One Night With the Billionaire

by Jenika Snow

  Setting her plate and glass in front of her, she forced herself to eat so as not to seem rude. After a minute he continued eating as well. When she was finished she pushed her plate aside and grabbed her glass, drinking the last half of her wine and washing everything down. Setting the empty glass on the table, she felt Luca’s fingers brush along hers that still gripped the stem. Tingles of electricity raced up her arm from the small contact. He lifted the wine bottle and poured her glass full again.

  Just looking at him had every erogenous zone on her body standing at full attention. Bringing the glass to her lips, she let the sweetly flavored white wine wash over her taste buds. She had decided against a bra with her dress and she was regretting the decision has her nipples stabbed painfully against the material. Luca leaned back in his seat and watched her over the rim of his glass. His dark hair was slightly mussed, but it was styled that way, she could tell. She was so used to seeing every onyx strand in its rightful place at the office, but here he looked so carefree, like he just didn’t give a fuck. The color of his eyes, a strange blue that almost didn’t seem natural, was piercing as they locked with hers. Did he know the effect he had on the female population?

  It was clear even through his clothes that the man worked out, a lot. Muscles straining and bunching against the fabric, a tight ass that she knew she could probably bounce a nickel off of, and a bulge that even now had her cheeks heating in mortification. Hell, could he tell what she was thinking about? The smirk on his face told her she probably didn’t hide her thoughts very well. Clearing her throat, she took another drink from her glass.

  “How about we get your questions out of the way so we can get down to why you are really here tonight?” He set his glass on the table, his fingers staying on the stem and running up and down the smooth glass suggestively.

  Questions?Oh, yes, my questions. She cleared her throat once more and found her nerve. “What exactly do you plan on doing to me tonight?”

  His other arm was draped over the back of his chair and his whole demeanor was relaxed. “Anything I wish.”

  Her heart skipped a beat at his words and his sudden close proximity. “Um…”

  Fuck, how was she supposed to respond?

  “I’m a little concerned there will be…”

  She focused her attention on the glossy finish of the table in front of her, but after she spit the words out she lifted her eyes to his. There was no amassment in his expression like she thought she was sure to see.

  “Pain? Are you afraid I’ll hurt you?” He wasn’t mocking her, but asking her a serious question.

  Did she think he would hurt her? Not intentionally, but she supposed she could admit she was a creampuff when it came to pain. It was clear Luca enjoyed inflicting pain with pleasure and she feared that she might not be able to handle it. How embarrassing would that be if she had to call everything off because her sexual lifestyle wasn’t as seasoned as his?

  “No, not on purpose.” The sound of his fingers drumming on the tabletop had her looking down and focusing on his hands. His fingers, long and masculine, tapped out a rhythmic set that seemed to match the beating of her heart.

  “Look at me.” His finger under her chin forced her attention where he wanted it: On him. “I would never hurt you, intentionally or unintentionally. The pain that I think you’re referring to, which you think you’re afraid of, is always in a controlled environment and only meant to heighten your pleasure.” He leaned forward another inch until she could feel and smell the warm, sweet scent of his wine-laced breath along her face. “Anything I do to you will bring you just as much pleasure as it will bring me.” If she just titled her head an inch their lips would be touching. The desire to do so was so strong she made a small noise at the back of her throat.

  “Why me?” She whispered and glanced down. “Out of all the women that fawn over you, why would you want me?” When he didn’t respond right away she looked up.

  “There is something about you. Something that I noticed out of every other person when I first saw you.” He took a drink of wine and gave her a moment to process what he said. “Why would I want those women when they offer no challenge to me?” She wanted to tell him that she hadn’t offered any resistance either. She had all but instantly agreed to be his for one night. “It isn’t just about sex, Linden. I can see, deep down inside, you want to be controlled just as much as I want to control you. I’m not offering you extreme BDSM. I’m not asking to let me tie you up and beat you. You would give yourself to me so easily, sweetheart, and not just in the physical sense. I don’t want a female that will bend to my will because she thinks that is what I want. I need a woman that desires to please me, to pleasure me because it will give her satisfaction.” He leaned forward, giving her his full, intense stare. “I know that you are the woman that desires to give me that control, because it will get you off too, sweet Linden. All I want from you is your complete trust.”

  Her name, a breathy moan from his lips, had moisture pooling between her thighs.

  “I want you naked and sucking my cock. Now.”

  Chapter Five

  Luca spoke so calmly, and yet in a tone so demanding, that she found herself standing and pushing away from the table. She wanted this. Even though it seemed wrong on so many levels, she knew she wanted to be controlled by a man like Luca.

  No, she wanted to be controlled by Luca himself.

  He leaned back in his seat and pushed it away from the table. Legs slightly open, he looked like a man that was ready for anything. He kept a hold on his wine glass as he watched her reach around and start to pull the zipper down. Linden could feel the material part and the cool air brushing along her exposed skin. When the silky soft chiffon fell to the floor, she stood before him in nothing but her thong. It wasn’t a fancy pair of panties, but by the way his eyes grew heated and his knuckles turned white on the arm of his chair, she surmised he enjoyed them just the same. When she made a move to remove her panties, Luca’s deep voice stopped her.

  “No, leave them on.” He swept his eyes down her legs, “and leave the heels on too.” She swallowed roughly and made her way over to him. Kneeling before Luca, she reached out with shaky finger and started undoing his belt and the button on his slacks. A glance up at him showed an expressionless face, yet his eyes held so much more.

  Even though she didn’t have his pants undone yet, she could see and feel his rock-hard erection straining against his pants. The steely length pushed against her hands as she tried to quickly free it. The need to see what was hidden behind the material, to fuel her lust-ridden imagination, had her working faster. Ever since she had worked for him she had tried to picture what he looked like, yet her fantasies never really lived up to the man himself. She felt like a giddy schoolgirl being so close to him, touching him. She felt ridiculous to an extent, but then her arousal would grow higher and higher and she kicked those thoughts in the ass.

  When she finally freed his massive erection, it blew every fantasy she had ever concocted right out of the water. His dick was long and thick and tipped with a bulbous head that was flushed red from his arousal. Veins lined the heavy length, almost throbbing with the force of how turned on he was. Never had she seen a man so hard, so needy. The very idea of putting him in her mouth, sucking him until he came in her throat had all her insecurities rushing forward. She had given oral before, but she wasn’t an expert, certainly not like the other woman he had been with that had probably had extensive practice on how to pleasure a man.

  “Stop thinking and just act.” He slid his hand along her cheek and lifted her face to his. “I want that pretty mouth of yours sucking my cock. Now.” He slid his hand in her hair and pulled her forward until the tip of him brushed her mouth. Eyes locked with his, she opened and sucked in the head. Instantly his flavor exploded in her mouth. The saltiness of his cum, coupled with the addicting flavor of his flesh on her tongue, had a fresh gush of moisture pooling in her panties. God, she wanted his mouth on her, his
fingers, his cock. She wanted every piece of him touching her.

  Hollowing out her cheeks, Linden tried to suck as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. When the tip of him hit the back of her throat and there was still half his length untouched, she wrapped her hand around the base. Fingers not able to touch, she reveled in the knowledge that soon he would be pushing all of these massive inches into her. She wanted to hear him groan, hear him curse because he couldn’t contain himself. The only noise he made, to her disappointment, was the sound of his heavy breathing. She could see his hand, no longer holding his wine glass, gripping the arm of his chair, the knuckles white and the skin stretched taut. His other hand was still in her hair, pulling at the strands, causing a delicious sting to travel through her scalp and down her spine.

  Increasing her speed, she made it her mission to hear his pleasure. Sucking harder, she used her tongue to run along the length on the down stroke and tease the underside of his cockhead on the upstroke. His breathing became quicker, more labored and she knew he was close. With her hand she ran it up and down his length, applying pressure at the base and feeling his silky smooth skin move over steel. His legs tightened beneath her and she tasted several heavy spurts of semen hit the back of her throat.

  “That’s it, baby. Suck harder, Linden.” His breathy yet deep command had her obeying instantly. He swelled in her mouth and even if she had thought about pulling away Luca wasn’t having any of that. His hand tightened in her hair and he applied pressure, keeping her head in his lap, refusing to let his cock leave her mouth. She accepted his steely dominance because she had no intention of pulling away. She wanted to taste him, to feel the thick warmth of his cum hit the back of her throat.

  “Swallow it. Drink it all down,” Luca growled out right before she tasted and felt the heavy load that shot out of the tip of his shaft. He lifted his hips, thrusting his cock into her, making the tip hit the back of her throat.

  Working her throat around him, she swallowed every last drop he had to give. Tasting him had her nipples beading and her clit throbbing. Her wetness had her panties saturated, the offending material rubbing along her sensitive pussy lips and causing her ache to grow.

  When there was nothing left to swallow and Luca’s cock started to soften, she pulled away. His shaft fell free of her mouth and she sat back, breathing heavily and feeling a drop of his cum slide down her bottom lip. Bringing her eyes up and looking into his face, her breath caught when she realized his face was right in front of hers. He didn’t say anything for the longest time and she couldn’t find any words that seemed appropriate at the time. Finally, he lifted his hand and ran it over her bottom lip, collecting his cum and holding it up for her to see.

  “Open,” the blue pools of his eyes were the color of the deepest part of the ocean. She wanted to dive in, to get lost in everything he offered. She opened her mouth, and when he slipped his cum-coated finger into her mouth, she wrapped her lips around the digit.

  “Suck it all off.” Doing what he said, she hummed around his finger and savored the taste of him. The digit wasn’t nearly as satisfying as having his dick in her mouth, but she was so starved for him that she would take any body part that he offered.

  When she had sucked off every last drop, he leaned back and stared down at her. “Go stand against the wall, back to me, legs spread.”

  Chapter Six

  The wall beneath her sweaty palms was smooth and cold. Despite the way her body flushed and heat rose to the surface of her skin, Linden shook uncontrollably. She could sense Luca behind her, could feel his body heat. Her thighs were embarrassingly moist and she feared he would notice, see her desire coating her skin, as evident as the color of her hair.

  He ran his finger up the back of her thigh and she closed her eyes, savoring the feel. Her eyes snapped open when his mouth replaced his fingers, his teeth biting into her flesh. A gasp left her when his tongue smoothed the sting his teeth caused. He ran his tongue along the back of her leg and across the crease where her leg met her ass. The feel of his hands creeping up her inner legs, closer and closer to the spot on her body that ached for his touch, had everything around her becoming dizzy with pleasure.

  He hadn’t even touched her, not really, not where she really wanted him to. She could practically feel his warm, humid breath on her fabric-covered pussy and she pushed back, praying that Luca would take the hint and give her what she needed. The sharp sting of his palm landing on her bare ass cheek had her gasping and biting her lip. The spot where he struck her was warm from the blood rushing to the surface. Endorphins spread throughout her body and she found herself swaying from the force of it.

  “Oh,” the one word came out on a sigh and she curled her fingers against the wall. Her fingernails scraped against the expensive damask wallpaper. The sound of tearing fabric flushed away the hazy arousal that Luca brought out in her. It was then that she realized her panties were in tattered remains on the floor and Luca’s hot, wet mouth was latched onto her pussy. His tongue, slightly rough from his aggression, tormented her great sweeping waves and his hands were smooth as he caressed her hips. Curling his fingers around her hipbones, he pulled her back, forcing her more firmly onto his assaulting mouth.

  “So smooth and sweet,” the rough growl of his words sent a spear of carnal pleasure straight to her clit. “You’re full of surprises, aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question, but more of a heated response. Was he that surprised that she shaved her pussy?

  He pulled away and ran his finger along her slick folds. “Do you keep your plump little cunt bare for other men?” He growled the question at the same time he thrust one of his long, thick fingers into her pussy. Immediately her body sucked him in, drawing the digit deeper and deeper. Fucking her pussy in slow and steady thrusts, he used his other hand to smooth over the mound of her ass and give one cheek a squeeze.

  Smack!

  “Ahh.” He smacked her ass again and his tongue lapped at her clit.

  “Answer me!” He growled against her slippery slit. He took one hand and placed it on her quivering belly and slid his other hand over her ass and rested it at the base of her spine. Pushing her forward with the hand on her back and pulling her back with the hand on her belly, she was forced to take a step away from the wall and bend forward. His hand on her belly splayed across the entire area, causing heat to seep into her and warm every part of her body.

  His demand that she answer him wasn’t lost on her, but for the life of her she couldn’t find the words to respond. His chest covered her back and she felt his bare skin on hers. At some point he had gotten rid of his clothing, pants included. The heavy length of his now erect cock slid against her slick cleft, teasing her with the promise of what the night entailed. The tip of his shaft rubbed her clit every time he shifted.

  His breath blew the tendrils of hair by her face and a gasp left her, almost afraid of what he was going to say. His words, whispered low and husky, slid across the side of her face. “If you knew what was good for you, Linden, you’d answer my question.” The hand that spanned her belly slid up her ribcage and covered a breast. His forefinger and thumb found her sensitive nipple and started tweaking it. Pulling the tissue away from her body at the same time, he rolled it between his fingers, Linden found herself biting her lip to hold in her moan. The taste of blood hit her tongue and it was then she realized she had bitten her lip. It was pleasure mixed with pain, agony mixed with ecstasy.

  “If you want my cock inside of you, you’ll tell me if you keep your pussy bare for the men you fuck.” He applied more pressure to her aching nipple and then curled his hips forward, bumping her clit once again with the root of his erection. With the dual sensation, her legs started to shake and she feared she would collapse.

  Smack! Smack!

  The double spanking coupled with his teasing fingers and thrusting hips had an unexpected orgasm creeping up, but before it could wash through her he suddenly pulled away and she was left feeling bereft. Resting her h
ead on the wall in front of her, she didn’t even bother asking why he stopped, or seeing where he went. His hand was back on her ass, smoothing the pain away.

  “Answer me,” his voice seemed to be everywhere, or maybe she was just losing her mind from the pleasure he was slowly killing her with?

  She licked her lips and blinked her eyes open. “Yes and no, sir.” It was a confusing answer, but it was the best she could come up with at the moment. When he didn’t respond she inhaled and tried to clear her jumbled mind. “I shaved it once, for a guy, but when I stopped seeing him I continued to keep it bare because I like the way it feels.” She was vaguely aware of the sound of something crinkling behind her and then she screamed out in ecstasy as Luca shoved his cock in her pussy. It was so unexpected, so intense that her knees buckled and she started to go down.

  Luca pulled out of her after only thrusting twice and gripped her waist, spinning her around. She let her eyes travel down his chiseled chest, all rippling with hard lines of muscles and that delicious V that pointed down to a dick covered in latex and glistening from her wetness.

  When she looked back into his eyes, the intensity, the determination to have her, made everything else disappear into nothingness. Luca Harlow was staring at her like she was the only female in the world.

  “I’m going to devour you.”

  Chapter Seven

  Luca had her legs wrapped around his waist and the head of his cock poised at her entrance before she could even take her next breath. The tip of him was scorching out and she feared he would burn her alive once he pushed inside of her, but that was okay. If she was going to die, she couldn’t think of a better way to go.

  His biceps strained and bunched as he lifted her, his hands on her ass squeezing. Her heels pressed against the base of his spine and all she wanted to do was pull him forward so he was forced to impale her.