The Billionaire's Bet #4: A Final Game (Erotic Romance with alpha male) (2 page)

“Yes, and that was for your own good. She’s been keeping an eye out at the casino, in case they come here looking for answers as to why the money was fake.”

“What do you mean, for my own good? I didn’t ask to be lied to.”

“No, but I
did it because I wanted to avoid you being unhappy, but I obviously failed. I never wanted this. Look at you. You’re frightened to death. I’ve been watching you from the sidelines and all I see is your fear. It tears me apart.”

I frowned and looked at the floor. He was really upfront.

Dominic sighed and bit his lip. “Sorry, that was too harsh.”

“No, it’s the truth,” I said. “Just having a hard time facing it.”

“It’s killing me to see you like this, so hurt and vulnerable.” He pulled me close to his chest. “I’d hoped being apart from me would do you good, then I’d be able to let you go so you could do what you want, but you only seem sadder.”

I nodded a bit, taking in the intoxicating smell of his aftershave.
My hands were around his neck, and my fingers twirled around his soft blond hair.

“I can’t bear to see you like this, Julie.” He lifted my chin and looked at me with glazed eyes. “To see the woman I love be in so much
pain is killing me. I can’t stand to stay away from you. All I want is to make you happy again, I don’t care what I have to do, but staying away from you obviously isn’t going to make that happen either.”

He was right. I was miserable just from leaving him, not to mention what happened. There was so much going on right now
, and I had no one to share it with. No one to cry out with, to make me feel safe, to make me feel loved.

Without realizing it
, my face had already inched closer to his.

“Don’t,” he said, his voice suddenly hoarse, as if it was already painful just to speak the words. “I can’t handle the temptation, Julie. I’m not going to force myself on you. I want this to be your own choice
, and since you’ve decided to move out for the time being, I’ll respect that. I just needed to get this off my chest. Dancing with you was the opportunity I needed to do that.”

His heart
beat at an incredible rate. I could feel the heat radiating through his suit. The Adam’s apple in his neck slowly moved up and down as he had difficulty swallowing. My presence made him just as nervous as I was. It felt like we were new lovers discovering each other again. At that moment I decided I wasn’t going to feel any safer being away from him, and that I’d rather feel loved than abandoned.

I raised my head and pressed my lips on top of his. He seemed caught in surprise as I left my peck. He looked confused for a moment. His mouth opened
, and he glanced at my lips. That was all the time he needed to make his choice.

Domi
nic smothered me with his lips, devouring my mouth. He stopped dancing and closed his eyes, kissing me with fire. His hands clenched my back, his fingers digging into my skin. We were standing still in the middle of the dance floor, but it didn’t matter. I could feel how we wanted to be with each other so badly, just through this kiss. I never wanted it to end, and so I had made my decision: I wasn’t going to leave his side tonight.

Dominic dragged me off the floor, kissing me as we walked into the elevator. He couldn’t keep his hands off me, groping my butt,
and pulling up my white dress. He groaned inside my mouth when I entangled my fingers through his hair. I needed more. So much more. It was like I couldn’t get close enough. Oh, how I’d missed this.

He barely managed to push the button and never took his eyes off mine. Our lips were stuck together in an endless game of passion.

When the elevator arrived at my floor, Dominic’s strong hands guided me through the hallway. Sometimes we’d linger halfway down the hall, while he pushed me against the wall, smothering me with kisses all over my face and neck.

Fumbling with my key, I could only just open the door, before we stumbled inside. I laughed and kissed him at the same time. I’d never wanted him more in my life.

Animal like groans escaped his mouth as he gorged himself on my lips. He slammed the door behind us and pushed me farther inside, groping my butt. I could feel his cock tenting against his pants, pricking into my legs. I shivered, knowing he would be inside me again soon.

“God, Julie, I can’t keep my hands off you,” he muttered.

“Me neither, master,” I said in between kisses.

Dominic smiled. “I’ve missed you calling me that.”

Then he zipped down my dress. In one go he ripped it down to the floor.

“You look amazing as ever,” he said, biting his lip. His hands were on me like he hadn’t touched me in years, fondling with every part of my body he could reach. His
index fingers hooked underneath my bra and pulled it down, letting my breasts spill out. He cupped them, massaging them between his hands, then circled around my areolas, making me moan.

He leaned forward and left kisses on my nipples, gently nipping and sucking them. My hands went to his hair, I couldn’t help
grasp for him.

“Oh …” I whispered as his tongue flicked back and forth over my stiffened nipples.

Suddenly he picked me up from the floor. I squealed from the surprise, and he put me down on the bed. He took off my shoes one by one and nudged my legs apart. He dove between them and nuzzled my sex. His warm breath was titillating and sent shocks through my body.

He left tiny pecks on my vulva, trailing up toward the rim of my panties. With his teeth he ripped down the cotton.

“Hmm …” he said. “I can’t resist you at all. Your taste, your smell.”

His head sank between my legs
, and he kissed my exposed labia. He licked and gently sucked on me like he enjoyed the taste. His hands rested on my knees, and I could feel him squeeze, his fingers digging into my skin as his licks became more fervent. I moaned, and it only seemed to make him more rabid.

Then he pushed himself up
, and I could clearly see the bulge in his pants. He undid his tie, but let it hang from his neck, while he zipped open his pants and let them drop to the floor. Then he removed his boxers, letting his cock tip over the cotton rim. That bobbing made me want to lick him so badly.

“You want me, Julie. I can see it in your eyes. That same hunger that’
s inside me. That carnal need. I’ll make you scream my name.”

He
moved to the side of the bed and crawled on like he was stalking me from behind. His chest was against me, his member pricking my back.

Dear god, this is hot.

“Don’t move,” he said with a low voice that made me quiver. I could hear the sound of his tie slipping off his shoulder. He grabbed my wrists with a fierce grip.

“Put your arms up in the air,” he commanded.

I did what he asked and raised my arms. He bound them together with his tie, making it impossible for me to move. When he was done, his fingers slowly drifted away, slipping down my arms toward my breasts. I moaned when he cupped them and then let them go right after.

“I know you want that …” he whispered close to my ear.
“You want me to touch every part of your body.”

I closed my eyes from the feeling of him near me.
His hands went down to my butt and he gripped me tight. “Move up.”

I pushed myself up and felt his knees and then his thighs. He wante
d me to sit down on top of him.

“Put your legs back, behind me,” he demanded.

“But how?” I said.

His hand reached f
orward, and he slapped my nipple. The sudden pain made me jolt up and down. I wasn’t used to this anymore, so my senses were alerted right away, but I couldn’t believe how much I had missed this either.

“Sorry. I mean, how, master?” I said.

He chuckled. “Good. You learn quickly. Now, just move your legs back. I’ll guide you.”

He put his hand on my sides and lifted me up, so I could put my legs under my thighs. Then his hands were on my ankles
, and he pulled them back, drawing me closer to him. I could feel his cock bouncing up and down against my butt.

I wanted to go up and down to let him enter, but with his strong hands he kept me down.

“No,” he said. “I’ll decide.”

His hands slithered over my body, back and forth, left and right, as if he
felt his way across my skin. I could hear him sniff my hair as his fingers played with me. It was almost as if he was rediscovering me.

“Lower your arms, so they’re around my neck. Don’t want you to fall over,
” he whispered close to my ear.

His warm breath created goose bumps all over my body. I let my hands fall down behind his neck until I felt the tips of his hair tickling my fingers. Dominic’s hands steadied me as he kissed my shoulder and neck. I closed my eyes and enjoyed
the utter powerlessness.

His fingers trailed across my skin, down toward my sex. I was already getting damp, thinking about his hands on me. My legs were spread and I wanted him there so badly. When he reached my
labia, a loud moan escaped my mouth.

I could hear him muffle a laugh as he slowly caressed my aching nub. “I love it when you make some noise. I know you like what I do,” he said.
“You’ve been yearning for it.”

His fingers started fondling with my sensitive clit. It
ached with desire, wanting more from him. I moved along with the rhythm of his fingers as he slipped up and down my sex. He dipped farther down and slathered me in my own wetness.

“Gosh, you’re a
lready this wet for me, Julie?”

“Yes, master. I want you,” I stammered.

He chuckled. “We’ll get to that … eventually.”

His fingers were agile. The way he flicked back and forth over my knob, sending shocks through men. He left pecks all over my neck, my jaw line and my cheek, sometimes nibbling my earlobe in between. Oh, this rough, carnal-like sex was all I needed right now. Dominic was who I always needed.

Suddenly he stopped. His hand came down swiftly on my thigh.

I shrieked from the slap. I looked down and saw my skin was already getting a bit red.

“You know the safe word, right? Say it. I need to know if you remembered it,” he demanded.

“It’
s red, master.”

“Good.”

He slapped me again on my other leg, and I almost jolted up from the sudden ache. It felt stingy on my skin.

His hand drifted back toward my sex, and I
readied myself for more pleasure again. Then he plunged a finger into me and circled it around inside me.

Dear, god, yes!

He pushed in and out, creating a feeling of utter need. It felt delicious, and I bit my lip in desire. My core was on fire.

His free hand drifted toward my breast and started working on my nipple. He circled my areola and pinched my nipple. I moaned whe
n he tugged it. Him playing with me was too much to bear.

“I’m going to come, master,”
I said.

Smack, smack!

“Ouch!” I yelped.

He’d slapped both my boobs. The painful pang sizzled on my skin.

“No,” he said. “I didn’t give you permission.”

His fingers released my sex. I
panted from his touch. I didn’t want him to leave, but I knew this was punishment for almost coming. Shit, I needed him to feel me again. I’d do anything for it.

“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 c
ock 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 rem
aining 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.”