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Excerpt from Seducing the Billionaire: The Complete Series
I kept my eyes closed and moaned as strong hands roamed my body, first my nipples, tweaking them firmly until they were standing erect as proof that I desired him, then they moved down to the junction of my thighs and dipped into my honeypot in search of nectar. More proof that I was here because I wanted him and not because I was tied to him by a contract I’d signed when I was not of legal age to do so.
My mother used to say that you can get used to anything if you put your mind to it. With the arrogance of youth I had doubted her at the time, but after eight years, five months and eleven days of having his hands touch me, I’ve become resigned to my fate. It helps that I imagine younger, stronger hands in place of his and a lithe, hairless chest pressing against mine instead of the grey mat I wanted to trim or shave...or pluck out strand by strand.
“So wet for Daddy.” The rumble of his voice was indicative of the size of the man: a bear and covered in hair. I believe in the Bible and all its teachings, but presented with specimens such as the man positioning himself at my entrance and about to thrust himself inside me, roughly so that I have to cry out in pain as he likes me to, I find it hard to believe that apes weren’t our forefathers—or at least his. “So wet and eager for Daddy’s cock and still as tight as a little virgin.”
Any woman would feel tight given your nine-inch salami, you hairy mammoth!
Just one session with Matthew would cure any woman with a craving for a well-endowed man. I forced my body to relax as he started pounding into me, full strokes from tip to base.
Thankfully he wouldn’t last long; the one thing the man, who needed to control everyone and everything around him, couldn’t control was his ejaculation. He was the poster child for premature ejaculators, but at fifty-five you would think that he would have mastered the art.
“Your tight pussy is going to make Daddy come quickly, baby.”
And of course, something or someone else was always to blame for his failure or inadequacy.
***
“You’ve been holding out on me, babygirl.”
“Why do you say that?” I asked wondering what he would do if he knew just how much I kept from him.
“You didn’t tell me that you know Remington Ross.”
My heartbeat thundered in my ears. For a moment I couldn’t hear anything above it. Oh shit! Had I spoken the name aloud when I’d come? The one thing Matthew had going for him was the ability to eat pussy. His big tongue felt good pushed deep inside me. But, I realized with a breath of relief, my earlier orgasm had been low key—pleasant but not earth shattering. I hadn’t even moaned.
“We were in the same class in secondary school, but I haven’t seen him in years,” I explained. Well, not outside the television and my dreams.
“Daddy needs to know that kind of information, babygirl,” Matthew reprimanded, lifting my chin to stare into my eyes. “I’ve been talking for months about going up against that bastard for the government gold contract and you didn’t think to tell me that you know him personally?”
“I don’t know him personally,” I protested. “I couldn’t just call him up and have a conversation! If we met in the street he would probably walk straight past me.”
Remington would certainly do that, but not because he had become too elevated to talk to common folk like me. He was furious with me long before he made his first million.
“Don’t be so modest, babygirl.” Matthew’s fingers tightened on my chin. I tried hard not to wince to give him the satisfaction. “I spoke to one of your old classmates and he told me that you two were hot for each other.”
“Matthew, that was ten years ago. The man has probably since had more girlfriends than I’ve had hot dinners!”
“He the one?”
“Yes.” I could have played for time and asked which ‘one’ he meant, but the topic was the reoccurring theme of our weekly sessions: the fact that I wasn’t a virgin when Matthew and I had first slept together three months after my seventeenth birthday; the fact that he’d thought he was getting unspoiled goods when he’d paid for my mother’s cancer treatment in the US and had me sign a contract of ‘pussy on tap’ for ten years or until I repaid the money in full. He would waive the interest, he’d told me, smiling magnanimously as if he’d expected me to thank him. I hadn’t since he would have been enjoying my young pussy instead of the interest in the time it took me to earn or save the money.
“You let that fucking bastard take what was mine!”
I steeled myself for the blow I knew was coming, but it still rocked my head backwards against the headboard. Some men don’t know their own strength. Matthew’s one of them. He was born centuries too late. He was built to be hunting wildebeest on the Serengeti and wrestling with the odd lion which crossed his path. “Why didn’t you tell me that he was the fucker who popped your cherry?”
“Matt, it was long before you,” I lied, tentatively flexing my jaw and hoping that it wasn’t going to be noticeably swollen as it had been five months ago when he had given me the previous ‘love tap’ as he liked to call them. “It was just one time.”
“One time?” Matthew laughed and hugged me against him. “The little fucker obviously didn’t have what it takes to keep my babygirl satisfied.”
I snuggled my head onto his shoulder and he snickered, taking the action as confirmation of his statement, as I had meant him to.
At sixteen, Remington was ten times a better fuckman than you, you overgrown jackass!
“No, don’t go to sleep.” He shook me as I settled against him, intending to lull him to sleep by faking sleep myself. “I have a little proposition for you.”
What now?
“Yes?” I didn’t want to sound eager, but I had to show a little enthusiasm or risk another backhanded slap.
“If you can get close enough to Ross to get some information I need, I will consider your debt to me repaid in full.”
I would walk on hot coals to be free of the ruthlessly controlling bastard, but take on Remington? I wouldn’t waste my time—the man was too far out of my league.
“Matt, there’s no way I could even make an appointment to see Remy, much less get close to him.”
“Remy? Is that your little pet name for him?” Matthew asked casually, but his hand tightened in my shoulder-length hair until a few strands ripped free. “Babygirl, don’t underestimate the power of your tight pussy. I’d thought that I would get bored within a year, but eight years on and I still find myself impatiently waiting for Wednesday.”
Wednesday: the day his wife Maude chairs the Women’s Group meeting at Mount Caramel, the local Pentecostal church.
“Are you saying that you want me to sleep with him?” Matthew didn’t share. He was an only child—his mother had probably taken one look at him and decided one of him was enough—so he hadn’t learned the skill.
“It wouldn’t be the first time,” he reminded me. Another couple of strands were torn out. “This government gold deal is big, babygirl. Bigger than anything Daddy has ever handled and the only person standing in my way is that fucker Ross.”
“Matthew, the man lives in the States. How would I get to meet him?”
“Don’t worry about that, babygirl. Daddy will set you up not far from his apartment and his main office in Manhattan. Tenders have to be in for February. That gives you three months to work your magic on him.”
Oh God, I would kill for three months in the USA! Three months away from the gorilla. Three months of seeing my little sweetie whenever possible.
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Jo, T-Girl Goddess! 2
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Seducing the Billionaire 2
Seducing the Billionaire 3
Seducing the Billionaire: Complete Boxed Set
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The Anniversary Stories
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