The Billionaire’s Bet: A Final Game(10)

“Dom,” I muttered, but I could barely speak from all the food in my mouth.

Why is he tormenting me so?

Suddenly he spun me around, the collar turning around my neck, and he pressed his lips on top of mine. The chocolate was good. His taste was even better. Mix the two and it was an explosion of hotness.

He licked up what was left on my lips and started sucking the chocolate and cream off my face. The chain was now on the front of my neck and he used it to keep me close. He was voracious and it felt like he tried to eat me up. It made me giggle. I bit my lip, realizing he was playing a game with me. A game of seduction.

When he was done, I only wanted more. I looked at him and he narrowed his eyes. I knew he’d seen the bashful look in mine.

I snatched the whipped cream away from his hand and spouted some onto my finger. A coy smile came onto his face. I held my finger up in the air for him to see, tempting him to do something about the mess I’d made.

He chuckled and gently took my finger and brought it to his lips. He opened his mouth and sucked on my finger, reminding me of what he could do with those lips somewhere else. Somewhere way more sensitive.

I shivered when he let me go again.

“There’s one thing I love more than whipped cream,” he said.

“What’s that?”

Dominic snagged the can from my hands. “Whipped cream on you.”

He ripped my shirt down and my boobs came spilling out. He squirted the can onto my nipples and all over my breasts. I squealed from the sudden invasion and coldness. He threw the can away and set his carnal eyes on me.

He lunged forward, grasped my breasts and started licking them furiously. He sucked and licked my nipples until they were hard and kissed every part of me that was slathered. I moaned and leaned against the counter, feeling his tongue flick back and forth. He licked everything off me until I was clean.

He groaned when he was done, and after he came back up, I could see the protruding bulge in his pants. He cocked his head and bit his lip.

“Better get you cleaned up,” he said.

He picked me up, and I squealed. He hauled me upstairs, into the bathroom, and started peeling off my clothes one by one.

“But we weren’t done eating yet!” I yelped in between being stripped naked.

“Don’t care. It won’t go anywhere. On the other hand, you will,” he growled.

He pushed me into the cubicle and turned on the faucet. Then he secured the chain to a rail inside the cubicle. He was getting dominant again, his voice all low and gruff. I liked it.

Dominic took off all his clothes in a hurry. He came into the cubicle and closed it behind him, standing right in front of me. It was small in here, and his legs and arms touched mine. They were warm and damp, and I wanted to attack him right then and there. As I leaned forward, he held his finger against my lips.

“No, Julie.”

“I just want to kiss you.”

He raised his eyebrows. “I’m your master, you’ll do as I say.”

He picked up a bottle of shower gel, which he squirted all over his hands. He started washing me from top to bottom, rinsing it off as he went along. He turned me around and lingered on my butt a little, leaving a slap along the way. He spun me around a few times, coating my entire body in soap. My face went under water a couple of times as well, until I was squeaky clean.

I looked down to avoid the water splashing in my eyes and noticed his cock was rigid. It was almost beckoning me to do something with it.

“Master …” I said with my softest voice. “Let me pleasure you.”

He stopped and his hands dropped to his side. “You know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that to me?” He pulled the chain and made me look at him. “To have you offer yourself to me like this?”

I blushed from his words.

“It’s the ultimate form of domination. That you’re willing to give me anything, just to please me.” His fingers slid across my face and he lingered on my lips, pulling them down as he went as if he was savoring them.

“I love you, Julie,” he said, and he leaned over and gave me a kiss. It wasn’t soft this time. He kissed me with a hunger I hadn’t felt before. He grasped me tight, his eyes raging. When he took his lips off me again, he looked at me for a second.

“I’ll let you pleasure me, and you know what? I’m in the mood to do the same to you.” He reached for the shower head behind me and pulled it off the wall. He placed it between my feet and untied the chain from the rail. He put his hands on my shoulders and nudged me down. I knew what he wanted me to do.

First I went slow, teasing him with my lips and fingers. He hissed and bit his lip each time I went a little farther. My mouth circled over his tip and the taste of him got me all riled up.