The Billionaire’s Bet: A Final Game(6)

“Please, master,” I whispered.

“Please what?”

“Please, I need to feel you inside me, master.”

He chortled and put his hands in my sides, his fingers sinking into my skin. “All right then. Move up.”

I let him lift me up and lower me onto him. I could feel the tip of his cock breaching my entry. It pulsated against my sensitive skin, and I wanted him to dive in so badly. He just didn’t.

He carefully swiveled me back and forth over his tip, as if he wanted me to savor the feeling. It was almost torture, the way he refused to enter me.

Each time he went a little farther, his member pushing slightly more in. I moaned with each stroke as I could feel it so well. My body was aching for more. More of him. I needed to feel him inside me. I wanted to become one with him.

With strong hands he held me in the air, lowering me ever so slightly. I could feel his full length sliding inside, the mere feeling making me gasp. He pushed inside slowly, until he was fully in.

“Jesus, it feels good to fill you up,” he muttered against my shoulder.

I hummed in agreement, and he lifted me again, pulling his cock out slowly. He went back in and out again, repeating the movement over and over again, but remaining concentrated and steady.

With one hand he supported my butt, the other he used to pleasure me. He swiveled back and forth across my nub. I moaned and spread my legs to grant him more entry. He was voracious with his kisses on my back and my shoulder as he pumped in and out. His fingers meticulously working my sex.

Jesus, this is too much to take. He is so good!

“Master, I can’t …” I muttered.

He gripped my pussy tight. “Yes. You. Can,” he growled. “Hold it.”

I panted heavily, trying to stop myself from releasing. This rocking was deliciously agonizing. His finger rested atop of my clit.

“Now, come to the sound of my voice,” he whispered in my ear. “Come, Julie.”

I closed my eyes and listened, feeling his finger nudge my sensitive nub. Oh, yes, I was going to come.

“Oh, Dominic!”

The orgasm washed over me like a flood, waving through my body. I grasped his hair tight. I moaned loudly, shocks gushing through me. My legs shook and my toes twitched. I buckled, but Dominic kept me in place with his strong hands, steadying me against him.

“Hmmm … I told you you’d scream my name,” he said, and he began pumping into me again. Up and down, faster and faster. His hands went back up to my nipples, and he pinched them firmly. I squealed as he twisted them.

“Now, make me come,” he said.

My body was trembling, but I did what he asked anyway. I pushed myself up and let myself fall down on his lap. Again and again. He held me by my nipples, moving with me like this was his only connection to me. He groaned fiercely, while I rode him to a climax.

I could feel him explode inside me, his cum spouting deep. He bellowed, and his fingers loosened on my nipples. His hands slipped down my waist, holding me in place. My head tilted back and leaned on his shoulder.

We were both breathing heavily. I could feel his rapid heartbeat against my spine.

After a while he pushed me up, and his flaccid member slipped out. He let out a sigh and set me down on the bed. Then he got off.

“Come,” he said, and he held his hand out. “We’re a total mess. Let’s take a shower.”

I took his hand and he helped me off the bed. He brought me to the shower and closed the door behind him, while I opened the faucet. He stood behind me, his lips tracking my shoulder toward my neck.

“Hmm … I really missed you,” he said.

I shuddered, feeling his warm mouth on my skin. “I missed you more.”

He laughed. “I’m not playing that game.”

He got inside the tiny cubicle and closed the curtains. I gulped when he stepped under and let the water run down his toned muscles. His hot body was beautiful to look at, especially the way he flexed his muscles when brushing his hands through his honey blond hair.

“C’mon, what are you waiting for?” he said, and he winked. He opened his arms and beckoned me to come closer.

I stepped forward and felt the water splash down on my head. He pulled me into his embrace and squeezed me tight. My head leaned against his taut chest, hearing his heartbeat go faster. I loved listening. It made me feel so alive.

“I love you, Julie. I don’t want to lose you ever again.”

I looked up and met his sparkling blue eyes. “I know … even if I’m afraid, I still love you, and I can’t think about anything else than being with you. I can’t resist it any longer.”

He kissed me on my forehead. “Then don’t. Stay with me. I’ll never let anyone hurt you again. You’re the only thing that matters to me right now. I’ll keep you safe. I promise.”