Stalker CEO: BAD BOY BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE

by Helena Vera

  Axel’s strides take him to me quickly. He pulls my fingers from my aching flesh and observe the glistening wetness before sucking my fingers between his lips. The sucking of his lips cause a tugging at my womb from the erotic sight of this man, licking my juices from my fingers. It turns me on more than anything else ever has.

  “I like you this naughty, wife,” he says when he’d thoroughly licked my fingers. “And the things I want to do to you now…”

  “Do it,” I challenge him. “I love everything you do to me.”

  “I’m not sure, Joyce,” he says hesitantly. “You’re still such an innocent in so many ways.”

  “What do you want to do?” I ask curious to his dark thoughts.

  He flips me over to my tummy to lie on the bed and grabs my ass hard. He squeezes upwards and parts my cheeks.

  “I want to tie you up and fuck your ass so bad.”

  I gasp at his words. I’ve never thought of doing anything like this before but the way he says it with so much need in his voice, that I want him to.

  “What’s stopping you?” I ask breathlessly. “I’m yours to do with as you please, Axel.”

  “You trust me that much?” he responds with surprise.

  I look over my shoulder at him, finding it hard to focus my eyes when he has a finger massaging around my anus, rubbing over the ribbed muscles. “Yes, I trust you that much. I know you’re not selfish with making love and whatever you do to me, you’ll ensure I get pleasure out of it.”

  He pulls me to my knees, his chest to my back and angles my head so he could kiss my lips from over my shoulder. He kisses me hard before releasing my lips to kiss my shoulder. “Thank you. You’re right. I’d never hurt you. If there wasn’t any pleasure in it for you to have.”

  I swallow hard but nod in agreement. He lifts me and brings me over to the vanity bench at the foot of the bed to kneel on.

  “Don’t move,” he instructs.

  It’s hard to do as he says but I stay still, wondering what he is doing. He returns with the same blindfold I’d dropped while running through the house earlier and one of his necktie. He notices my nervous glance.

  “Remember you trust me,” he says.

  He’s right so I let him first blindfold me once more before tying my hands behind my back with the necktie. I’m nervous not being able to see anything but I’m breathing hard from anticipation as well. I have to guess that he’s removing his clothes because I hear the zipper of his pants being pulled down. After a minute or so, I feel his presence behind me.

  He leans to my ear. “There’s a thin line between pleasure and pain, my love. I’m going to teach you how to find it.”

  I’m not sure I like the part of pain but I’m always game to find the pleasure he is speaking of. He kisses down my spine making me melt against the bed which my torso is reclined on.

  “Whaaat!” I cry out in surprise at the sharp slap of a belt across my buttocks. It stings but his mouth quickly trace wet kisses to smooth the pain.

  “Do you want me to stop, Joyce?” he asks.

  “No,” I squeak.

  Barely do the words leave my mouth when I feel the sting of the belt again on my ass. It is followed by a few more sharp slaps, each punctuated by his kiss soothing the area. I am not sure when I stop focusing 0n the pain and find the pleasure he is referring to. Each sting I realize starts making me wet until I am crying out and moaning into one.

  My ass is smarting and I’m sure it’s a shade of red welts but he’s now kissing the area, having discarded the bed.

  “I’ve got to do this more often when you misbehave,” he chortle softly. He molds my ass, worshipping the globes, making satisfactory sounds in his throat. The cheeks part and I feel a wetness licking over the ribbed flesh. It’s his tongue.

  “Oh Axel,” I gasp. “Please.”

  “Mmm.”

  He continued licking and shaking the globes of my ass over his face. “Don’t move.”

  He leaves and I keep kneeling, my back rigid with anticipation. I hear a zipper but can’t rightly say I can finger out what he’s doing. Then I feel him at my back once more. A cool, slippery liquid is dribbled across my pucker and I realize it must be lubricant.

  “Relax baby,” he says lovingly and a finger slips through my pucker. It’s a very tight fit which makes me worry he won’t be able to do what he wants and fucks my ass.

  He isn’t bothered by the tightness but kisses my cheeks, soothing me as he continues to work my pucker with his finger. The sensation starts to become familiar and he slips another to join the foray.

  “Oooo,” I moan and shift restlessly before a palm crack on my butt.

  “Be still,” I’m commanded.

  I can feel my ass becoming more accommodating as he works lubricated fingers deep inside. He twists and turns in and out, over and over.

  “Fuck, this is beautiful,” he murmurs. “Think you’re ready for me now sweetheart.”

  “Umm. I don’t know,” I answer nervously which makes him chuckle.

  “Don’t worry, you’ll be.”

  I try not to stiffen when I feel the bulbous head of his cock pressing against my anus. I’m thinking no way it’s going to fit. It would be a miracle to get it inside. But he surprises me and I should have never doubted him. Axel knows exactly what he’s doing. He starts off by pushing the tip against my pucker over and over until the head slips through the ribbed hole. He continued rimming just the inside of my asshole with the tip of his cock.

  Surprisingly, I’m the one now so excited and aroused by what he’s doing that I push back my ass for his cock to slip even further inside.

  “Damn, Joyce. I’m trying to go slow,” he growls at me.

  “I want more,” I beg. “Please Axel. I want to feel you buried inside me.”

  He groans and pulls me up erect as he pushes his cock deeper as I’d asked for. His hard chest pressed to my back, I lean into him while he starts thrusting deep inside my body. I’ve never felt this full of him before. He’s raining kisses and snipping at my neck, my shoulder and back with his teeth which will leave marks later. He runs a hand around me and between my legs, rubbing my clit while he slices through my ass with his cock.

  “Oh yes that’s so good,” I moan, desperately wanting to use my hands but pleasantly frustrated at being bound.

  “You like that baby?”

  “Oh God yes Axel! Fuck me harder!”

  “Yes, baby. Fuck Joyce, I can’t get enough of you.”

  Our bodies are pressed against each other as he continues undulating his hips and thrusting his cock in and out of my eager backside. He’s biting me harder which shoots sensation down between my legs. I’m so wet, my hands and his are coated with my juices. I’m gyrating my hips against his cock, taking each thrust of his with finesse.

  He grasps both breasts with his hands, squeezing and rolling the nipples between fingers. By the frantic thrusting of his hips and the groans from his lips, I knew he was nearing the brink and I wanted to get off right along with him.

  “Oh fucking hell Joyce! Oh God babe!” he growls and sinks his teeth into my neck, biting hard.

  “Oh oh!” I cry out, my eyes closing from the force of my climax. He’s squeezing my breasts hard, so hard but it feels good. He thrusts once, twice, deeply, filling my ass to the brim before shuddering against me.

  “Baby, baby, what you do to me,” he whispers in my ear.

  “The same thing you do to me,” I return with a smile. “It just keeps getting better and better, Axel.”

  And as he releases me from my ties, I’m overjoyed and yet a bit scared at how fast I have fallen for this man. I’d have never thought myself capable of doing these things I am allowing him to do to me. And I love it all.

  25

  CHAPTER

  “It’s all your fault you’re running late,” I chide as I help Axel with his thigh.

  He flicks my bared nipples with his fingers. “How can it be my fault when you’re still stan
ding there before me naked? I’m getting all hard again.”

  I love it that he enjoys our sex as much as I do and even though I would want him to take me back to the bed and make love to me— again— he was almost an hour late for work already.

  “One would have thought you’d have gotten used to me being naked by now,” I tell him.

  “Never,” he professes. “I’d have your legs in the air in a heartbeat again but I’ve got a business meeting I’m already going to be late for.”

  “Exactly. Plus there’s always later.”

  “What are you doing today?” he asks as he sits on the bench at the foot of the bed and puts on his shoes.

  “I’m meeting Jess in a couple of hours,” I reply. “We’re going for lunch at the mall.”

  “The mall?” he repeats. “Why the mall? There are so many places for you to eat.”

  “We like hanging out at the mall and watching people.”

  “There are so many nicer restaurants uptown,” he points out.

  “And you can take me to them but Jess and I are going to the mall.”

  I sense he wants to argue but he doesn’t. Instead, he gets to his feet, takes me by the back of my neck and kisses me. Hard. His hand reaches down to slip between my thighs and into my pussy still swollen with desire from our sex this morning. He dips a long finger into me.

  “Axel,” I groan. “You’re going to be late.”

  “Why the fuck do I even need to go to work?” he grumbles pulling away and sticking the finger he had inside me into his mouth to suck. “I can afford to take a day off.”

  “Actually, I’m looking forward to my date with Jess today,” I inform him.

  “Getting tired of me already?” He cocks an eye at me.

  “Of course not but I feel guilty, I’ve not spoken to her much since we got married.”

  “Jess seems like a practical. She’ll understand we were busy exploring every position known to man and even inventing a few of our own.”

  I laugh and follow him from the bedroom down the stairs, still naked. He goes into his office and retrieves his laptop and briefcase and I trail him to the front door to see him off.

  “I’m hiring your replacement today,” he mentions. “Hopefully I’ll find someone as good as you.”

  “I did tell you I could continue working until you find the perfect person,” I remind him.

  “I’ll pass. We’d never get any work done. I’d be calling you into my office too often for tasks not job related.”

  “Just as long as you don’t have the hots for the new PA.”

  “The only woman I’ve the hots for you, Joyce,” he says seriously and gives me a peck on the forehead. “I’ll call you later today. See you later.”

  I close the door behind him, wanting to walk out to the porch but I would have given his driver an eyeful. I head back upstairs to our bedroom and sleep for a couple hours. I am unusually tired of late which might have to do with the amount of sex we have been having.

  When I wake, it’s after twelve and I’m supposed to meet Jessica at the mall at one. I hurry to the bathroom and take a quick shower before getting dressed in sundress that I’d bought on my honeymoon in Madrid. I brush my hair, aware my stomach is growling since I haven’t had anything to eat all morning but I continue out the door, grabbing the keys for my car. It looks shabby in the huge three-door garage but it’s a little piece of the old me I’m clinging to. Axel told me I could use his Caddy any time but I’ll take a pass handling such an expensive car.

  The ride to the mall takes me twenty minutes from the estate. I feel lighthearted today even though it’s cloudy and looks like it would rain later.

  “I’m at the mall. Where you at?” I texted Jess when I parked at the deck.

  She responds with a text. “Chipotle.”

  I should have known. I am pocketing my phone and walking through the automatic doors when I run into someone. Drat! Why do I have a habit of doing this?

  “I’m so sorry,” I apologize and my kind smile froze when I realize who it is. Jack Petersen.

  “That’s okay, Joyce,” he says with a creepy smile and keeps on walking. I’d have been alarmed if he didn’t continue on his way. Still a bit uneasy at running into him after the vague talk between Axel and me about him, I hurry to Chipotle.

  “You’re absolutely glowing!” Jess cries, giving me a hug when I locate her in the restaurant and she’s inspecting me from head to toe. “Whatever Axel’s been giving you, I want some.”

  “Back off bitch.” I grin jokingly at her.

  “Rawr.” She curves her fingers like claws. “Kitty’s finally found her claws huh? I love the new you.”

  We go up to the counter where a few people were already gathered and order our lunch. I am so ravenous I order crispy corn tacos, a burrito bowl and chips and guacamole with a bottle of sparkling water.

  “Damn! You’re going to eat all that?” Jess asks as we find a table and sit to enjoy our meal and catch up over the past three weeks.

  “I’ve not had breakfast,” I inform her. “And Axel knows how to drain your energy.”

  “So the sex is good then?” she pries around a mouthful of taco. “What the hell am I asking you? Just look at Axel. Of course the sex is good. But how good? On a scale of one to ten?”

  “Way past the ten mark.” I grin feeling bubbly. It feels good to be the one with the sexy stories for a change instead of Jess. “We’ve done things I never even thought of doing. He’s the greatest Jess. You should have seen the castle we went to for our honeymoon.”

  “I hope you know I am jealous as hell. When are you going to post the pics to Insta or Facebook?”

  “Hmm. I’ve had no time to be on social media but here’s my phone. You can look at them. We had so much fun.”

  “Ooo you’re phone’s upgraded.”

  “Axel bought it.”

  “If you tell me one more thing Axel’s bought you, I’ll slap you for taking away the one hope the female population of Detroit had.”

  She scrolls through the pics before I hear moaning and cries coming from the phone that sound suspiciously like mine. My eyes widen and I grab the phone away from Jess as she laughs. My cheeks are red with embarrassment. Goddammit I thought I’d deleted that video of Axel going down on me. It had been fun at the time videoing it for us to watch it later and laugh about it but I never meant to keep it.

  “Wow with that treatment, no wonder you’re so radiant,” Jess smirks at me. “And he seems like he’s good at it too from his moans.”

  “Axel going down on me is not up for discussion,” I tell her. “Next topic please.”

  She laughs. “I’m so happy for you. You deserve Axel. By the way as tempted as I am for him to continue paying my rent for having snatched you out of that lease, you can tell him he doesn’t have to anymore. I’ve got a new boyfriend and he’s living with me.”

  “What? But it’s not even a month since I moved out! Are you sure it’s not too soon?” She gives me a look that makes me realize the fallacy of my statement. “Right. I’m probably the last person who should have commented on that.”

  “He’s a good guy. Might even be the one but right now I’m just enjoying the good sex too.”

  “Is there any other kind?” I quip.

  “What are your plans now?”

  “We’re supposed to be visiting Axel’s parents soon but haven’t decided yet. I hope it’s not on my birthday because I’d rather be alone with him that day.”

  “Ah that’s right. Your birthday is coming up. Please don’t you dare tell me what Axel gets you that day!”

  We continue to eat our meal and chat about Madrid as I filled her in on the non-sexual part of my marriage to the most wonderful husband. About an hour after she tells me she has to go pick up her boyfriend whose car she’s driving since hers is at the garage. I hug her and promise to keep in touch when she leaves.

  I get a little melancholy without her presence. I realize I do miss her a
nd the fun we used to have. The days when we used to sit on our ratty couch and watch reality TV and comment on how stupid all the people were. Ordering pizza on weekends and watching movies on Netflix.

  My phone rings at the same time I decide to browse the stores. It’s Axel checking up on me.

  “Hi Axel,” I answer.

  “Baby, you still with Jess?” he asks.

  “No, she just left.”

  “So you’re heading home now?”

  “No not really. I’m browsing the mall a bit.”

  “You don’t need anything at the mall,” he argues. “How about going home and getting started on hiring our personal staff for the estate?”

  “Hmm. I don’t feel like going home yet,” I tell him. “I probably stop by the office and pay you a visit you.”

  He is silent for a few seconds before he relents. “Okay. Joyce?”

  “Yes?”

  “Be safe.”

  I find his words strange as he hangs up. I do believe his wealth have made him a bit paranoid about his safety. At least he was listening to me about not being followed around by bodyguards. I’ve yet to see one.

  I walk into a sex shop with skimpy lingerie and toys. I browse the sex toys, noting the various instruments of ‘torture’ thinking of the ones I wouldn’t mind Axel using on me. I walk on to the lingerie section and start to browse through. Wouldn’t Axel be surprised if I visit him at the office wearing a sexy outfit beneath?

  The idea is exciting and I choose a black halter neck backless bow décor teddy because of its functionality. It is crotchless. I could just imagine spinning Axel around in his chair and settling down onto his cock.

  “I do believe Mrs. Ash that will make your husband a very happy man indeed.”

  I jump at the voice that is getting all too familiar. I spin around to face Jack Petersen who is smiling at me with that annoying smile of his. Before I could ask him why he is following me, he takes my left hand and grips my fourth finger where my diamond rings are. I try to pull away from his touch but his hold on me is strong.