The Billionaire's Bet 2, A Hot Call(4)

Oh, dear lord. So this is what he’d planned.

And then it stopped.

I panted and released my muscles. Everything was sensitive and my legs shook quite a bit. Would this be happening the entire day? I hope I won’t be surprised on the stairs, who knows what’ll happen. Then again, being tormented like this got me into the mood and I couldn’t wait until tonight.

When Dominic came home in the evening he scowled at me as soon as I said hi. I immediately followed with a ‘master’, but he still looked quite pissed. I didn’t know what was wrong, but I was afraid it was because of me. What if he found out about the cell phone?

He pecked me on the cheek. “Bad day at work.”

“Do you want to talk to me about it, master?” I said.

“No. I’d rather just forget about it.” He walked over to the cabinet and inspected his telephone with narrow eyes. Then he sighed and put the phone in his pocket.

“Are you sure? You don’t seem fine,” I said, my chest tightening when I saw him barge at me.

“Don’t question my answers, Julie,” he said with an insistent tone.

I swallowed. “Yes, master, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to …”

His warm hand brushed along my neck and cupped around my face. “I just want to enjoy a nice meal with you right now.” His hand slipped from my face down my shoulder and around my back. Goose bumps formed all over my body as he slipped his hand down my back and grabbed my butt tight. He kept his other hand in his pocket.

The buzzing began again. I gasped and squeezed my legs together, little moans escaping my mouth.

He chuckled. “I love feeling you writhe against me.”

The humming stopped again and I could breathe. He took his hand from his pocket and showed me the remote control. “I like being in control of your pleasure. I’ll take this with me for tonight.”

My eyes widened. “You want to do that at the restaurant?”

“Ah, ah, Julie, I don’t tolerate protests. You’ll keep the vibrator inside you and I’ll use this remote as I see fit. I grant you permission to enjoy.”

A sly smile appeared on his face as soon as he saw me gaping. “Now, let’s go.”

He took my arm and together we walked into the corridor of the building. I was already sweating heavily when he pressed the button of the elevator. I couldn’t imagine what tonight would look like, with me being pleasured under the table during a dinner where there were other guests who could see my every move. I had to keep quiet and that was the hardest thing to do.

As soon as the doors closed, Dominic surprised me. He pressed his body against me in a blazing attempt to corner me. I was jammed against the walls. His breathing was heavy and full of raging hormones. He looked down upon me like I was his captive.

“I will have you tonight. I don’t know if I can withhold myself from attacking you right now.”

Within a second his lips were on mine. He ravished my mouth, licking my tongue, forcing himself onto me. He pinned me against the wall, seizing my breasts with eager and harsh hands. He ripped open my button down shirt and slipped his hand inside to circle around my areolas and pinch my nipples. I moaned, but he silenced me with his mouth.

When the doors of the elevator opened again, we both looked up. There was a fifty-year-old lady dressed in a leopard print outfit combined with a pink bag gawking us.

“Excuse me for breaking up your party, but I gotta get up,” she said and stepped inside.

Dominic immediately pushed himself off me and straightened his jacket, while I fumbled to hook my buttons back into place. The lady eyed Dominic’s full-blown erection.

Dominic cleared his throat and took my hand to escort me outside. My cheeks were flushed with heat from embarrassment as well as arousal. He obviously didn’t care to be caught, but the way he just put his hands on my there was sexy as hell.

“Since we’re in public now, you may address me as Dominic or Dom. Whichever you prefer.”

“Okay, Dom,” I said. It was the same name the woman had used to address him in the text message.

Oh, why am I thinking about this now?

We walked out of the lobby and a white limo just came to a stop right in front of us. Dominic opened the door and held up his hand. “Hop in.”

I got in and waited for him to walk to the other side to sit next to me. When the door closed, Dominic snapped his fingers and the chauffeur started to drive. He closed the blinds between us as well.

Dominic’s hand dove into his pocket and he took out the remote control. I didn’t even see him press the button. The moment I felt the buzzing between my legs I clenched the seat. I giggled from the sudden delicious jolts shooting up into my sex.