Billionaire Bad Boys of Romance 1(129)

"How many women have you had in here?" she couldn't keep herself from asking. She knew it was none of her business, but at the same time he had said there were issues between him and previous relationships because of his sexual appetite and preferences. She assumed this would be the reason.

"Not many. Most of the women I date are very," he took a deep breath in and sighed loudly as if considering his words, "controlling. Even the illusion of giving up control for them is unthinkable." He rolled his eyes at the word unthinkable and Beth couldn't help but laugh. Yes, she could imagine. She'd done the research on the women he tended towards and had felt she had a pretty solid grasp on the type of people they were. Her grin faded as he pushed himself from the wall and stalked over to her. She gulped and took an instinctual step back.

"I see," she whispered as he finished closing the distance between them. His body, hard and enticing was mere inches from hers as he slipped a hand to the back of her head and fisted her hair and lowered his lips to hers. All thoughts of insecurity and indecision towards him and their arrangement washed away and she fell into his arms, slipping her arms around his neck and surrendering to his probing tongue. His tongue invaded her mouth, demanding her surrender.

His hand tightened into her hair and he gave it a tug, forcing her to lift her chin and expose her long ivory neck to him. "Do you want to play, Beth?" His voice was so deep, and sexy. It was like liquid satin to her ears and she moaned her response. Yessss...! As her pussy ignited into a raging inferno and her panties grew increasingly wet with her arousal the only thing she could think about was allowing him to do anything he wanted to her. She wanted to give herself to him. Nothing would please and excite her more than pleasing the handsome man whose mouth was now making its way down her neck.

"Teach me Gabe," she managed to gasp, gripping tight to his shoulders. She pressed her body tighter to his, and felt the ridge of his arousal through their layers of clothing.

Once he reached her collarbone, he pulled away and took a step back from her and her body immediately longed to be back in his embrace. She was tempted to close the distance once more, but restrained herself. Instead, she stood in the center of the room, in her shorts and t-shirt waiting for him to tell her what he wanted. She may have been green when it came to this type of play, but she was hardly naive.

He rubbed his chin, which was showing just a faint hint of shadow. He looked so damned sexy, his gaze so piercing as his eyes leisurely examined every inch of her that it made her weak in the knees and sent her heart racing.

"Are you sure?" His eyes locked onto hers.

Beth nodded. "Yes." His expression darkened, like he was expecting more. "Yes... Master?"

A soft growl-like noise came from him, and his eyes lit up with excitement and pleasure. "Smart girl. I like that."

A rush of pride raced through her. She could do this and she was going to love it. She fought the grin of delight that threatened to touch her lips. She doubted that would be welcome in this scenario.

"You know about safewords, I assume?"

She nodded, her stomach doing flip flops. She was nervous and excited and a hundred other emotions all at once. Her nervousness had more to do with not knowing what would happen exactly, and nothing to do with her trust in him. It was at that moment she realized just how much she did trust him.



Gabriel was so hard he thought he was going to explode. He didn't expect her to be so open and willing and certainly didn't expect to be doing this now. He could see a slight nervousness in her eyes, so he had to keep reminding himself to take things easy on her. When she called him Master, in her soft, sweet voice, it was like fucking music to his ears. Now he just had to figure out what he was going to do with her for the first session. First of many he hoped.

"Think of a safeword and tell me what it is after you've undressed for me."

She hesitated. "Anything, Master?"

There was that Master again. He clinched his jaw holding himself back. She was a fucking dream come true. "Anything."

She nodded and began to undress for him slowly, provoking him with her stunning blue eyes. She grabbed the hem of her tight t-shirt and pulled it up over her head. She wasn't wearing anything under the top. His eyes lowered to her nice perky breasts; her large pink nipples begged him to take them in his mouth. Again, he restrained himself.

Beth tugged at the tie on her shorts and let them drop to the floor, kicking them aside. Next came the white cotton panties. She subconsciously tried to cover herself with her hands, but Gabriel was having none of that.

"Cross your hands behind your back. I want to see you." His voice sounded firmer than he actually felt. He realized he was actually nervous with her, unsure if he could get through a session without fucking her prematurely.