Billionaire Bondage: My Billionaire Boss, Part 3 (A BDSM Erotic Romance) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Emily Cantore
pain bringing tears to my eyes and then I was panting at the sensations flooding through me.
The crop marks on my inner thighs were like two hot coals. Every time he pulled me towards him our skin connected and a new wave of warmth burst out. My nipples were red and raised and he pinched each one in turn, sending a jolt down to my clit. My body hadn't forgotten the effect of the toys earlier and from deep within me I felt a tension building.
Soon I had no words - only a rhythmic cry as he pounded into me, each stroke of his cock whipping me up to a higher tempo. His hands were everywhere - on my throat, softly stroking my nipples, gripping my waist. I was his fuck toy and would be forever.
He owned me.
"Come," he commanded, one hand on my waist, the other at my throat.
His command was like a depth-charge going off from somewhere deep inside me. Even as I lost all control I knew I was obeying him. The deep warmth rose up from within me and then burst into a fire that whipped through me. My pussy clenched around his cock and I felt him cum inside me, his breaths short and furious.
In the aftershocks of my orgasm he unshackled me and lifted me out of the harness. He lowered me to the bed and I sighed as I rested my head against the soft pillows. I heard the jangling of chains and when I glanced upwards I saw the swing was gone, the chains retracted back into the hiding places.
Mr. Stone came back to bed and moved up behind me. He spooned me, one arm wrapping under and around and the other encircling me. I sighed again and smiled when I felt his lips against the back of my neck. His mouth was hot again with green tea and his kisses sent warmth flowing down my back.
"Will you be with me?" he whispered in my ear.
"I will, Sir," I said and clasped his hand.
"Even when you have seen what I may do to you?"
I heard the concern in his voice. Would I reject him now that I understood the pain he would mix with pleasure? Would I submit?
"I will, Sir," I said and placed a kiss on the skin between his thumb and finger.
"One moment," he said and then squeezed me tightly before moving away. I lay there, floating in warmth and more than willing to give him all the moments he needed. Maybe this could work. I could tell him the real reason I joined Stone-Black and he would tell me it was some evil executive long ago and he'd make it all better. That I was his slave and he would care for me.
I felt his body against mine and then he pressed something into my hand. I opened my eyes and saw a thin, black leather collar. I almost stopped breathing in pure shock.
"It is your collar Ms. Neri. If you are mine, you will wear it."
I had to move, I couldn't think with his lips against the back of my neck, with his arms wrapped around me. I kissed his hand and then sat up, holding the collar in my hand.
Had I really accepted what it meant to be a slave? To be owned by this man? Bedroom games like pulling hair and pushing hands down were just that - games. But Mr. Stone didn't play games. He was dominant and he wanted me to be submissive. He wanted me to wear his collar. He wanted me to be his slave.
I looked at him and saw he was watching me with his piercing blue-green eyes. He was waiting for my answer. I ran my finger over the leather, daring myself to wear it, telling myself to run away.
If I put this on, who would I become?
***
Billionaire Black: My Billionaire Boss, Part 4
Brooding billionaire Jackson Stone wants Delilah to be his slave. To wear his collar. But she's afraid of what that will mean. Afraid of who she'll become...
After giving her a few days to decide, Mr. Stone invites her to be his date at an extravagant party but he has a plan to punish her for sneaking into his office without permission. Will she finally give herself to Mr. Stone or will she let fear destroy everything?
Meanwhile, her past is catching up with her. Someone knows what happened all those years ago when Stone Pharma burned to the ground...
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The crop marks on my inner thighs were like two hot coals. Every time he pulled me towards him our skin connected and a new wave of warmth burst out. My nipples were red and raised and he pinched each one in turn, sending a jolt down to my clit. My body hadn't forgotten the effect of the toys earlier and from deep within me I felt a tension building.
Soon I had no words - only a rhythmic cry as he pounded into me, each stroke of his cock whipping me up to a higher tempo. His hands were everywhere - on my throat, softly stroking my nipples, gripping my waist. I was his fuck toy and would be forever.
He owned me.
"Come," he commanded, one hand on my waist, the other at my throat.
His command was like a depth-charge going off from somewhere deep inside me. Even as I lost all control I knew I was obeying him. The deep warmth rose up from within me and then burst into a fire that whipped through me. My pussy clenched around his cock and I felt him cum inside me, his breaths short and furious.
In the aftershocks of my orgasm he unshackled me and lifted me out of the harness. He lowered me to the bed and I sighed as I rested my head against the soft pillows. I heard the jangling of chains and when I glanced upwards I saw the swing was gone, the chains retracted back into the hiding places.
Mr. Stone came back to bed and moved up behind me. He spooned me, one arm wrapping under and around and the other encircling me. I sighed again and smiled when I felt his lips against the back of my neck. His mouth was hot again with green tea and his kisses sent warmth flowing down my back.
"Will you be with me?" he whispered in my ear.
"I will, Sir," I said and clasped his hand.
"Even when you have seen what I may do to you?"
I heard the concern in his voice. Would I reject him now that I understood the pain he would mix with pleasure? Would I submit?
"I will, Sir," I said and placed a kiss on the skin between his thumb and finger.
"One moment," he said and then squeezed me tightly before moving away. I lay there, floating in warmth and more than willing to give him all the moments he needed. Maybe this could work. I could tell him the real reason I joined Stone-Black and he would tell me it was some evil executive long ago and he'd make it all better. That I was his slave and he would care for me.
I felt his body against mine and then he pressed something into my hand. I opened my eyes and saw a thin, black leather collar. I almost stopped breathing in pure shock.
"It is your collar Ms. Neri. If you are mine, you will wear it."
I had to move, I couldn't think with his lips against the back of my neck, with his arms wrapped around me. I kissed his hand and then sat up, holding the collar in my hand.
Had I really accepted what it meant to be a slave? To be owned by this man? Bedroom games like pulling hair and pushing hands down were just that - games. But Mr. Stone didn't play games. He was dominant and he wanted me to be submissive. He wanted me to wear his collar. He wanted me to be his slave.
I looked at him and saw he was watching me with his piercing blue-green eyes. He was waiting for my answer. I ran my finger over the leather, daring myself to wear it, telling myself to run away.
If I put this on, who would I become?
***
Billionaire Black: My Billionaire Boss, Part 4
Brooding billionaire Jackson Stone wants Delilah to be his slave. To wear his collar. But she's afraid of what that will mean. Afraid of who she'll become...
After giving her a few days to decide, Mr. Stone invites her to be his date at an extravagant party but he has a plan to punish her for sneaking into his office without permission. Will she finally give herself to Mr. Stone or will she let fear destroy everything?
Meanwhile, her past is catching up with her. Someone knows what happened all those years ago when Stone Pharma burned to the ground...
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