The Billionaire's Bet 2, A Hot Call(16)

“Yes, master,” I stammered.

“Good. Now, since you’ve yet to learn how to behave, I think I’m going to make you pay threefold.”

His fingers slid from my ass down to my pussy and rubbed the black thong between. I moaned when he kept stroking me, making me moist.

“You can tell me all you want, but I know you like it when I do this.”

“Yes, master …” I muttered.

He muffled a laugh. “I’ll make you come at least three times.”

My eyes shot open when he said that. I licked my lips as he ripped off my thong, pulling it apart on my legs. He grabbed my wrists and I clenched my hands into his. His finger dove into my slit.

I moaned loudly. Dominic drove his finger inside time and time again. It was fast, hard and merciless, the way he thrust his finger into me. I could feel my skin burn with desire, my chest heaving with breaths.

Oh, the delicious agony. His fingers and the way he pounded into me was so good. It was almost shameful the way I wanted it so badly. And then he pushed another finger inside.

“Yes, Julie, come!” he yelled.

I let out a guttural sound when he pushed into me. Delving with his fingers, I was sure he reached my G-spot, as I immediately felt the urge to cry and laugh at the same time, being overwhelmed with the massive feeling deep down in my belly.

The explosion came and burst me into flames. I thrashed around on the bench, my legs jerking on the straps, my hands squeezing each other. His fingers were still deep inside me, feeling my orgasm.

“God, I love feeling you come,” he said. His fingers slipped out of me and I felt empty all of the sudden.

I could hear him walk away, but I didn’t know where he was. I heard some faint buzzing sound, something like a vibrator, but I couldn’t tell what it was.

“Next one,” he said.

Giving me no time to get some rest, he pushed something deep inside me. A loud moan escaped my mouth as I felt the thick, massive thing, whatever it was, twirl around in my pussy. It buzzed and circled, moving against my aching walls.

“Oh, master, what is that?” I said.

“A special dildo I keep for occasions such as these.”

He slipped it in and out, teasing the tender, sensitive skin of my entrance. I still shook from my last orgasm and yet he continued to caress my skin with the toy. He let it slip along my wet labia and circled it over my throbbing clit.

“Oh, my God,” I muttered.

“Hmm hmm, I know,” Dominic said. He plunged the toy back inside me like it was his own cock he pushed inside. “I’m not going to stop until you come again … and then again … and hopefully one more.”

He pulled it in and out, in and out, rubbing it up against my nub until I could hold it no longer.

A squeal came from my mouth as I came again, this time even heavier than last time as he thrust the dildo inside and brushed it past all my sensitive spots.

Dear lord, this is too much.

I was trying to catch my breath, when he walked over to me and stood right in front of me, his pants practically breaking apart from the bulge. “You see this? You see how badly I want you?” He sank to his knees and looked me straight in the eye. He leaned forward and kissed me like rabidly on the mouth, forcing his tongue inside. Quick and fast. He left my lips with a lick and went away again.

Damn, why can’t I see anything? I want to know what he’s doing.

“You taste so damn nice, Julie. I wonder if you taste the same down there.”

I opened my eyes wide.

What, did he just actually say that? Is he going to do what I think he’s going to do?

Before I knew it, his tongue was inside my pussy. I yelped from the warmth that pushed into my soft flesh. He licked my skin, pushed his tongue inside and stroked my knob with his finger. Alternating his tongue with his fingers, he worked my pussy like he knew all the places to go to make me come again.

“Lovely,” he muttered into my flesh. I could feel the vibrations of his voice against my skin, it felt so wonderful. The way he licked and sucked on me was delicious and I craved more.

When he stopped, I was ready to beg him for more. “Oh, please … don’t stop,” I said.

His hand came down hard on my pussy and I jolted up and down against the bench.

“I am your master, Julie. Remember it.”

“Yes, master.”

He gave me another slap on my butt and I squeezed my legs together from the sizzling pain it left.

“Hmm … I can’t wait any longer,” he said. Then he was gone again. He was at the table, that much I could see, but I couldn’t see what he was doing. I heard a zipper open and he fumbled with something.

He came back and spread my butt cheeks apart, making me flush, because I knew he stared right at my privates.