Billionaire Blaze, page 29
“Was he bothering you?” I asked, sounding as casual as I could while also keeping track of her body language, movements, and expressions.
At first she didn’t respond, seeming to consider the question.
“No, not really. He’s…eager. Passionate about what matters to him. I just…don’t feel as if I need it.” She shrugged as she finished speaking, and the movement made her jolt. I smirked. It was enough of an answer that I felt as if she had told me the truth and there was no interest, and suddenly, I was very much enjoying her obedience.
For a while, I focused on the drinks and keeping one arm around Kit. Sarai kept us all moving and talking to different people, as she had during dinner. I feared that this would see me subjected to talk to James, Janet or Charisma again, but more and more people came in from the dining room and they came over to us as well.
I soon found myself talking business and about all sorts of things with all sorts of people. Most kept the conversation light and on more personal subjects, even if they were all shallow ones that didn’t matter. Small talk. Uninteresting long-term, but good enough for now.
It was a reprieve, and it meant that I didn’t have to worry about paying for more drinks while also allowing Kit to simmer a little longer. Now and then I encouraged her to move back and forth, and she got up to go to the bathroom several times. I didn’t know for sure if she was still wearing them, but either way, she had, and for some time.
While I had patience, I didn’t want to wait any longer. I finished my third drink and put the glass back on the tray.
“All right. It was a long journey here and I want to have some energy for tomorrow. Time for bed.” I got up and Kit immediately followed.
There was a chorus of goodnights from various people, and Kit returned them with no other explanation. I smiled a very smug smile as we walked away from everyone, Kit’s hand in mine again.
I gave her hand a gentle squeeze as I led her back to the room. She was close to me and walking slowly, but I couldn’t tell if she was still…being sweetly tortured.
The whole evening would have been longer than I expected, but she had surprised me before. As I thought about how wet she must be and how much it must have distracted her, my cock hardened again.
It was time I stopped putting off the desire I felt. The elevator couldn’t climb to our floor fast enough, and I almost rushed her through the hallway and into our suite. She gasped a few times, and it only increased my arousal. She had been the perfect sub and kept them in the whole time.
“You seem…keen,” she said as I fumbled with the key to get the door open. She helped me hold the card to activate the unlocking mechanism and then made her way inside ahead of me.
As soon as the door was shut behind us, I took her hand and practically dragged her to the bedroom. She squeaked as I spun her around and into my arms. For a moment I paused, her eyes wide. I didn’t want to scare her, just be forceful.
“Are they still there?” I asked, wanting to be completely sure.
“Yes. And…they’re intense, but…tiring.”
I nodded. It wasn’t the first time I’d heard that they could tire that part of the body out a little. “You could have stopped.”
“I know. I didn’t want to. You said something about a reward...” A smirk passed across her face and I grew even harder, desire for her running through me.
Leaning in, I whispered in her ear. “You’d like that reward, would you? To feel me pleasuring you, letting all these different sensations run over your body.”
As I talked to her I used one arm to hold her close and I ran the other down her back. She gasped as I reached her ass and gave it a gentle smack. It was the first of several, but I ran my hand in soft circles each time, soothing the skin I’d just struck before I did it again.
With each jolt, I knew that the balls would be shifting inside her, getting her wet for me one last time before I removed them.
She looked a little confused by the time I’d smacked her five times and my hand was beginning to sting. I could see the question in her eyes. Why was I causing pain when she was expecting a reward? I had promised her one.
“Patience, sweets,” I whispered again. “I will give you that reward. Make you cum until all of you is spent. But I’m enjoying taking my time, making you feel a little bit more…anticipation first.”
As I finished speaking, she let out a delicate little moan. She was needy already, hungry for me, and I had kept us both waiting a very long time already.
Gently I eased her backward toward the bed, kissing her neck as I did. She let me guide her, submitting to me in yet another way. She smelled and tasted heavenly, her skin soft and supple beneath my lips and hands.
I roamed her body again, slowly removing her clothing as I did. She was heavenly and once again trusting me with her body. Although we had come away from home for a few days, I’d packed a few things to help, and I knew what she had as well, thanks to helping her earlier that day.
With an amused grin, I went over to her case and pulled out the silk scarf that Henry had bought for her. She didn’t know that I had been the one to suggest it. It was the perfect softness but strong enough that I could tie her hands and keep them out of the way above her head.
She didn’t resist as I did so, trusting me with taking control. As I went back to exploring her body with my hands and lips, working my way down her torso, I hardened even more. I didn’t have as much patience tonight. I’d been teasing us both all evening with the knowledge of my toy inside her and I was eager to relieve that frustration for both of us.
I ran kisses across her breasts, stopping to lick and suck on each nipple. She tasted heavenly and her little gasps as I barraged her mind with sensation only made me want her even more. Her body responded to my touch, quivering and brushing up against me as she bucked her hips.
Although I wanted to tease her some more and enjoy denying her, I didn’t want to push her too far. She’s already embraced something new for me, and now, I wanted to reward her.
CHAPTER SEVENTY
Kit
After being tense and then frustrated most of the day, it was heaven to be laid back, tied up, touched and explored, and then feel the sweet touch of a man who knew exactly what he was doing.
I wasn’t blindfolded this time, able to see him, but I still closed my eyes as his kisses trailed lower and lower. He settled himself between my legs, gripping my thighs and parting them until I was exposed before him.
I expected him to finally remove the Ben Wa balls from inside me, and I tensed slightly, but he didn’t. Instead his tongue continued to explore, finding my sensitive nub and teasing it. I moaned as he continued, flicking at it and building the sensations inside me.
It was all I could do not to wriggle and writhe beneath him, the intensity both amazing and everything I wanted and too much so I wanted to pull away. His arms kept me in place, trapped, barely even able to buck my hips.
As he grew more firm, driving me wild, he also inserted a finger into me and rubbed the balls around. The extra sensation soon tipped me over the edge, an orgasm tearing through me so intense that I groaned and gripped the pillow above my head, the pillow all I could reach while I was restrained like this.
I expected him to stop, to devour me, or take me as he wished, my mind high on the release he’d already given me, but he didn’t. Slowly he let me slide down again, but his tongue kept flicking out and keeping me from being able to cool entirely. At the same time, he kept moving his finger at a slower pace.
“I think you’ve been such a good girl for me today, sweets, that you should have another orgasm, don’t you?”
I couldn’t respond with words as he slowly stoked the fire again. It was even more intense than before, but he continued to play with me, teasing with each change of pace. He increased the speed and intensity, his fingers and mouth working together, but every time I drew close to oblivion he would slow again, sometimes even pausing briefly.
My body reacted to every change, hungry for more and the need for release growing in me until I was a mewling wreck tugging at the bonds on my wrists and struggling to get him to finish me. He didn’t stop, relentless in every way, keeping me on a knife edge.
When he stopped again, merely blowing across my swollen clit, I whimpered in frustration.
“Had enough, sweets?” he asked.
“Yes,” I managed to get out, eager for him to stop one way or another. To give me release or at least let me calm my body more slowly.
“Do you want me to finish it?” His voice was deep and soft, his body still in position to continue.
“Mm-hmm. Please...”
I heard him chuckle, each word I spoke seeming like a massive effort of concentration and will power. I was entirely at his mercy and I wasn’t sure he was going to have any for me.
Slowly, his finger began to move again, rubbing the balls against my G-spot and beginning the climb once more.
“Cum for me, sweets. I want you to give all of it to me.” As soon as he’d finished speaking, he returned to my clit, stroking it with his tongue and making me shudder.
After being frustrated for so long I was soon tipping into another orgasm, each wave tearing a moan from me and ripping through my whole body. I shuddered and writhed as he still didn’t stop. He overloaded my senses, only slowing as I began to come down.
Gently he withdrew from me, pulling his toy out along with his fingers, and then he was beside me, wrapping his arms around my torso and pulling me in close.
I shivered up against him—not cold, but still overwhelmed.
“You were perfect, sweets,” he whispered.
As my mind returned I was soon very aware of his erection, the hardness pressed against me. He had enjoyed every second of teasing and pleasing me, being in control and having his way.
Slowly, he rolled me over, bringing me around so my back was pressed up against him. A moment later, he lifted my top leg, giving himself a way to slide into me. After everything he had already done to me it felt heavenly to have him inside me.
He made love to me from behind, my arms still tied and my body close to his. I closed my eyes again, focusing on what I could feel, every inch he gave me and how deliberate and slow it was. Tonight I had been pushed by him, taken somewhere I would never have expected to go and beyond. And I wanted to give myself to him to enjoy completely.
With us so aroused by everything we had already done together, he didn’t have to take me for long. As his own climax grew closer, he sped up, grabbing one of my hips to drive closer and deeper.
Finally, he let out his own moans of relief and joined me in ecstasy. He thrust deep, pulling me onto him and holding me there until he was fully sated.
We stayed entwined for some time, cooling together and calming. My body thrummed, my insides feeling the aftershocks of being so used and teased and toyed with for some time. The sensation was entirely new and took me by surprise.
“Are you all right with everything we did today?” Lukas asked when I started to grow sleepy.
“Very much so. I was a little nervous at first, but…you made me feel safe.”
“Good. I’ll always hope to, sweets. You were amazing today. I’m glad we could do this.”
I murmured some sort of reply, feeling so cozy that I wanted to drift into sleep. Lukas chuckled and shifted before reaching up and undoing the scarf around my hands.
“Let me get you some water and clean up.” Lukas shifted from behind me, and immediately, I felt cold.
I shifted, trying to snuggle in and get warm again, but I was on top of the covers, and it was like none of my limbs worked properly. I heard Lukas chuckle again, and then he handed me a small bottle. I wasn’t sure where he got it from, but I happily drank most of it. He’d been right that I needed it, and I was grateful he’d cared about something so simple yet important.
He quickly tidied up a little and took the toy that had been inside me into the en suite. I heard a running tap for a few seconds, and then he returned.
As he came back to join me in bed, I held out the rest of the bottle to him. He finished it off and then chucked it toward the bin. It went in, making him grin.
“Today has been a good day,” he said as he got on the bed with me. He helped me pull the covers out from underneath and get under them before encouraging me to get close and comfortable again.
“Can every day be like this?” I asked, surprising even myself. The words and the request spilled out of me before I could truly consider them.
“A day off at a five-star resort?” He spoke softly in my ear as if he was genuinely trying to understand what I meant.
“No, not necessarily, although having someone else do the cooking, cleaning, and maintenance can be a relief. I don’t mean that.”
He wrapped his arm around me a little tighter and lifted himself up a little to look at me, waiting for me to continue explaining.
“It’s more…the connection between us. Being able to trust you, being there for each other. Talking so much in the car on the way here. Having fun and feeling like I can talk to other people, because no matter what, I know you’ll still like me at the end of it. That whoever is around us is already someone decent, or they wouldn’t be in your world.”
“Not everyone here is a good person,” Lukas said, seeming agitated.
“No, probably not. James struck me as…a little less than awesome. But I mean more that if you like them and are very welcoming of them, then I know that they’re safe. It was clear that you and James are not good friends.”
Lukas nodded like he understood me and settled back down again.
“You want the safety and fun this relationship brings to be in our every day. To feel deeply connected to someone who has your best interests at heart.”
“Yes. That. Especially the fun parts. You’ve shown me something I’d never have dared to do this evening.” I let out a sigh and snuggled into Lukas, hoping he would take my words the way they were intended. I was more than satisfied, more than content. I was happy and excited about our future in a way I hadn’t been before.
CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
Sunday came too quickly, and I was once again nervous. I’d spent the previous wonderful day with Lukas, Sarai, and Richard, just the four of us, as we relaxed, played tourist for the day, and didn’t talk much about work. It was wonderful to be able to do something different and feel as if we were entirely different people.
All that changed when confronted with today. I knew that Lukas was fairly excited about seeing the game, but it was a sport that I knew very little about. I was British, and this was American Football.
Richard was showing his enthusiasm a little more, and Lukas and I came down to breakfast in the morning to find him wearing gear to show he supported his team.
“Looks good on you,” Lukas said, pulling my chair out to sit in. I smiled, not sure what counted as good and what didn’t. I wasn’t used to any of this sort of thing.
No one in my family had been particularly into sports, neither watching nor playing, and I had grown up without very much of it in my life. It didn’t bother me that we were seeing a game, only that I had little experience or understanding of the sport.
On top of that concern, it wouldn’t just be the four of us from what I understood of the conversation. We had some kind of large box area, and others were invited to join us. From what I could determine from Sarai talking about whom she hoped to see and talk to, it also sounded like more people would come and go and might stop in to talk to us.
It was that part I worried most about. Knowing that all sorts of people were going to come in and want to talk to my companions and that not all of them were likely to be as friendly.
From the way Sarai talked about it, it appeared that this was the sort of thing she loved most. She loved people and didn’t seem to care what any of them actually thought about her or the way she looked. I envied her and the easy way she lived life.
I was wearing the fanciest of the four outfits Lukas had bought for me. At his request. I didn’t feel entirely comfortable in it, but I knew I at least looked better than I had previously. This dress was at least one of the brand names that all these rich people appeared to give weight to.
As we finished breakfast, our companions excused themselves to get what they needed for the day, and I was alone with Lukas again. He immediately reached over and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear before shifting closer to me.
“How are you feeling today?” he asked.
I considered the question carefully, noticing the light in his eyes. This wasn’t the sort of question he meant lightly or innocently. He was asking to get a proper assessment of what I felt like and to know what needed to be done to take care of me.
“I’m a little nervous, but less so than I was Friday morning. I’m not crying in a heap, at least.” I hoped it was the sort of answer he was after.
“Do you feel like crying?” he asked, studying me to try and figure it out one way or another.
I shook my head. “I am on edge, but not in a way that I think will show too much. Of course, if there are people who are horrible there, I might…struggle.”
“If anyone is mean to you or makes you feel less than the beautiful woman you are, let me know. I’ll have them removed from our box. And I mean it. That’s something I can do. I don’t care how offended anyone might get, either. You’re with me, and the only people welcome around me are people who don’t hurt you.”
The passion that Lukas spoke with made me believe that he was being entirely sincere. He would tell anyone to get lost to protect me from being hurt.
“That definitely helps.” I smiled up at him, not sure I could believe my luck at being with him. He was so kind sometimes.
“Good. Now…one more thing.” He smirked and pulled me in even closer, bringing his mouth to my ear. “I think we should have a little more fun with those new toys, don’t you?”
