Her Millionaire Master

by Maria Monroe

  “God, Kane,” she whispered against his lips, “that was…”

  “Nothing,” he interrupted her. “That was nothing. Not compared to everything I’ve got in store for you.”

  “Oh,” she murmured.

  “I’m going to make you come. Again. And again. And again. This, Bella? This is just the beginning.” With that, he guided himself inside her wet core, just the tip at first.

  Bella wriggled her body, trying to get him farther inside. It was sweet torture to be this close, to wait for him to fill her completely. He smiled down at her.

  “I love that you’re so eager for me,” he whispered. “Tell me what you want, Bella.”

  “I want you, Kane,” she whimpered. “I want you inside me. All the way inside me.”

  “Like this?” In an instant he shoved into her all the way, hard.

  “God! Yes!” she yelped, her pussy stretching to accommodate his huge cock. “Yes,” she sighed, as her body yielded to him.

  Slowly he pulled out, then filled her again. And again. He reached between their bodies to find her clit once more, to caress it while he continued moving on top of her.

  “Kane,” she whispered. “I’m going to come again.” She shut her eyes as pleasure began to fill her body once more.

  “No, look at me,” insisted Kane. “I need to see your face when you come.”

  “OK,” Bella began, but the second syllable was choked off by the beginning of the orgasm as it hit her, a huge wave of bliss that she rode until she crashed down again, breathing hard, her body loose and light.

  “Fuck,” muttered Kane. “I’m going to come now, Bella.” His eyes were half-closed in ecstasy as his huge muscled body drove into her again and again, and when he came, his hot cum filling Bella, he cursed loudly before collapsing on top of her.

  After gasping for breath for a few seconds, he rolled off Bella, then pulled her into a tight embrace. “Jesus,” he whispered. “We should do that more often.”

  Bella giggled. “But we’ll still do… other stuff too, right?” She liked this. A lot. But she wanted to make sure he knew how much she enjoyed—needed—the punishments as well.

  “Oh, Bella, we’re going to do everything.” Kane kissed her head, and she settled into his arms, into his warmth, and fell asleep to the rhythm of his heart.

  Epilogue

  “I’ll have no arguments! You’ll stay here tonight.” Mrs. Calhoun, Kane’s mother, put her hands on her slender hips, but she was smiling, her eyes twinkling. Though she hadn’t grown up in Scotland, she had acquired a hint of a brogue over the years, and Bella loved her voice. Actually, she loved almost everything about Kane’s mom immediately. Her broad smile. Her warm hugs. Her hospitality. Most of all, Bella loved the tenderness in her eyes when she looked at her son.

  Kane and Bella were visiting the Speyside region of Scotland, where Kane wanted to take her to the distillery and to visit all the places that had been important to him and his family, especially his grandfather. It was six months since their ‘agreement’ ended, and their relationship had been a whirlwind of fancy dinners and dark sensual sessions in his office, with genuine lovemaking and regular sex mixed in as well.

  Kane and Bella had been planning to stay at a quaint bed and breakfast surrounded by rolling green hills, but Mrs. Calhoun wouldn’t have any of that. “I’ll have the guest room made up in no time,” she insisted. “Come keep me company, Bella. Kane, bring in your bags.”

  Kane did as she said, heading out of the house to the car, and Bella followed Kane’s mother down a long hallway to a room at the far end.

  “Can I help?” asked Bella as Mrs. Calhoun opened a linen closet and pulled out a stack of fresh, crisp white sheets.

  “Oh, no, love, I wanted you here to talk. I have something to say to you.”

  Normally those words were scary to hear—usually people prefaced bad things with “I have something to say to you.” But the kindness in Mrs. Calhoun’s eyes remained, and when she patted the bed next to her, Bella sat down.

  “I have so much gratitude to you, Bella,” she began.

  “Gratitude?” asked Bella. “I’m the one who should be grateful! Thanks for letting us stay here.”

  Mrs. Calhoun waved her hand dismissively. “No, no. Bella, the Kane that you brought here to my house today isn’t the same Kane I’ve known for many years.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “His whole life he’s been alone. Oh, he has people around him. But they’re mostly followers. He never has true friends, with the exception of his college friend Charlie.”

  Bella smiled at the mention of Charlie.

  Mrs. Calhoun continued. “I’ve never ever worried about him financially. He does quite well in that area. But I’ve always been terrified that he would end up alone. That he would never be able to open himself up to love, and to be loved. Bella, I believe you’ve changed that. I’ve never seen him with so much, I don’t know, light in his eyes.”

  Bella’s hand sprang to her chest. She opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn’t find words to express what she felt.

  “He’s not easy to love, Bella.”

  “He is, though. I mean, not at first. At first I thought he was a jerk.”

  Kane’s mother laughed. “Yes, he can be somewhat of an ass!”

  “But he has a soft side too. Deep down.”

  “He never shows that to anyone, Bella. I believe you’re the first.”

  “I love him,” said Bella.

  “I know you do, honey. And he loves you too.”

  * * *

  That night, Bella was surprised to come into the guest room after her shower to find candles lit on every available surface, and two glasses of scotch waiting for them on the bedside table.

  “Wow, Kane. What’s the occasion?” she asked as she sat down on the bed next to him.

  He shrugged, opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again. He seemed nervous, which was so uncharacteristic that Bella almost laughed out loud.

  “Are you OK?” she asked, looking into his eyes and laughing.

  “Yeah.” He ran a hand through his hair. “This isn’t…” He gestured around the room. “We were supposed to be in a bed and breakfast where, I’ll have you know, I’d paid extra so we’d be the only guests and the owners would vacate the premises for the night. So we could be alone. Not in my mom’s house.”

  “So? I love your mom. And it’s gorgeous here, Kane. I’m happy.”

  “It’s not what I’d planned.”

  “Oh, Kane,” Bella sighed. “I know how much you like to control everything. But sometimes, it’s all right to just let go. We’re comfortable. And we’re together. Even though we have to, you know, keep it down.” She ran a hand down his hard, muscled chest and over his six-pack stomach. When he shifted on the bed, where he was sitting next to her, she knew what he was thinking about.

  “Ah, fuck it,” said Kane suddenly, and before Bella knew what was happening, he was on the floor in front of her. On his knees.

  “Kane?” she asked, her voice tentative and filled with disbelief.

  “Bella, I’ve never… you’re…” he stammered. He never stammered. He was always so sure of himself, so arrogant, and this was new. Different. Endearing.

  “I love you, Bella,” he continued. “I’ve never loved a woman before. But you? You’re it. You’ve changed the way I look at the world. Before I met you, I didn’t believe that love existed. I thought it was something people pretended to have. A mere myth, perhaps, that everyone was foolishly buying into. But now? I realize how wrong I was. And I understand that the only way I’ll be truly fulfilled is to have you by my side forever. I want to spend the rest of my life making you the happiest woman on earth. Marry me. Please, Bella.”

  “Oh, my god, Kane. Seriously?”

  Kane rolled his eyes. “Of course seriously. I wouldn’t joke about something like this!” He pulled a ring out of his
pocket and held it out to Bella. The diamond gleamed in the candle light. “It’s the diamond from my grandmother’s ring in a new setting. It’s not extravagant, but it’s… I hope you like it.”

  “Kane, I love it! Because it’s from you. And because it means something special. I’m honored.”

  “So you will marry me then, Bella?”

  “Yes. I will marry you, silly,” said Bella.

  She held out her hand and Kane slipped the ring onto her finger.

  “It’s beautiful,” she whispered. “Thank you.”

  “Here,” he said, handing her a jewelry box.

  “What’s this?”

  “Open it.”

  She did, the soft velvety box clicking open and revealing a diamond tennis bracelet nestled in white satin. “Kane! You just gave me an engagement ring! You can’t give me a diamond bracelet too!”

  “I can do whatever I want, Bella,” said Kane in a low voice. “For the rest of your life, I plan to spoil you. And punish you. And spoil you some more.”

  Bella’s entire body felt warm from emotion and desire and disbelief that this was happening to her. This was real.

  Kane clasped the bracelet around Bella’s wrist, then pushed her down onto the bed. He hovered over her, kissing her hair, her forehead, her lips. “Tonight we have to be quiet,” he murmured as he began to undress her slowly. “But when we get back home, I’m going to fuck you every single way possible.”

  “I love you, Kane,” Bella whispered, her body arching up to meet his.

  “I love you, Bella,” he replied.

  Bella closed her eyes, every cell of her body tuned in to Kane’s touch, and every part of her mind aware that her life, forever, was going to be a dream come true.

  The End

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