to take with her. Two suitcases, some bedding, and an extra trunk of her favorite books was really all she had with her. She had some money to get anything else she needed, but that was the furthest thing from her mind. She really just wanted to get behind her door, close it, then lose herself with setting up her room. She found the right door, opened it, and was happy to see that she was the first one there. That gave her room to breathe and settle in. Her mom put the package of bedding on the bed frame, then folded her arms over her chest, looking around appreciatively.
“It looks like a nice little place. You can make it cozy in no time.” Rosalie gave her mom a smile. It was a transition for her, and the way she’d always handled things was by being alone. So, even though it would hurt her later, she needed to get rid of her parents so she could break down on her own.
“Whew! That’s a heavy trunk!” Her dad had the case of books, and he put them at the foot of the bed. “Well, we won’t keep you. I know you want to get unpacked.” She hugged him gratefully. Then she disappeared under both her parents’ arms. Rosalie thought she was getting squeezed to death, but she reveled in the moment for the few seconds that it lasted. Her mom was already tearing up, and that meant Rosalie’s waterworks wouldn’t be that far behind. She swallowed hard, hitched a smile to her face, and watched as they walked out the door, waving. She closed the door behind them, then went over to the bed and sank down on it. It really was a nice looking dorm room. The living room area had a small kitchenette in it, and there was a comfortable chair that she could already see herself curling up in with a book. Her bedroom area was small, but that was fine. All she was going to do in it was study and sleep. She didn’t entertain any vivid daydreams about finding a boyfriend while she was here. She wanted to be pre-med, and that was going to take up all of her time anyway.
Maybe about an hour into her unpacking, the door opened. Rosalie tensed, looking over her shoulder. The girl who had just walked in with a couple of bags looked like she’d just come from a biker gang. Her nose and eyebrow were pierced, she was covered from head to toe in leather, and her combat boots looked like they could stomp anything in their path. Rosalie smiled at her and half raised a hand in a friendly wave. The girl didn’t even look her way, just went straight to the other room and slammed the door behind her. Rosalie’s heart sank. She’d been hoping for someone that she could make friends with as a roommate, but it struck her that she probably wasn’t going to get that with this girl. Sighing heavily, she went back to dusting off her books and putting them on the shelf that stood across the from the bed. About fifteen minutes later, the door opened again, and a male version of the girl came in. He looked at the open door, to Rosalie, dismissed her and headed straight for the other door. It was locked, apparently, and he started pounding on the door with his fist.
“Vanessa! Open this damn door right now! If I have to break it down, we’re going to have problems.” Vanessa screamed something else at him, through the door, which remained firmly locked, but Rosalie couldn’t make it out. She turned her attention back to her own room. She tried to drown out the conversation that was going on behind her, but it was hard. She jumped when the door opened again. Another guy in leather came in, saw the first man at the door and grabbed him by the arm. He said something that Rosalie couldn’t hear, and the two left. As they did, the newcomer sent a glance her way. Something happened in Rosalie. Her breath quickened, and her heart raced. Something in those bright blue eyes of his had kick started a part of her that she’d never knew existed. She blushed, turning away quickly to go back to her task. When the door closed, she looked behind her again to see an empty living room. Maybe this wasn’t the best place to be after all. That guy though…
A shiver ran down her spine as she thought about those piercing blue eyes. That was something that could distract her from her studies. Maybe she’d see him again. Rosalie shook her head to clear it. No. She didn’t need any distractions, and she wasn’t going to moon over some guy that she didn’t even know. As if to accentuate that point, she got up and closed the door to the living room with a definitive click. Looking around her, now she had a room. A real room to relax in. It was the Friday before term started, an
d she had the next two days with nothing to do. Part of her wanted to try to make friends with her roommate, but if Rosalie was honest with herself, it was only because she was hoping to see that guy again. So that idea was turned down right away. She was already familiar with the campus because she’d studied every inch of the map on the school’s website. She’d been ecstatic to be put into this particular dorm, because the college’s coffee shop was a short walk away. Since everything had been so close on the campus that she could possibly need, she’d sold her car to help with tuition. Her parents had offered to help her as much as they could, and she was eligible for student loans. That wouldn’t be completely detrimental, as she’d wanted to try to do it on her own. Hence selling the car.