The Billionaire's Son 3 : Heart's Desire (A BDSM Erotic Romance) (Billionaire Erotica) Read online

  Even if his words were true, his arrogance was stunning. "You are the most…"

  His lips crashed down onto my own before I could even finish my sentence. I gasped in surprised reaction, unwittingly allowing his tongue to slip inside my mouth. I couldn't resist the sweet seduction of his mouth. All the pent up emotion and longing I had felt for him the past few weeks came spilling out in the kiss. My arms snaked around him as he deepened the kiss causing my pussy to ache with burning desire. His hand gently caressed my cheek as our tongues danced together.

  His thumb tugged lightly at my lip as my hips rubbed against his body insistently. Without thinking, I broke our kiss and caught the tip of his thumb between my lips. My tongue licked the tip of it before I gently sucked it into my mouth. I watched his half-opened eyes flood with passion as I felt his hard cock pressing up against my belly. I nipped gently at his thumb with my teeth, but what I really wanted filling my mouth was his cock. There was no use denying it or playing games.

  With shaky hands, I reached for his pants. I unfastened his pants and pulled them down Derek's muscular legs. I kneeled before him and put my fingers under the waistband of his briefs. Softly raking my nails down his legs, I lowered his briefs to the floor. I took the cock that I had been wanting for so long into my hands and guided it to my mouth.

  All my attention was focused on indulging Derek's cock. Making sure every last inch was lubed with my saliva, I used my hands, lips and mouth to bestow as much ecstasy as I could. With each growl of pleasure I elicited from Derek, a corresponding need in my pussy grew. As his groans increased in intensity, I felt his hips thrusting involuntarily forward. My excitement grew as I felt him losing control.

  Derek pulled out of my mouth. "Not yet." he rasped through clenched teeth. He pulled me to my feet and reached for my tank top. I hesitated only for a moment before lifting my arms so that he could remove it. He had my bra unclasped in seconds flat, spilling my breasts into his eager hands.

  "Ahh, so beautiful." Derek's thumbs stroked my nipples before he dipped his head to take a rosy peak into his mouth. I thrust my chest closer to him as his hand slid down my back and slipped under the waistband of my skirt. His warm hand on my curvy ass had me whimpering with need. His fingers caressed my ass and slid lower still. My pussy throbbed, yearning for his touch.

  My knees were weak with desire for him. When his mouth left my breast and he took a step back from me, breaking all contact, I almost sunk to the floor. Confusion raced through my spinning mind. "Derek?"

  "Take your skirt off." His raspy voice commanded.

  My frenzied need took over. I could do nothing but obey. I slid my skirt slowly past my hips and let it fall to the ground. Derek's eyes never left me as I slipped my fingers under the small triangle of cloth that was my panties and deliberately worked them down my legs.

  I stood before Derek, once again, completely nude. His eyes burned a fiery path all over my exposed skin.

  He looked almost tormented as he growled my name, "Julia." Stepping toward me, he took me in his arms and ravaged my lips with a demanding kiss.

  I was so dizzy with tumultuous desire, that I barely registered him lifting me up in his arms. Only when he tried to settle me in the harness of the swing, did I recognize what was happening.

  "Derek, no. I don't want to…" My voice was muffled against his lips.

  The harness now supported most of my weight. Derek's eyes were inches from my own. "Julia. I want you. I need you. I've never used one of these before, but I want to try it with you. Please."

  Staring into his eyes was like pondering the depths of an unfathomable ocean. I felt an intensity shimmering all around us like an electric current. Saying no was an impossibility. I closed my eyes and gave a barely perceptible nod.

  Derek caught my lips again in an almost desperate kiss. He peeled his mouth away and then gently laid me down against the back support. My stomach tightened as he lifted the stirrups up to my feet. I closed my eyes and inserted my legs before I lost all nerve.

  The room practically crackled with sexual energy. "God, that is so sexy."

  I could smell my own arousal as I felt my juices pooling at my center. Moments passed before I opened my eyes to see Derek staring at my pussy, which was spread wide before his gaze. The heat in his eyes only heightened my anticipation.

  Derek put his hands on my thighs and pulled me towards him. I was surprised at how stable I felt. I drew in a deep breath, anxiously waiting for his thick cock to take me. I didn't have much time to register my surprise when instead; he positioned his head perfectly between my legs. In a matter of seconds, his firm lips and supple tongue were working magic on my quivering pussy.

  My head lolled back as Derek feasted on me. His tongue circled my engorged clit several times causing the intense ecstasy to quickly escalate. Soft moans escaped my throat when he sucked lightly on my clit. I felt his teeth gently applying pressure while his tongue slid ruthlessly through my silky wet slit.

  All thought was lost, except for the waves of pleasure building inside me. I felt a white hot intensity growing in my deepest core. As his tongue worked lower, toward my most intimate and secret place, I wanted to lift my hips to him, forcing him inside me. It was maddening and yet erotic that the swing took away any control I had over the situation.

  "Please, Derek. I need you now. Please. I want you to fuck me Derek." I don't know where the words came from. While I never had talked like that before, now those words sprang from my mouth without thought. I was experiencing pure primal need.

  Still, Derek teased me with his tongue. When I felt his fingers rubbing near my opening, I knew I was lost. The pressure built to a fevered pitch. A finger slid inside me and another worked toward my backdoor hole. The walls inside my pussy were caressed, touching my most secret spots.

  I felt my climax rushing toward me like a freight train. There was nothing I could do to stop it. Strangled cries slipped from my throat as I felt warm juices burst forth as if breaking through a dam. White dots danced before my eyes as my orgasm erupted. Deep inside, muscles contracted and clenched in a frenzied release.

  Derek slowed his delicious torture and raised his head to watch. In the midst of my orgasm, we made intimate eye contact for a brief moment before I heard a deep growl in his throat. He bent his head to lick some of the juices running from me. I lay in the swing like a limp noodle, completely spent.

  As my shaking subsided, Derek flashed me a sexy smile that caused my heart to skip a beat. "We're not done here yet, Princess."

  My eyes widened in surprise. I wasn't sure how much more I could take. My muscles all seemed to have turned to jelly. But as I lay limp in the swing, I realized that I didn't need to do anything.

  Derek stood giving me a glimpse of his rock hard cock. It lined up perfectly with me. He positioned the tip of his cock against my pussy and slowly rubbed it around my opening. "You are so wet for me."

  Watching his beautiful face and hearing his sexy growl was building a new anticipation in my belly. His cock impaled me in one thrust. Jolts of pleasure shot through me. He began slowly rocking the swing, causing his cock to plunge in and out of me. I was so wet and slippery; there was almost no resistance. I studied the look of concentration on his face as he increased the speed. I watched his eyes darken as he stared at his cock sliding into me repeatedly.

  The tension was building in me quite quickly. Once again, I was riding the waves of pleasure and there was no turning back. The waves crested higher and higher as Derek plunged endlessly into me. When his finger reached out to stroke my clit, all was lost. I clenched my inner muscles just before the powerful orgasm exploded.

  Thrashing my head, I yelled, "Oh God, Derek. Oh, God!"

  I felt a thick cream release from my core and wash through me. Derek pumped me frantically against him. Suddenly, he stopped the swing; his cock thrust fully into me. He let out a primal grunt as I felt his hot load shoot into me.

  We were motionless for several moments,
staring at each other. Finally Derek let out a shaky laugh and pulled out. I felt our combined juices leaking out of me and dripping down to the carpet.

  Derek stood staring between my legs causing me to feel quite self-conscious. "Please Derek. Help me down." I struggled, trying to remove my leg from the stirrups.

  A slow smile spread on his lips. "I just want to get a good look at this, so that I can always remember it. Your hair is all messed up and your legs are spread open to me. Your pussy is so wet and it's still quivering. You look as sexy as hell right now."

  My body was still trembling when he finally helped me out of the contraption. Embracing me, he sunk carefully to the floor, holding me in his strong arms. I lay across his lap resting my head against his solid muscled chest. I felt a warm glow of serenity and happiness surround me as he softly stroked my hair and kissed the top of my head.

  The door was locked and I would have to spend the night here with Derek. The thought of being curled up against him filled me with a languid contentedness. I felt his hand slide over my soft skin and reach for my breast. He let his palm slide over my breast before gently cupping it. I knew that before the night was over, we would make love again. If he didn't initiate it, I knew I would. I could never get enough of him.

  It felt so right to be with Derek. A quiet satisfaction seeped over my body. My eyelids closed as I felt myself slowly drifting off to sleep. Being with Derek was better than my wildest fantasies. Yes, the sex was out of this world sensational, almost overwhelming, but just being near him was just as intoxicating.

  As I felt myself floating into a dream state, I had the thought that I was falling in love with him. And it didn't frighten me. Normally, my cautious side would set off alarm bells in my head. Shockingly, that didn't happen. It just seemed so right. I was almost euphoric in the knowledge.

  I felt a soft jostling from Derek. "Hey, sleepyhead. Don’t fall asleep on me!"

  I blinked groggily, trying to wake myself up.

  Derek was setting me gently aside. He stood to retrieve our clothes. He handed me my clothes and started dressing. Half asleep and confused, I started pulling on my clothes.

  When I was finished, he pulled me up by the hand. "C'mon Princess, before you fall asleep."

  He led me toward the staircase and started guiding me up the stairs.

  I wasn't sure what was going on. "Is it morning?"

  Derek chuckled. "No. But I don't want any of the staff to see us down here together. It'll be better for you if they don't."

  We had reached the top of the staircase. I was still groggy when Derek punched numbers into the keypad. The door unlocked.

  Then it hit me. Derek knew the code all along. I immediately woke up as a white hot anger rushed through my gut. "You tricked me. You knew the code this whole time. You are despicable!"

  My face flushed as I felt anger and misery gathering strength. Just moments before I had been cuddled in his lap thinking that I was in love with him. I had been reveling in the thought of spending the night wrapped in his arms. And as soon as he got what he wanted from me, he was ready to dump me off at the first opportunity.

  A leaden chill crept through me. My stomach felt queasy and nauseous. "I hate you Derek Vaughn. And I never want to see you again!" Bitterness and anger shook my voice.

  I pushed through the door and ran down the hall toward my office, the path before me turning blurry through my tears. I vaguely registered Derek's voice in the background, "Julia, wait!" I needed to get away.

  I ran to my office and grabbed my bag and keys off the desk. I headed quickly toward the east exit, trying to hold my sobs at bay. I finally reached the door and yanked it open. I looked back one last time before leaving. No one was behind me. A small sob bubbled up through the hard lump in my throat as I slammed the door behind me.

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  The Billionaire's Son 4 : Secret Society Orgy

  Heading back to her billionaire boss' estate late one night to grab some files, Julia stumbles into a situation she could never imagine. Her boss is hosting a secret society party, which includes sexual debauchery as the main course. When Julia becomes the center attraction, only Derek can save her.

  The Billionaire's Son 4 : Secret Society Orgy is a ~7,000 word erotic romance which contains explicit depictions of sexual acts including bdsm, a hedonistic sexual ritual and a sexy billionaire playboy behaving badly . This story is intended for an adult audience only!

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  Claire Montgomery’s wealthy father has always given her everything she’d wanted – as long as she toed the line. When she refuses her father’s request for the first time, cancelling her engagement to the most successful bachelor at his firm, she discovers exactly how far he’ll go to punish her.

  Fleeing to San Francisco she experiences true independence for the first time, sharing a house with other women and finding work in a coffee shop owned by Jordan Hunter. Mysterious and powerful, Jordan's involvement in the BDSM scene both intrigues and frightens her and Claire desperately tries to resist her growing attraction to him.

  Breaking her engagement has cost Claire her family. If she follows her instincts and submits to Jordan will she be risking her new found freedom?

  EXCERPT:

  Claire smiled. “You know, I can’t imagine you…” she gestured to the pictures on the wall.

  “Cause I’m such a likeable guy?”

  Claire shrugged. “Well… yes.”

  Jordan sobered. He straightened to his full, considerable height and loomed over her. Claire was suddenly very, very unsure of herself. Jordan stripped the coffee cup from her hand and set it on the table.

  He stood inches away, looking down at her with eyes that were suddenly a flinty steel grey. He tipped her chin up with one finger and simply held her gaze. She tried to glance away but found she couldn’t.

  He spoke in a deep, solemn voice. “How about now?”

  She swallowed, hard, and nodded. “Now I can,” she admitted in a whisper.

  He smiled, a slow, easy grin and placed a kiss on the top of her head. “That’s a girl.”

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  Pricked

  What happens when Cupid grows bored of the unwitting humans so willing to submit to his sexual demands? He hunts for a more stimulating target to assuage his insatiable appetite. Garrett, an extremely virile and heterosexual male, who is immune to his advances, becomes his prey. Pricked is a wickedly sexy 3,500 word short erotic story that contains elements of the paranormal and graphic m/m sex.

  Excerpt:

  Garrett immediately pulled away, as unsure of himself as a schoolboy. Eros just flashed him a wicked grin and pulled off his own shirt. He slowly stepped out of his pants while Garrett, still panting, watched in fascination. Eros stood before him completely nude. He was magnificent. He was sculpted like a god - all ripped muscles and masculine angles. Garrett’s eyes were drawn unwittingly toward Eros’ enormous cock, standing erect. His heartbeat started pumping wildly in his chest. The sight was not revolting to him as he had once assumed it would be, but incredibly arousing.

  He fell to his knees in front of Eros and took the enormous dick into his hands. He stroked the tantalizing flesh with his fingers, savoring the moment. Licking his lips in anticipation, he slowly lowered his mouth. He felt Eros tense as he took the head into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the sensitive head several times, before taking more of the shaft into his mouth. He saw Eros watching as he slid the shaft in and out of his mouth, sucking harder and harder. He heard Eros moan and watched him roll his head back with desire.

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