The Billionaire's Bet #2: A Hot Call (BDSM Erotic) Read online

  He walked to the front and opened the wooden guillotine. “Put your head in there.”

  I hesitated and looked at the thing. Would my head fit in there? What would happen after? Was he going to hurt me?

  “Don’t be so fearful. It’s not going to hurt you. It’s just something to hold you still.”

  I stretched my neck and the wooden thing came down. The metal locks on either side were pushed down and now I surely couldn’t escape.

  “Hmm, hmm.” Dominic licked his lips at the sight of me. “Whatever shall I do with you …?”

  He walked to my left and out of sight. I didn’t know where he was now. I couldn’t feel him and my head was unable to turn as he did.

  When his hand came down on my butt I squealed.

  “That’s for not doing what I said,” he muttered.

  His hand gently went over my burned skin. He rubbed it softly, up and down, up and down. Then another smack followed and I bit my lip from the sting.

  “I’m punishing you for talking to someone when I clearly told you not to. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, master,” I stammered.

  “Good. Now, since you’ve yet to learn how to behave, I think I’m going to make you pay threefold.”

  His fingers slid from my ass down to my pussy and rubbed the black thong between. I moaned when he kept stroking me, making me moist.

  “You can tell me all you want, but I know you like it when I do this.”

  “Yes, master …” I muttered.

  He muffled a laugh. “I’ll make you come at least three times.”

  My eyes shot open when he said that. I licked my lips as he ripped off my thong, pulling it apart on my legs. He grabbed my wrists and I clenched my hands into his. His finger dove into my slit.

  I moaned loudly. Dominic drove his finger inside time and time again. It was fast, hard and merciless, the way he thrust his finger into me. I could feel my skin burn with desire, my chest heaving with breaths.

  Oh, the delicious agony. His fingers and the way he pounded into me was so good. It was almost shameful the way I wanted it so badly. And then he pushed another finger inside.

  “Yes, Julie, come!” he yelled.

  I let out a guttural sound when he pushed into me. Delving with his fingers, I was sure he reached my G-spot, as I immediately felt the urge to cry and laugh at the same time, being overwhelmed with the massive feeling deep down in my belly.

  The explosion came and burst me into flames. I thrashed around on the bench, my legs jerking on the straps, my hands squeezing each other. His fingers were still deep inside me, feeling my orgasm.

  “God, I love feeling you come,” he said. His fingers slipped out of me and I felt empty all of the sudden.

  I could hear him walk away, but I didn’t know where he was. I heard some faint buzzing sound, something like a vibrator, but I couldn’t tell what it was.

  “Next one,” he said.

  Giving me no time to get some rest, he pushed something deep inside me. A loud moan escaped my mouth as I felt the thick, massive thing, whatever it was, twirl around in my pussy. It buzzed and circled, moving against my aching walls.

  “Oh, master, what is that?” I said.

  “A special dildo I keep for occasions such as these.”

  He slipped it in and out, teasing the tender, sensitive skin of my entrance. I still shook from my last orgasm and yet he continued to caress my skin with the toy. He let it slip along my wet labia and circled it over my throbbing clit.

  “Oh, my God,” I muttered.

  “Hmm hmm, I know,” Dominic said. He plunged the toy back inside me like it was his own cock he pushed inside. “I’m not going to stop until you come again … and then again … and hopefully one more.”

  He pulled it in and out, in and out, rubbing it up against my nub until I could hold it no longer.

  A squeal came from my mouth as I came again, this time even heavier than last time as he thrust the dildo inside and brushed it past all my sensitive spots.

  Dear lord, this is too much.

  I was trying to catch my breath, when he walked over to me and stood right in front of me, his pants practically breaking apart from the bulge. “You see this? You see how badly I want you?” He sank to his knees and looked me straight in the eye. He leaned forward and kissed me like rabidly on the mouth, forcing his tongue inside. Quick and fast. He left my lips with a lick and went away again.

  Damn, why can’t I see anything? I want to know what he’s doing.

  “You taste so damn nice, Julie. I wonder if you taste the same down there.”

  I opened my eyes wide.

  What, did he just actually say that? Is he going to do what I think he’s going to do?

  Before I knew it, his tongue was inside my pussy. I yelped from the warmth that pushed into my soft flesh. He licked my skin, pushed his tongue inside and stroked my knob with his finger. Alternating his tongue with his fingers, he worked my pussy like he knew all the places to go to make me come again.

  “Lovely,” he muttered into my flesh. I could feel the vibrations of his voice against my skin, it felt so wonderful. The way he licked and sucked on me was delicious and I craved more.

  When he stopped, I was ready to beg him for more. “Oh, please … don’t stop,” I said.

  His hand came down hard on my pussy and I jolted up and down against the bench.

  “I am your master, Julie. Remember it.”

  “Yes, master.”

  He gave me another slap on my butt and I squeezed my legs together from the sizzling pain it left.

  “Hmm … I can’t wait any longer,” he said. Then he was gone again. He was at the table, that much I could see, but I couldn’t see what he was doing. I heard a zipper open and he fumbled with something.

  He came back and spread my butt cheeks apart, making me flush, because I knew he stared right at my privates.

  “I’m going to claim you now,” was all he said before he plunged inside with his hard cock. I gasped and moaned as he pushed inside, feeling a strange sensation whenever he reached the end of his member. There was something there, something hard and spiky.

  “Oh, ouch,” I said. Each time I made a noise he pounded harder into me.

  “It’s a cock ring, Julie. This’ll give you an orgasm that’ll blow your mind.” He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me closer, pumping further into me. I squealed with each push, his rigid shaft teasing my G-spot together with the cock ring. I’d never experienced this before, but it was magnificent.

  “Come on Julie, do it. I’m not going to stop unless you do,” he commanded.

  Smack, smack! Two times he came down on my butt, making me yelp. The hot, sizzling pain aroused me. He thrust so violently, the whole bench shook. His fingers grasping me, delving into my skin.

  “I can’t … I can’t,” I muttered.

  “Yes. You. Can. Do it, now.”

  But I couldn’t. My nub was spent and my G-spot too sensitive. I couldn’t build it up, no matter how hard I tried.

  He jerked his cock out with a grunt and stomped over to me. “Alright then. Guess I’ll have to let you do the work.”

  Dominic stood right above my head, his cock twitching close to my face. He took off the cock ring, which had tiny silver knobs on the outside, and threw it aside. Then he stepped forward and nudged his member against my face.

  “Open your mouth.”

  I did what he asked and he pushed inside. I could taste my own sweetness dripping off him.

  “Lick it,” he commanded with a low voice.

  My tongue was already working on it, sucking him off from top to bottom. He was thick and twitching in my mouth each time I reached the tip. I circled it and went down on him again. If I could use my hands, it would’ve been so much better, but they were still chained up behind my back.

  I looked up and saw his eyes looming down upon me, hungry, lustful, like an animal.

  Dominic moved with the rhythm of my tongue, gently swaying back and forth into my mouth. His pace increased as my sucking did. He pushed himself further into me, helping me lick him. And I let him do it.

  “Oh, god, I love this. I’m fucking your mouth, Julie. Don’t you mind?” he said.

  I shook my head with his cock still inside. I was bound and trapped, being used for his pleasure, but it was the most erotic thing ever.

  He laughed and moaned at the same time when I teased his tip.

  “I can’t control myself if you do that,” he said. His thrusts became more frequent and fierce. He grabbed my hair and kept me in place as he pulled his cock in and out.

  “Oh, Jesus, I’m going to come,” he muttered.

  “Yes, master,” I muttered. I was so horny from what he’d done to me, I didn’t care for anything other than wanting him. Didn’t care that he was practically riding my face. I wanted to feel him come, to taste him.

  He moaned a couple of times, each louder and louder, and I felt his member swell inside my mouth. It pulsated and he let out a groan, arching his back forward, so his glory was pushed further into my mouth.

  I could feel the seed being shot out into my mouth. The warm, saltiness slipped down my throat as he thrust into me.

  “Oh, Julie!” he screamed.

  It was hot and all I wanted was to please him. I was becoming what he wanted and I liked it.

  I swallowed it all and when he took his half flaccid cock from my mouth he wiped my face with the back of his hand. Then he just stood there, bent over, panting. His eyes gauged mine for a reaction, but all I could do was take deep breaths, just like him.

  “That … that was … Jesus,” he muttered, and he laughed. “God damn, Julie. I never knew you’d be up to so much. I’d thought you’d ring the ‘red’ bell anytime,
but you just kept going like a lusty woman.”

  He unhooked the locks from the wooden guillotine and freed my head.

  “I just … I liked it,” I said, as he unclasped my legs. I lifted myself from the bench, but felt so woozy I lost my balance. Dominic caught me and helped me up. He sat me down on the bench and freed my hands.

  “You did?” he asked. He looked into my eyes and had this shimmer in his, like he was uncertain that I was speaking the truth. “I want you to be honest with me,” he said. His fingers brushed along my cheekbones and cupped my face. “I know I’m rough and assertive.”

  I snorted, hearing the word assertive. Understatement of the year.

  “What? It’s the truth. But anyway, even though I am, we’re still in this together and I want to treat you right. I want to make sure you’re okay with everything, because I don’t want you to be afraid of me ever again.”

  I nodded and smiled feeling his fingers caress my skin ever so gently. He brushed aside a strand of hair and I looked at the droplets of sweat running down his face. Gosh, our sex was amazing and so out of this world. I couldn’t imagine going back to vanilla again.

  “I’m more than fine, master.”

  He smiled the cutest smile, like his raging libido had suddenly disappeared, and pecked me on the nose. “You know, I think you can call me Dom now. I’d like it if you do. Dominic is fine too.”

  I gaped at him. “Really? You’re just throwing the whole ‘master’ thing overboard now?”

  “No, not really,” he said, chuckling. “I just want to keep it only for the playroom. In here. Our dirty little secret.” He winked at me. “I just like the way you call me by my name. Like the sound of it.”

  My lips curled up into a cheeky smile. “You like the way I say your name? Isn’t that cute. I never thought you’d be the guy who said such sweet things. Cheese ball.”

  We both laughed. Looking into his eyes, I couldn’t help but see this vulnerable man. He was so visible, so naked, yet so closed in by this shell, this image he was putting up. There were some parts of his life he wasn’t showing me yet, but I knew, I could see that there was more to him than just this sexiness he portrayed.

  He nuzzled me and placed both his hands just under my jaw line, cupping my face. He leaned forward and put his lips on mine. He was gentle, soft, this time, full of passion and desire, but not raw like before. This was sweet and tender. The kisses blazed their way into my heart.

  Chapter 6

  We’d only just dressed ourselves when the phone rang. Dominic ran off to get it in time and I came after him when I got my regular clothes back on. He paced up and down, his brows furrowed, a stern, concerned look on his face.

  “What? What do you want?” he said with a higher pitch.

  His pacing became more like stomping. “No, Goddammit, I will not. Don’t call me again!” he shouted, and then slammed the phone on the table.

  “What’s wrong?” I said, leaning into him. He snorted loudly, his nostrils flaring. I tried to hug him, but he pulled away.

  “Who was that, Dom?”

  “No one,” he said with clenched teeth. “Work-related.”

  I couldn’t help but think it was the woman who’d sent a message to him a couple of nights ago. Was he trying to get rid of her? Or was it someone else? My mind was spinning with questions I had no answer to and Dominic wouldn’t give them either.

  “I have to go,” he said, and he grabbed his coat and stormed out the door.

  It only took me a few seconds to decide to go after him. Screw the rules. I needed to know what he was doing and what was happening.

  I grabbed my coat and followed him, staying far enough so he wouldn’t spot me. I hid behind bushes, trees and houses whenever I couldn’t walk behind him. He walked down the street, muttering swearwords, kicking trash bags and pebbles along the way. Then he went through a gate and into a cemetery.

  What the hell is he doing there?

  I tiptoed after him and hid behind a tree when he stopped at a grave. He sank to his knees and brushed away the dirt from the gravestone. His back was buckled and then it started to jerk up and down. His hand went to his face and he wiped something away. I swallowed away the tears. My eyes couldn’t cope seeing him in pain.

  “Why did you have to leave me this mess, dad?” he screamed at the tablet.

  My eyes widened hearing that.

  “What am I supposed to do? I can’t deal with this.” Dominic’s voice was raspy and I could hear him sniff in between.

  I couldn’t bear seeing him like this anymore. I needed to do something about it. To be there for him when he was obviously in pain, for whatever reason.

  I moved forward and when I came close enough he grew silent in an instant. I stopped.

  “I know you’re there, Julie,” he said, after a while. “I’ve known since you left the house.”

  “Oh …” I slumped, defeated.

  We were both quiet for some time. I didn’t know if he’d be mad, but I knew I couldn’t just let this be.

  I bent over and put my arms around his shoulders. I kissed his tousled blonde hair and tried to wish the tears away. I felt him sob underneath.

  “I don’t like to see you in pain, Dom,” I whispered.

  He turned around in my arms and looked me straight in the eye. His blue eyes were clouded, his face red and contorted. He pushed his head into my chest and clenched his fingers around my coat. The cry that came out sounded more like a howl.

  I shushed him, forcing away my own tears, as he heavily weeped against me. I patted his back and tried to calm him.

  When he had enough air to breathe again, he raised his head. “I know how this must look. Strong, confident man with a controlling edge breaks apart in front of you, I must look pathetic.”

  “No, you’re not. Everyone has a weak side.”

  “Well, my weak side was thrown upon me like a brick wall.”

  “We could talk about it, if that’s what you want. I’m here.”

  He sniffed again and wiped off the wetness on his face. “That casino isn’t mine, you know. It was my father’s.”

  “I’m sorry for your loss. I didn’t know.”

  “I know. I hid it pretty well. He left it to me when he died. Along with some other nasty shit I can’t even speak about.”

  “Is it that bad?”

  “Oh, yes … worse than you can imagine. You really don’t want to know. When they say it’s a shady business, they’re speaking the truth.”

  I nodded, listening intently.

  “I’m afraid, Julie …” he whispered into my coat.

  “Of what?”

  “That you’ll leave me.”

  I frowned, confused and cupped his face so I could look at him. “Why? I thought this was only sex to you?”

  “No, it’s not, but I’m always afraid … I don’t want to lose you, so I shut you out. If we go further, you’ll end up hating me and wishing you’d never stayed.”

  “Don’t say those things! That’s not true. I’m not like that.”

  “My previous girlfriend was.”

  “Dom,” I said, hugging him tight. “What happened to you?”

  He sighed and took in a few sharp breaths. “I never asked for any of this. My father died and he left me with a huge mess and I’m left to clean up the shit. And then my girlfriend left me, after I’d asked her to marry me. She only wanted the pleasure, not the commitment. It took me months to get over it and when I was finally ready to move on, you show up.”

  I chuckled. “I show up? So now it’s my fault that you seduced me?”

  He muffled a laugh. “No, I don’t mean it like that. I mean, I couldn’t help myself and tried to keep you from stealing my heart.”

  He gazed up at me and I finally realized all along he was just fighting to fall in love. Fighting, because he was so hurt by his ex that he couldn’t bear the pain anymore. Fighting because he had a tremendous burden placed upon him when he wasn’t ready for any of it.

  I had the sudden urge to smother him with love.

  Dominic’s face was inches away from mine and I couldn’t resist. I brought my lips to his and kissed him gently. He cupped my face as I laced my arms around his head. We kissed with passion, the fire burning between us was inextinguishable.