Billionaire Bad Boys of Romance 1(188)

“I guess it started with texture…” She nudged his cock with her movements, eager for him but following his lead, as always. His boxers were pure silk and the feel of them against her skin was divine. “The fabrics… real silk, the rough edge of wool. I didn’t like it there, most of the time, but that part was good. I learned a lot. They went out of business the year after I graduated and went to college. American businesses can’t compete, as you probably well know. Most of that kind of stuff is shipped out of China now.”

“But it was the fabric that interested you?” he asked, making a small noise in his throat when her eager tongue flicked at him through his boxers.

“Yes.” She breathed in his scent, so very hungry for him. “I couldn’t keep my hands off it, and when I discovered fashion magazines, well…”

“You really are incredibly tactile,” he murmured, sliding his boxers down a little and letting his cock spring free. “A kinesthetic learner.”

“Yes,” she breathed, biting her lip and looking up at the tower of his cock.

“I want you to apologize.”

“I’m sorry—”

“No words.” Kaiser leaned over and grabbed his cane, unscrewing the tip and sliding the black leather crop into his hand. He slipped it behind her head, holding both ends and using it to pull her head closer to his crotch. “But definitely with your mouth, Heidi. Apologize with your mouth.”

She made a happy sound as she reached for him, her hand wrapping around his thickness. He used the crop to swat at her, the flat end reaching only down to her lower back, eliciting a squeal in surprise.

“No hands,” he admonished. “Put them behind your back.” She did so as he positioned the crop again behind her head, using a hand on each end to guide her mouth back to his cock. “Suck.”

She took the head first, licking like an ice cream cone, but the pressure of the crop on the back of her neck drove him deeper into her mouth and she opened wide to take him, letting him slowly fuck her throat. His eyes were half-closed, watching as he disappeared into her mouth again and again.

“Off your knees,” he directed. “I want you squatting down.”

She struggled to comply without letting his cock slip from between her lips and actually managed it. Her thighs trembled—it wasn’t an easy position, even when she wasn’t wearing heels—as she squatted and sucked on him, still just as greedy.

“Pull your bra down.”

Her blouse was already undone and she moved her hands from behind her back to pull the black lace of her bra underneath her breasts, letting them spill out against his thighs. Then her hands went obediently behind her back again, although her pussy was begging to be touched.

“Don’t let your ass touch the floor,” he warned as she struggled to keep her balance, taking him back into her mouth. Again he used the crop to guide her, setting a slow pace. He seemed to be enjoying the sight of her more than the blowjob itself—the way her thighs shook, the sway of her breasts and the cherry red swelling of her mouth taking his cock.

“Uuuunnnh…” The sound came from low in his chest and he let her eager mouth take him faster, deeper, truly fucking her throat now. Saliva slid unnoticed down her chin and her breasts as the speed picked up, faster still. Heidi made hungry noises, greedy for his cum.#p#分页标题#e#

“Stop!”

She groaned softly, slowly letting his wet cock slide out of her mouth with a breathless sigh of regret.

“Good girl,” he murmured, sliding back in his chair, the wheels squeaking noisily—she had a feeling, from Kaiser’s frown at the sound, she’d be down there oiling them at some point in the next week. “Don’t move.”

Kaiser stood and Heidi struggled to keep her balance now that he wasn’t there to lean on, her thighs aching beyond her endurance, her shoulders throbbing from keeping her hands clasped tightly behind her back. He stepped out of his trousers, folding them neatly and setting them on his desk. Then he pushed the button underneath, locking the door, and walked over to the glass table by the window, the curtains still drawn, leaning against it and looking at her.

“Stand and take off everything but your stockings.”

Heidi stood, sliding her blouse off and putting it on the desk beside his pants. Her skirt zipped seamlessly up the side and she wiggled that down her hips, letting it fall to the floor. She reached for it, but Kaiser said, “Leave it,” so she stepped out of her heels and stood there in the puddle of her skirt, hands behind her back again, and waited for his next direction.

“There’s a bottle in my left-hand drawer,” he said. “Get it.”