Dark Dreams - A Billionaire Romance: Bound By My Dreams

by Zaphira D. Gheorge

  “Mmmm,” he said as he reached around to her front, rubbing his hands over her naked breast. He kneaded them, rolling and tugging on the nipples while playfully nibbling on her neck. “You’re mine,” he growled, slipping his left hand down into the front of her panties. She was already soaking wet with need. “Oh, look what we have here,” he teased.

  “Oh, yes,” she cried, leaning her head back against his chest. He slipped his fingers into her slowly and her knees began to buckle. He caught her and slid his fingers back and forth along her slit.

  “Let’s get you more comfortable.” He released her and opened the trunk. Pulling out a large blanket he spread it out on the ground.

  “There we go,” he said. Kicking off his shoes, he stepped onto the blanket.

  “I want you on your knees, gorgeous,” he commanded.

  Dutifully, she knelt before him in all her naked glory.

  “Take it out,” he ordered.

  She looked up at him with hooded eyes.

  “Yes, Master.”

  Biting her lower lip, she raised her hands to his fly. Slowly, she undid the button and then released the zipper. Pushing his pants down, they puddled at his feet. Gingerly, he stepped out of them and kicked them away. Aspen ran her palm along the front of his boxers, rubbing his manhood through the cotton fabric. His cock was throbbing with need, but he was determined to enjoy this.

  Aspen pulled down his boxers, freeing his cock. It stood at attention, a droplet of precum glinting on the tip. She noticed and touched her tongue to it, licking it off. She swallowed it before sliding her tongue along the side of his dick, all the way to the base and then back.

  “Jesus,” he exclaimed as she wrapped her mouth around his cock. He could feel her tongue sliding along the bottom as she pulled him all the way into her throat and out again. She continued to suck, wrapping her lips tightly around him. He buried his fingers in her hair, guiding her head back and forth. When the pleasure began to intensify, he stopped her. “Wait, beautiful. I want to fill that tight cunt of yours.”

  He joined her on his knees before turning her around. He wanted to take her from behind this time. She leaned forward, presenting him with the perfect view of her soaking wet panties, pink slit and tight round ass. Pushing her thong out of the way, he guided his cock head to her hot wet opening. He teased her there for a moment until she begged.

  “Please, Master. Fuck me! Fill me with your cock!”

  That’s when he slammed into her, completely filling her. She gasped as he bottomed out inside her. Gripping her hips, he began to thrust into her, over and over again. She met each thrust with one of her own. Every time they slammed together, her beautiful ass cheeks bounced with the force.

  Reaching around, he found her clit and began to rub it furiously. Her moans grew louder as he stroked her in a circular motion. Collecting some moisture from her pussy, he brought his fingers back around to her backside. He began to rub her puckered hole with her own juices, pushing against it and then rubbing again.

  “Oh, yes!” she screamed. He knew she was a naughty little girl and loved ass play. She never wanted to admit it, but it always made her cum harder. Gently he pushed his finger in as he continued to plunge deep inside her hot hole. He could feel the pressure that let him know his own orgasm would be coming soon.

  Aspen began to shudder underneath him as he filled her with his hot seed. He slowed his pace and removed his finger from her behind, but still continued to push in and out of her until he couldn’t take it anymore.

  * * * *

  Benson woke with a start. He couldn’t believe that was a dream. It almost felt real this time. He looked beside him in bed but there was no one there. It was still dark out. Glancing at the clock, he saw it was still the middle of the night.

  Tossing the sheets back, he felt something damp in his boxers. Looking down, he realized he had came in his sleep. Leaning his head back and letting out a sigh, he grasped that he had just had his first wet dream since junior high. Standing, he dropped his boxers to the floor and walked to the dresser for a new pair.

  Feeling far too awake to go right back to sleep, he picked his phone up and sat down in the light gray armchair near the window. He pulled the curtains back and took in the view. It may have been the middle of the night, but the city street was still lit up brightly. A few cars were still out driving around.

  * * * *

  Turning on his phone, Benson noticed he had a new text message. It had been, delivered 10 minutes ago.

  Hey Benson, sorry I had to run. Business stuff, unfortunately, Japan isn’t on our time schedule. I hope that this won’t wake you, I just wanted to apologize, also, are you free Sunday?

  He smiled. At this point, it didn’t matter if he did have something to do, he would have rearranged his schedule to see her. Hitting reply, he typed:

  I understand. Don’t worry about it. You didn’t wake me. I was having a dream that woke me up. Completely free Sunday.

  Then hit send. He sat the phone down and leaned back. Within a minute there was a reply.

  Hopefully it was a good dream. Can you meet me at our main office? Say at 9:00 am? We will need to take the same car. We are going out of town, if that’s okay with you?

  Something stirred in him as he saw her asking for permission. She was a feisty one, he’d give her that. But something told him she was just waiting for someone to claim her.

  VERY good dream. I can meet you there, no problem.

  Thoughts of her calling him Master ran through his mind as he waited to see if she would reply.

  Can I ask what your dream was about?

  She sent with a winky face emoji. A thousand responses coursed through his mind. Most of them wanting to tell her how much, he longed to be inside her. To fuck her until her legs would no longer support her. Instead he replied:

  I would love to tell you, but I think that is probably better left for another time.

  He sat there holding his phone for what felt like forever, waiting for the bubble with the three dots to appear, showing that she was typing. Finally, it showed up only to disappear again.

  It happened twice more before she sent a simple:

  Well now, that is intriguing.

  He laughed aloud before responding.

  I’m allowed to have my secrets. See you tomorrow at 9.

  Closing his phone, he put it back on its charger and climbed back in bed. If he was going to see Aspen again tomorrow, he was going to need some shuteye.

  BEING WITH HER

  The next morning, Benson woke up excited. He felt like a teenager again, anticipating his first date. Eating breakfast and getting in his morning workout did little to quiet his nerves. Collecting clothes for a shower, he remembered she wanted to keep it casual, so he opted for his favorite pair of jeans and a plain white tee shirt.

  After his shower and getting ready for the day, it was time to head out the door. He called his driver to meet him downstairs with instructions to take him to Hall Industries.

  * * * *

  Thirty minutes later, he was dropped off outside the tall building.

  It was an intimidating building, to be sure, but the fact that the woman he was seeing owned it?

  That really put things into perspective.

  He started questioning himself when a man approached him.

  “Mr. Fox, I presume?”

  The man was darker completed with short hair. He was dressed in an all-black suit.

  Benson nodded.

  “Yes.”

  “Ms. Hall is on her way down, now. She asked me to greet you and show you to the car.”

  The man then gestured to a black suburban parked along the curb, for a moment, Benson’s mind traveled to all the movies he had seen where people were abducted, and a moment of panic washed over him before he heard his name being called.

  “Benson!”

  Turning, he saw Aspen stepping out of the glass doors and rushing down the steps. She was wearing tight fitted
blue jeans, tall brown boots and a white off the shoulder shirt. It was almost as if they had tried to match.

  When she caught up to him, she asked, “Did you spy on me this morning when I was getting ready?”

  “Ha! No, but I heard you were spying on me,” he smiled.

  She froze and grabbed his arm.

  “You know?”

  Then she laughed.

  “Great minds think alike, I guess. Let’s go.”

  He let her climb into the SUV first before joining her. Inside was all black leather with a partition behind the front seat. The dark-skinned man that had greeted him earlier climbed into the driver’s seat.

  “Are we all set, Ms. Hall?” he asked as he buckled his seat belt.

  “Is everything in the back?” she asked.

  “Yes, ma’am, packed it all myself,” he smiled a perfect, white smile.

  “Then I’m ready when you are, Sean.”

  He nodded in response and raised the partition.

  “So, about this dream you had…” Aspen said, turning to Benson.

  He pretended to zip his lips shut.

  “Sorry, my lips are sealed.”

  They playfully chatted and got to know each other a bit more over the long car ride. Benson was starting to get extremely curious as to where she was taking him until they finally pulled off the highway an onto a narrow two-lane road.

  “So where are we going?” he asked.

  “Oh, you’ve been doing so good, why should we spoil the surprise now?” she laughed and put her hand on his knee. “We’re almost there.”

  Benson gazed out the window. They were in a completely rural area. There was nothing but green grass, trees and fence as far as he could see. The road they were on didn’t even have lines dividing it.

  The vehicle turned once more down a dirt and gravel road. He could see a large log cabin home with a metal green roof at the end. There were two stories to the home that was tucked, back among the trees, as though it was a part of the trees themselves.

  “We’re here,” Aspen declared as the SUV came to a stop in the circle drive. She pulled the door handle and hopped out eagerly.

  Benson pulled the handle to the door but didn’t exit quite as quickly. He was stunned to think Aspen enjoyed the rural life. It was something he thought fondly of as well. After all, that was how he grew up. Well, maybe not in a big log cabin, but out where there wasn’t a lot of traffic or stress.

  Where, things moved just a bit slower.

  He loved his city life but being out in the middle of nowhere brought up thoughts of childhood.

  Aspen was at the back of the SUV with her driver. They were pulling out fishing poles and other gear. She took them over to a pair of 4-wheelers sitting nearby.

  “Do you know how to fish?” she asked.

  “Not since I was a little kid,” he replied. This woman was blowing his mind. He wasn’t upset, more intrigued than anything, but he was having a hard time putting the heiress he had read about and the woman before him together.

  “Are we really going to ride on those?”

  “Yeah, don’t worry it’s easy.” She paused what she was doing and really looked at him.

  “Are you mad? Do you not like this sort of thing?”

  “No, no. It’s fine!” he said, shaking himself, “I just can’t believe that you like all of this.”

  Aspen looked around to the trees and the house before taking a deep breath.

  “Honestly, out here I feel like I can be who I really am. I don’t have to worry about paparazzi, the company, what everyone thinks I should be doing. It’s one place where I can sit back and breathe for just a little while.”

  Benson smiled, “Then I am really glad you brought me. If it’s important to you, I want to give it a try.”

  She smiled and watched as her driver finished loading the back of the 4-wheelers with supplies.

  “Good, let’s go ahead and head down to the lake. We’ll come back to the cabin later.”

  She grabbed Benson’s hand, “Do you have a certain time you need to head back?”

  He squeezed her hand and pulled her closer, “No. I’m totally free.”

  She wrapped her arms around his waist.

  “Good.”

  Their faces were so close. Benson began to lean forward slowly, giving her a chance to move if she wasn’t ready, her eyes dropped to his lips as she began to lean toward him, tentatively, he touched his lips to hers, it was a soft, gentle kiss but he could feel his cock harden. Apparently, she could too.

  “Easy tiger, the day’s just getting started,” she whispered before giving him a quick peck on the lips. Letting go, Aspen turned and climbed on one of the 4-wheelers, firing it up. It was much louder than Benson had anticipated.

  “Climb on,” she said gesturing to the other ATV. Step by step she walked him through how to start and then drive the vehicle.

  “We’ll be on a trail, so you won’t get lost. Just follow me, it’s not far.” She pulled back on the throttle and drove around the fence and toward a small path in the grass. Benson started slow at first but then began to get comfortable driving the 4-wheeler. It wasn’t nearly as hard has he had anticipated.

  Following Aspen into the trees, he had to admit this was not how he had imagined this day going. He was out of his comfort zone, which was something he didn’t normally do, but with her it was different. He felt as though he was learning more about her than some fancy dinner could ever say.

  Within a few minutes, they had pulled into a clearing that revealed a small pond. There were no signs of life anywhere except for the two of them. They pulled out the fishing poles and cast into the water using little rubber frogs. After a few minutes Aspen spoke.

  “I’m sorry about last night,” her words tumbled from her mouth.

  “What do you mean?” asked Benson.

  “Well, I feel like just as things started heating up I threw cold water on the whole thing. I was really liking it - I just got a bit nervous.” She cast her eyes down.

  “Why would you be nervous?” he asked, watching her.

  “It’s been a long time since I have been out with a guy that I actually liked. Most of the time, it’s someone my family has set me up with or a friend of a friend.”

  Benson dropped his pole and grabbed her face. Pulling her to him he kissed her fervently and without any hesitation. He knew he cared deeply for her already. The dreams had ensured that.

  Aspen kissed him back hard. Her tongue was seeking his as they began to gasp for breath. He tugged his shirt over his head and quickly did the same with hers. They continued to kiss passionately while feeling each other’s naked flesh.- His desire for her was quickly burning out of control.

  “Please,” she begged.

  He didn’t need to hear another word. He laid her back on the soft ground, watching as her beautiful red hair spread out among the leaves and grass. She hastily unbuttoned her jeans, sliding them off with her shoes.

  Seeing her lying there, looking at him wantonly, for a moment Benson thought he may have been dreaming. Everything seemed a bit too much like a dream to be real. Yet, when her had glided along his arm and across his chest, the goosebumps told him this was all too real. He brushed his fingers down the side of her face and along her jawline. Slowly he allowed them to travel down across her collarbone and between her breasts. The passion was still intense between them, but he wanted to make sure he did right by her. He didn’t want to go too quickly with her. She was far too special for that.

  As his fingers danced down her naked skin he watched as her breathing caught. Her stomach pulling in as he touched her there and began to make his way lower. Slipping under her navy blue lace panties, he found her delicate folds. She gasped as his cool finger entered her warmth. Moving his fingers, he coaxed her clit until he felt she was ready.

  Tugging on her panties, he slid them over her smooth and supple legs. As she laid there, he couldn’t help but think he was the luckiest man alive
at this very moment. To have her here, waiting for him to enter her, was pure bliss. He removed his own jeans and positioned himself between her legs. Moving his cock up and down along her womanhood, he unbelievably could feel the urge to come already building.

  Benson leaned over her, bringing his mouth to hers as he began to push inside her. He could feel her warm flesh parting as he forced his way inside. She lifted her hands above her head, as though looking for something to grab onto. He took both hands and pinned hers to the ground. She grinned seductively while wrapping her legs around his waist. Together they found a rhythm that was all their own. He thrust into her, driving himself in repeatedly.

  “Oh, yes! Harder!” Aspen moaned.

  Nothing excited him more. He quickened his pace, pounding into her with all his might. Her moans turned to screams as her already tight pussy clenched his cock even harder with her climax. As she shuddered, Benson pulled out knowing he wasn’t far behind. As he stroked himself to finish, he came all over her as she grinned like the Cheshire cat.

  Collapsing beside her, they both lay side by side attempting to catch their breath.

  “Well, I’m glad we got that out of the way,” Aspen said as she stood.

  “What do you mean?” Benson watched as she carefully walked to the back of her 4-wheeler and began to unzip a bag. She pulled out a pack of wet wipes and began to clean herself off.

  “After I left the rooftop with you, I knew I wanted you,” she started. “It was something I couldn’t get out of my head. I knew that I would constantly think about it if I didn’t just relent and see how it went.”

  “And?” he asked standing and taking a wipe from her.