Billionaire's Bribe (Blackmailed Into Bed) BBW Erotica Read Online Free Page B

mid-thigh,
so close to the center of her torment. But she had to do this. He had pleasured
her selflessly this afternoon, despite the fact that she had promised him
pleasure as well. It was time for her to uphold her end of the bargain.
    Without
giving an explanation she reached down and yanked his belt free. With fumbling
fingers she undid his pants, then reached in to wrap her fingers around his
cock. She gasped as she realized he wore nothing beneath his pants—her
fingers met the velvet steel of his shaft, and he sucked in a breath rapidly as
she wrapped her fingers around it. It was too dark to see, but she was able to
discern by touch, by rubbing her fingers up and down his length, that he was a
large man in more ways than one.
    “Eva,”
he growled in the stillness. “Are you just going to stand there and tickle me?
Or are you going to do something?”
    She
smiled at the mixture of lust and ire in his voice—obviously he wasn’t
too pleased about having control wrested from him, but at the same time he was
hardly going to ask her to remove her hands.
    “I
thought this was about telling the other person what you wanted,” she teased,
tossing his words back into her face.”
    His
fingers were suddenly in her hair. “Eva, honey, I have no problem telling a
woman what I want from her,” he said, his voice silky, in direct contrast to
the hands roughly pushing her down. “What I want is for you to suck my cock.
Now.”
    She
was forced to her knees on the hard dirt ground, so that her face was level
with his cock. Just enough moonlight filtered through the canopy of leaves
overhead so that she could see the head glistening with moisture. She licked
her lips, both hands gripping the shaft. His fingers had a resolute grip on her
hair, but even without them she wouldn’t have backed away. She wanted to taste
him.
    Slowly,
she took him into her mouth, savoring every inch of him. Her knees ached as she
sucked him, her senses hyper alert and picking up on every snatch of voice, of
laughter, of footsteps, knowing that at any time someone could come down this
way and they would be caught. Somehow that only made it more exciting. Greyson’s eyes, half lidded and gleaming in the dark,
watched her. He was mostly silent, but she could tell by the tightening grip of
his hands in her hair and his hips pushing his cock more urgently into her
mouth that he was far from unaffected. If her mouth hadn’t been so full, she
would’ve smiled with the power she felt over him, despite the fact that at the
moment, he was very much in control.
    His
breathing came shorter and shorter, his balls drawing tight against his
body—a sure sign that he was nearly at the end. “You’ll have to take it,”
he rasped. “You’ll have to take it all.”
    She
had no doubt in her mind as to what he meant. Still, she was momentarily caught
off guard when he suddenly spewed his seed into her mouth, causing her to
nearly choke on it. She swallowed it all, reveling the taste, the muffled
groans, his trembling body. When it was done she released him, licking stray
drops as she rose. Her knees would no doubt be filthy, perhaps even bruised
from being pressed into the hard ground for so long. Certainly her panty hose
would be ruined. And her hair was definitely a mess. But looking up into his
satisfied gaze, she couldn’t bring herself to care about any of that.
    They
stared at each other for a long moment in the dark before he finally broke the
silence. “I really do need to get you to a proper horizontal surface some time.
Maybe even a bed.”
    “I
don’t think you keep those in the office,” she half-quipped, half-teased.
    He
arched a brow. “You have no idea of the things I keep in my office.”
    A
pleasant shiver went down her spine, and her still-aching pussy throbbed,
reminding her that she was unsatisfied. Even so, she didn’t protest when he took
her hand and lead her down the path. “I suppose I will be finding out