Budapest Billionaire's Virgin: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 19)

by Flora Ferrari

  But that was then and this is now. The summer was rapidly coming to a close. Soon we’d have to face the facts and Audrey would have to make a decision about her future. She still had a year left to graduate, but there was no way I wanted her out of my sight for that long. I could work out of our offices in the States, but that wasn’t the option that I really wanted.

  There was one thing I was certain of…make that two. First I was going to do whatever it took to keep us together, regardless of what it meant to the business. If I had to I could step down or sell the company. A billion dollars means nothing if I don’t have her to share it with. It’s just stacks of paper, but with her it becomes unforgettable lifetime experiences, and the ability to spoil her and take care of her beyond her wildest dreams. And the best part is that one day I hope to use some of the money to fund her dreams. She’s a smart girl, as she’s proven time and time again over the course of her internship. I know she has aspirations of her own and I want to be there with the seed money to help her plant that tree and then hold her hand as we watch it grow into a big, strong oak.

  The second thing was that we still had a couple weeks left, and until we got closer to that time I was focused on just enjoying each and every minute with her that I could…and to not get caught.

  Tina had her own life, and she included Audrey in everything, or at least invited her. I was happy they got along so well. My daughter even told me she was the sister she never had. As awkward as it would be to tell Tina what was really happening, I knew that once everything blew over they’d remember just how much they enjoyed each other’s company and we’d be one small happy household again.

  Tina would be moving on at some point. It was inevitable. She liked to party, but I saw even she was tiring of the scene. Audrey really wasn’t into it, which was great…it just allowed a lot more nights in the castle for just the two of us.

  But as much as our sex life had progressed, there was still a side of me that I hadn’t shown Audrey. There was a part of me that wanted to try new things with her. I had always been curious and enjoyed pushing the limits, in business and in pleasure. And there was one path I hadn’t walked yet, but wanted to.

  A couple months ago I rented a box at one of those Mail Boxes Etc. type places, and had started to have special packages shipped there under a fictitious name. I couldn’t have them shipped under my name, and there was no way I could have them delivered to the house or the office. I’d picked them up and slowly started stashing them in a room just off to the side of the basement. A room that only I knew existed. The last couple weeks I had unboxed everything and made the room what it is today. I knew Audrey was ready for it. She had an open mind and an appetite to experience life, but first things first. A lunchtime rendezvous in the parking lot awaits.

  CHAPTER 13

  Audrey

  I t was the final week of my summer internship. This entire experience had been an incredible mix of emotions. There were so many business skills I was learning at the office. Tamás had slowly increased my responsibilities and given me more and more challenging tasks as I learned the inner workings of the company. The hands on experience of working on projects that really mattered was priceless.

  There was also the excitement of experiencing a new city, learning to live and get around in another country, and showing myself that I could do it. My self-confidence was soaring.

  And of course there was the steaminess of our relationship and the suspense of possibly getting caught.

  There was the one time the janitor turned the handle on the mop closet, only to find the door locked. There was the parking lot blowjob at lunch where I had to keep my head in Tamás’ lap while an old friend of his walked up to the car. Tamás conveniently kept his arm out the window keeping just enough distance between the man and the car so he wouldn’t see what was really going on.

  And there were plenty of times in the house where Tina almost caught us, only for me, or Tamás, to hide in a closet for what seemed like an eternity while the other swore they didn’t know where we were. The house was big enough for it to be believable.

  But tonight Tamás said he had something special planned, and did he ever.

  We dined at one of the most luxurious restaurants in the city, and that was after a river cruise on a beautiful boat. In true Tamás form, everything was perfect and beyond compare.

  As the time approached midnight Tamás guided me towards the Chain Bridge. It’s the same bridge from the opening scene of Katy Perry’s “Firework” video, and it’s one of my favorite things about the city, and he knew it.

  “This bridge has been a special place for you this summer.”

  “Yes, it has,” I say, looking fondly out towards the water from the safety of the pedestrian walkway running along the side of the bridge.

  “You know it’s good luck to kiss your lover on the bridge,” he says.

  “Is that so?” I say, trying to let the lover comment slide by like I didn’t notice, but of course I did. I was so conflicted at what to do when this all ended. I really wanted to be with Tamás, but I was trying to be realistic too. For now, I’d just enjoy the last days here and see where the chips fell when that time came.

  He reaches down and takes my face in his hands, bringing my lips to his.

  We kiss, and everything is perfect again.

  “Audrey, I want to tell you something.”

  “Of course,” I say, wondering why he’s so serious all of the sudden.

  “There are some thoughts I’ve had in my head, but I’ve never had the right person to share them with. Something that may be off-putting, but still, I know we trust and respect each other and I want to share these thoughts with you, but I must warn you they may cause you to look at me in a different way.”

  Oh no. Everything had been so perfect, and here comes the rain on my parade. I didn’t want to think negative thoughts, and I quickly remembered that there was no need to. He was a man who had always been very straightforward and could solve any problem thrown in his direction. If something was wrong we’d work it out.

  “Okay. I’d like to know.”

  “There are certain fantasies I’ve developed since we’ve been together. Certain things that have come out from within me…things that I didn’t necessarily know were there. As much as I enjoy everything we do and am totally happy and satisfied with how things are, I am interested in trying something else…together.”

  “Okay.” I could see he was trying to take it slow to make me feel comfortable. I appreciated it, but I was also the girl who just rips the bandage straight off, not pulls it slowly. I could see he sensed it, and he knew me well enough not to sugar coat it anymore.

  “I’d like to try some light bondage with you. Tonight.”

  “Bondage?”

  “Yes.”

  I smile a little and laugh slightly.

  “Is that funny?” he says, poking me in the ribs as I move to the side playfully to escape his tickles.

  “No, I was actually having some thoughts about it myself.”

  “So it’s perfect then.”

  “Well, that just depends on what you have in mind of course, but I trust you.”

  “So we’re off then. Off to try yet another something new.”

  “But don’t we need to reserve one of those places in advance?”

  “Not when you have one inside your own home.”

  CHAPTER 14

  Audrey

  I thought those sliding bookshelves were just clichés from the movies. I guess ideas sometimes come from real life.

  We follow the winding staircase downstairs and at the bottom there’s a small platform leading to a door.

  “I only found this a year ago, when we had a leak.”

  “It’s kind of creepy, but cool.”

  “Thanks. There may be more rooms like it, but there aren’t exactly blueprints to the house. I’m still looking for more interesting parts of the house, when I have time. It’s like the gift that keep
s on giving.”

  “And now you want to give something to me down here in your dungeon.”

  “Not something, some things. Plural.”

  He opens the door at the bottom of the stairs and flips the light switch. The room lights up in a purple hue.

  “Red seemed too cliché,” he says.

  “Thanks for thinking of my artistic tastes,” I joke. “When did you get all this stuff?”

  “I’ve been accumulating it over the course of the summer.”

  “It’s all new?”

  “Fresh out of the box.”

  “And you were getting it for me?”

  “Only for you. Yes.”

  I walk through the room taking everything in. I run my hand along the smooth grain leather bench, on my way over to the wall.

  “You can touch anything you want. It’s ours to be shared together.”

  I pick up a whip and turn back towards the middle of the room, whipping it playfully, but I don’t quite have the touch figured out yet as I almost whip my own leg.

  The room is filled with things we can experiment with. The largest, and most noticeable play thing being the wooden X-shaped cross. I have a pretty good idea what that’s for.

  There are also what looks like wrist and ankle chains secured to the wall. Hanging next to them are plenty of whips and paddles of all shapes and sizes. There are even masks neatly hung just a few feet from a chain that’s connected to a pulley on the ceiling.

  “You really went all out.”

  “I spare no expense when it comes to you. You know that.”

  “I do. But what I don’t know is what you have in mind.”

  “I definitely have something in mind all right,” he says, closing the distance between us before wrapping his arms around my waist, making me feel safe in a place that would be completely intimidating without him.

  “I’m ready when you are,” I say.

  He reaches inside his pocket and removes a blindfold.

  “So we’re starting like this, are we?”

  “Eliminating one of your senses to heighten the others.”

  “Is that how it works?”

  “That’s how it’s going to work tonight.

  He slides the blindfold over my eyes, and I quickly realize how important vision is for balance.

  “Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” he says as he slowly undresses me with one hand while steadying me with the other.

  He removes my clothes and then takes my hand. I’m completely naked except for my heels. He carefully guides me across the room before placing my hand on something leather and soft. It can’t be the same bench I saw earlier as it’s not in the same direction. It must be something I didn’t pick up on the first time.

  “One minute. I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”

  “Thanks. I was planning on running off, of course,” I joke, but it’s really just a defense mechanism for the unknowing feeling I’m getting. I trust him completely, but I can’t deny I’m nervous and turned on at the same time.

  I hear a noise and a few seconds later I feel his hands back on my hips, startling me.

  “Try and relax. I turned on the heater so you don’t get cold.”

  “Believe me, I’m hot right now.”

  “I can feel that, but this really was a dungeon, so it can get cold.”

  I feel his cock press against my backside.

  “I’m completely naked, as I’m sure you can feel right now.”

  “I definitely noticed,” I say as his cock slides across my skin.

  “I’m going to guide you into position,” he says, taking my hands carefully and placing one hand under my stomach. “Lean forward. Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

  I lean forward and feel the leather padding underneath my torso.

  “I’m going to lift your legs off the ground now. Grip the end of the leather padding tightly to balance yourself.”

  I do as I’m told as he runs his fingertips down my thighs and calves before tucking my lower legs back and lifting them off the ground. He places each on onto another leather surface slightly above the ground.

  “Almost in position,” he says.

  I hear him walk around to the area in front of me, followed by the feeling of leather straps wrapping around each of my wrists. The straps quickly tighten, holding me firmly in position.

  The position might seem awkward but the design of the apparatus supports my entire weight. I actually feel light and relaxed in that sense, but tense in all others. It’s almost as if I’m on my knees and forearms, and angled down slightly. And it’s like I’m just suspended above the ground and supported by the apparatus he has me strapped to.

  “I’m not going to talk anymore, just feel. If at anytime you don’t like what’s happening just say so and we’ll stop immediately. Understand?”

  “Yes.”

  “You can also tell me what feels good, but of course I’m going to sense it and react accordingly so all you should really have to do is just enjoy what’s about to happen.”

  I nod my head and immediately feel a light feather glide across my spine, giving me chills.

  The feather continues down my back and in-between my legs, tickling my pussy and inner thighs before tracing the outlines of my body.

  My muscles tense and I tighten my grip on the edge of the leather surface my forearms are resting on.

  Not knowing what he’s going to do next has me wetter than I could have imagined.

  The feather, which had been moving vertically suddenly changes direction, moving horizontally across my tailbone just as his tongue moves vertically across my slit.

  I hear him breath deep as he tastes me. I know he’s staring right into my asshole and I’m more than a little bit self-conscious, but the thought is gone immediately when the sensation of his tongue disappears and my ass cheeks are greeted with a multitude of leather straps lightly cracking across my skin. I don’t know much about this lifestyle, but I know immediately it’s a flogging whip, and I also know I want more.

  He quickly obliges, sending the thin strips of leather cracking across my ass again. There was no warm up, just right into the action…the perfect choice as I didn’t need one second of foreplay tonight.

  He continues flogging me, alternating the tenacity from gentle and tender to more orgasm inducing. I know he’s back there watching my face, feeding off my emotions, and he’s doing so perfectly.

  From time to time it’s not a whip I feel on my ass, but his hand. I’m not sure which one I like more. The sharp, crisp crack of the whip or his hand coming down hard and firm and kneading my cheeks causing my pussy to make squishy sounds due the fact that I’m completely dripping.

  “Ahhh!” I moan as I climax. The feel of the whip disappears and I feel his tongue back on my pussy, as he’s licking me clean. The way he moves his tongue through my folds prolongs my orgasm, causing me to cum longer than I ever have before.

  Just as my body tries to come down from the mind blowing orgasm I feel his hands on my ass and his dick pressing against my opening.

  He slides the head of his dick up and down my folds covering it in my juices, which won’t stop, before he slides it in slowly and gently, spreading me open.

  He’s moving in and out of me agonizingly slow, causing each and every nerve ending in my hole to feel him. I’m breathing hard to the point I can’t catch my breath. I start grunting and feel his hips slam into my ass.

  He’s thrusting harder now, his balls bouncing off the underside of my ass. I’m getting fucked beyond belief as his dick rams deeper into me, thanks to the angle created by the apparatus I’m strapped to.

  Suddenly I feel warm spit on my asshole and his finger trace a circle around my opening.

  My eyes shoot open, only to be reminded I’m still blindfolded. He presses firmly against my asshole before sliding a finger in.

  I’ve died and gone to heaven as every fluid inside me empties onto his cock. I see a white light and feel like I’ve
totally left the room, mentally and physically. I’m convulsing and I can’t stop.

  I feel his warm cum fill me and hear a deep primal moan that’s muted as if I’m wearing earplugs. I’m in my own safe world at the moment, experiencing a whole different kind of pleasure. Nothing else matters, except what he’s doing to me.

  My eyes roll back in my head and I gasp for air. I lose track of time until I feel his dick pull out of me and his kiss on my cheek as he removes my blindfold.