His Dirty Secret - Slave To The Billionaire - Contemporary Erotic Romance by Evelyn Troy Page B
Authors: Evelyn Troy
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did as he bid her
do without question or objection, sinking as gracefully as possible
onto all fours with her sweat-soaked hair falling in a curtain
around her face.
Looking up at him, she begged with her
eyes for him to do something, anything, to alleviate the tremors
that ran through her body. She could honestly say that she had
never felt this turned on before in her life, but she was incapable
of taking care of the problem herself. She needed help now; and she
needed it from him.
Isobel chanced a look up at him,
unaware that her mascara had left black streaks under her eyes and
her hair was a disheveled mess. Looking down at her, Tyler didn’t
think he’d ever seen a more beautiful sight, and his cock lurched
impatiently, a bead of pre-cum stretching like elastic as it
dripped off the shiny mushroom-shaped head.
He took a step forwards and then sank
to his own knees, as his cock danced in front of her mesmerized
eyes. Isobel licked her lips greedily, praying that he would let
her suck him, and then maybe, hopefully, he would fuck her until
she came.
She watched as he wrapped his fist
around himself, his fingers and thumb not able to touch each other
because he was so big. Slowly he stroked himself, his hand coming
up to his tip and coating himself in his stickiness before sliding
back down his length; the veins standing out in stark contrast to
the darker colored head. He worked his hand up and down, becoming
wetter and harder with each stroke as he pumped himself, looking
down at her pleading eyes as she silently begged him to let her
suck him.
He nodded, and she couldn’t hold back
the smile that crossed her full lips as she tilted her head
forwards and opened her mouth to suck him into her warm moistness.
One dainty hand reached up to cup his balls while the other crept
around him to trace her nails over his firm buttocks as she pulled
him deeper into her. Tyler shivered as tingles pleasure ran up his
spine, and when she rolled her tongue around his girth he couldn’t
help the moan that escaped him.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her as
she knelt between his legs, her eyes never leaving his face as she
sucked him mercilessly. Tangling a hand in her hair, he moved his
hips and his cock touched the back of her throat, making her gag
and bringing fresh tears to her eyes. As her head bobbed up and
down on his length, he slowly pumped his hips, going deeper with
each thrust as the tempo picked up pace.
Without warning he pulled out of her
mouth, and Isobel moaned in protest. “Please, let me suck you,” she
gasped, her hands reaching for him again, but being smacked away by
his.
Tyler laughed at her greedy
desperation, but he didn’t give in to her pleas. “No, Isobel.” His
voice was gentle but firm. “Put your hands back on the
floor.”
Isobel hurried to do as instructed and
dropped back, grinding her pussy into the rug in an effort to
alleviate some of the pent-up pressure in her nether regions,
before leaning forwards and planting both hands firmly on the floor
in front of her. She pushed up with her knees and straightened her
back, leaving just her knees, feet and hands on the floor. Then she
waited, spread wide, trembling and aching, for whatever Tyler was
going to do next.
She didn’t have to wait long as she
felt the warmth of his hand once again rub over her still tender
ass cheeks. “I love the way I can mark you, but yet the marks fade
so quickly,” he murmured, almost to himself. Isobel yelped as he
brought his hand down onto her in a smack that made her skin flame
anew. A moan of longing escaped her as he spanked her one more
time, and then the moan changed to a sigh as he rubbed the sting
away.
She felt the heat coil deep within her
as he rubbed; her clit throbbed and her pussy ached, and Isobel
knew that there was nothing she could do except kneel there and let
him enjoy himself. And that was what turned her on so much; the
fact that he was
do without question or objection, sinking as gracefully as possible
onto all fours with her sweat-soaked hair falling in a curtain
around her face.
Looking up at him, she begged with her
eyes for him to do something, anything, to alleviate the tremors
that ran through her body. She could honestly say that she had
never felt this turned on before in her life, but she was incapable
of taking care of the problem herself. She needed help now; and she
needed it from him.
Isobel chanced a look up at him,
unaware that her mascara had left black streaks under her eyes and
her hair was a disheveled mess. Looking down at her, Tyler didn’t
think he’d ever seen a more beautiful sight, and his cock lurched
impatiently, a bead of pre-cum stretching like elastic as it
dripped off the shiny mushroom-shaped head.
He took a step forwards and then sank
to his own knees, as his cock danced in front of her mesmerized
eyes. Isobel licked her lips greedily, praying that he would let
her suck him, and then maybe, hopefully, he would fuck her until
she came.
She watched as he wrapped his fist
around himself, his fingers and thumb not able to touch each other
because he was so big. Slowly he stroked himself, his hand coming
up to his tip and coating himself in his stickiness before sliding
back down his length; the veins standing out in stark contrast to
the darker colored head. He worked his hand up and down, becoming
wetter and harder with each stroke as he pumped himself, looking
down at her pleading eyes as she silently begged him to let her
suck him.
He nodded, and she couldn’t hold back
the smile that crossed her full lips as she tilted her head
forwards and opened her mouth to suck him into her warm moistness.
One dainty hand reached up to cup his balls while the other crept
around him to trace her nails over his firm buttocks as she pulled
him deeper into her. Tyler shivered as tingles pleasure ran up his
spine, and when she rolled her tongue around his girth he couldn’t
help the moan that escaped him.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her as
she knelt between his legs, her eyes never leaving his face as she
sucked him mercilessly. Tangling a hand in her hair, he moved his
hips and his cock touched the back of her throat, making her gag
and bringing fresh tears to her eyes. As her head bobbed up and
down on his length, he slowly pumped his hips, going deeper with
each thrust as the tempo picked up pace.
Without warning he pulled out of her
mouth, and Isobel moaned in protest. “Please, let me suck you,” she
gasped, her hands reaching for him again, but being smacked away by
his.
Tyler laughed at her greedy
desperation, but he didn’t give in to her pleas. “No, Isobel.” His
voice was gentle but firm. “Put your hands back on the
floor.”
Isobel hurried to do as instructed and
dropped back, grinding her pussy into the rug in an effort to
alleviate some of the pent-up pressure in her nether regions,
before leaning forwards and planting both hands firmly on the floor
in front of her. She pushed up with her knees and straightened her
back, leaving just her knees, feet and hands on the floor. Then she
waited, spread wide, trembling and aching, for whatever Tyler was
going to do next.
She didn’t have to wait long as she
felt the warmth of his hand once again rub over her still tender
ass cheeks. “I love the way I can mark you, but yet the marks fade
so quickly,” he murmured, almost to himself. Isobel yelped as he
brought his hand down onto her in a smack that made her skin flame
anew. A moan of longing escaped her as he spanked her one more
time, and then the moan changed to a sigh as he rubbed the sting
away.
She felt the heat coil deep within her
as he rubbed; her clit throbbed and her pussy ached, and Isobel
knew that there was nothing she could do except kneel there and let
him enjoy himself. And that was what turned her on so much; the
fact that he was
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