by Poppy Romero
He took a step closer, and pressed his body against hers from the front. Her nipples brushed the fabric of his jacket, sending a shiver of sensitivity through Camille's body. Between her thighs, she could feel the heat of his erect penis slide along the groove her finger had made.
She let out a gasp of pleasure and sank into his arms.
She felt his hands go to her hips, warm and tender in the chill of the air-conditioned room. His hands hooked round the waistband of her underwear, and slowly pulled downwards.
She felt the damp fabric peel away from her skin, and Armand stopped for a moment, crouching appreciatively in front of her. She grinned sheepishly.
“Surprise...”
Armand laughed as he stood, and brushed his hand against her smooth mound. “Hardly a surprise nowadays. Did you shave for me?”
She blushed and laughed. “It was a coupon thing for the holiday. We were only supposed to get the bikini wax done, then Helen dared me, then I dared her.”
“I see. Remind me to thank this Helen of yours.”
“You like it?”
“I adore it.” He grinned, taking a condom from his pocket. “Would you be so kind?”
Camille bit her lip. “I might be.” She said, gently grasping his cock in her hand and pulling it toward her.
While her hands busied themselves unwrapping the condom, she leaned in close to him. She could feel the silken material of his shirt against her stiff nipples as his fingertips began to stroke her.
“So when you fuck me Mr Armand,” She cooed, feeling him twitch appreciatively in her hand at the word, “How would you like me to be? Would you like me to be submissive and demure? Or would you like something a little more challenging?”
He sighed as her hands began slipping the condom down his length. “I would prefer to have you, however it is that you want to be.”
“I want to be yours,” She moaned, looking him in the eyes. “I want to be stretched out beneath you, feeling every delicious inch of this as you take me.”
She stepped closer, pressing him against her wet, hungry opening. “Do you find this agreeable?”
“I find it intoxicating.” He breathed, gently kissing her throat and running his hands up her back.
Armand lifted her so that she was now between him and the bed, and gave her a gentle push toward it. She fell back and looked up through her spread thighs to see Armand undoing his belt, a look of profound hunger in his eyes.
Camille's head rolled back, her eyes closing to luxuriate in the comfort of the sheets beneath her. Last night she'd been downstairs with some grunting thief on top of her. Tonight, a billionaire was worshipping her like a goddess in his penthouse apartment.
It was shaping up to be some holiday, she thought.
Armand climbed onto the edge of the bed, kneeling between her open legs, looking down at her. She reached up and dragged her fingernails down his chest, grabbing the buttons of his shirt and hastily unhitching each one. He took his hand off her thigh briefly to pull his tie loose, and soon he was standing shirtless between her legs.
Camille hadn't known what to expect. She'd thought from the brief glimpses and the times she'd put her hands on his body he would be in shape. Armand wasn't just shaped, he was sculpted. This was a body that had seen a lot of care, attention and money put into it.
For a moment, they shared a look that simply anticipated. They eyed each other's naked bodies hungrily. His eyes searched hers.
He reached down to take her hands, and Camille realised he was still holding his neck-tie. The material was soft and delicate against the skin of her wrists as he slowly began to loop the silken cord around her arms.
Armand pulled her up the bed by the arms, kneeling above her exposed chest to bind her hands to the headboard. She tried to raise her head and kiss hungrily at his penis as it bobbed tantalisingly above her face.
He looked down at her.
"Anything you need to say?"
She could see in his eyes that he was testing her, giving her an opportunity to refuse. But in that moment, bound helplessly in front of him, all Camille wanted was for him to follow through on the promise of their situation. She wanted to feel completely his, and to be taken by him.
She made a play of twisting against her bonds as he settled in place between her legs. "Please... Oh please..."
She felt him shift his weight, then gasped as she felt him enter her. She was slick and wet from the arousal that had been building up with his seduction. He began with shallow strokes, slowly sliding into her and then pulling out sharply each time. Her breath hitched with each stroke. Each time he withdrew he watched her reaction, studying her arousal with fascination before plunging back into her. He was teasing her, using her arousal to overpower her, make her give in to him completely.
Armand began to ease into a slow rhythm, one hand resting on the bed and the other holding her hips, controlling the angle and depth of his thrusts masterfully. Each time she felt him enter her fully she gasped with pleasure.
“Oh... Oh yes!” She cried, easing him deeper with her heels as she wrapped her legs round his back. She wanted him further inside her, to feel the entirety of his delicious length with each thrust.
She looked up at him to see his eyes closed, face blissfully content with ecstasy as he ploughed into her. His jaw rippled as his thrusts began to sink deeper.
She bit her lip and moaned, imagining if anyone back home could see her now – the good girl from a quiet town, now tied up as a rich man's plaything. His possession to do with as he pleased. No longer was he teasing her or trying to draw arousal from her. Each stroke was purely for his pleasure, but the feeling of being so helpless was driving Camille over the edge.
As she felt his thrusting increase in pace, she looked up to see his eyes closed, his face a mask of intense pleasure. His forehead was dripping with sweat. Seeing such a powerful man reduced to a grunting animal made Camille's pussy spasm with delight.
As she began to feel her own arousal mounting, Armand's thrusting suddenly became erratic, his breaths coming in short bursts. She pulled against her bindings, feeling the power of his approaching orgasm matching her own.
“That's it, Mr Armand. Yes... Oh god yes!” She yelped, throwing her head back and writhing underneath him. Her breasts shook with the force of his thrusts, her nipples like bullets.
“Fuck... Camille...” He moaned. Camille gasped, as the steady pace of his thrusts inside her drove her over the edge. She felt her orgasm tear through her as her mouth locked open in a silent O.
Armand slowed his rhythm, and looked down at her. She looked back in wonder. A few hours ago they had felt like strangers, and now emotion and circumstance had led them to share something so close, and so passionate. She felt him twitch inside of her, as he remained on top of her, looking down in wonder.
“Camille, I... That was exceptional.”
She flushed, and tried to cover her face with her elbow, embarrassed. “I wasn't expecting... I didn't know what to expect.”
He smiled, and slipped out of her, sending a shudder through her body. He stood, and slipped the condom off as she rolled onto her side and watched. He turned back to her, eyes appreciatively passing over her naked body as she lay stretched out on his sheets.
“Such a sight.” He sighed. “And you never needed the safe-word after all.”
Camille grinned. “There's still time, Mr Armand,” she purred. “After all, you have paid for the whole night...”
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About The Author
Just a girl interested in the more erotic side of life and sharing it with you.
What else is there to say about me? My hair colour changes along with my current favourite fetish. Currently based in the UK, but I've moved around a lot, picking up new ideas and new fantasies along the way.
I studied writing at uni
versity but never thought of pursuing my hobby - writing erotica - until long after I graduated. It's something to work on while I dust off my skillset in preparation for my first novel.
You'll find a lot of my stories are about either quiet girls who really let rip given the chance, or the kind of confident dommes I kind of wish I had the moxie to be!
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