At His Side: The Billionaire's Beck and Call, Part 9 (3 page)
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Authors: Delilah Fawkes
He
bent down, and I wailed as he nibbled my breasts, rubbing the egg harder
against me as his teeth found their way to my nipples, already painfully erect.
With
one swift movement, he pushed the egg between my legs, pressing it up inside of
me. I screamed as he latched onto one nipple, biting hard, his tongue thrashing
over the tip as the sweet pain made my body shake against my restraints. The
throbbing inside of me reached a crescendo, and then I was cumming, crying out
his name as a hot tear rolled down my cheek.
His
mouth gentled on me, kissing and sucking, and he moved to the other breast as
my body trembled, convulsing around the toys still humming inside of me. Then,
the vibrations stopped, and he was lowering his pants and boxers to the floor.
“Push
it out now, little slave.”
I
panted against my restraints, but did as I was told, squeezing my muscles until
the egg was released into my master’s hand.
“Good
girl.”
His
breath tickled my ear before his lips trailed down my neck, kissing and
licking.
I
mewled, wanting him, wanting more, but not sure how much more I could take. He
moved closer, his hard chest brushing against my breasts. I loved the way he
felt against me--so safe, so warm. So
right.
He
reached down, and I felt the tip of him pressing into me, urging me open. I
moaned as he sheathed himself inside of me, stretching me; filling me in a way
that made my toes curl inside of my heels. I was spread wide for him,
vulnerable and ready, and he pushed deeper, making me gasp.
“Is
this what you want, Mrs. Drake?” He grabbed my waist, pulling out in one
achingly slow motion, before slamming home once again. “Is this what you want
from me?”
“Yes,”
I moaned. “Yes, Sir!”
He
leaned in, capturing my mouth in a long, sensual kiss, his tongue mimicking the
movement of his hips as he thrust into me again, pulled out, then thrust back
even harder. I groaned at the feel of him, each long stroke of his cock inside
of me making my sensitive body rejoice. When he broke away, he bit my earlobe,
making me cry out.
“You’re
mine, Isabeau. All mine,” he said, grunting as he drove into me.
“Yes,”
I breathed. “God, yes, Mr. Drake.”
He
picked up his pace, and I could tell he was at the edge of his control--that he
wanted me just as badly as I wanted him, and this time couldn’t restrain
himself, couldn’t take his sweet time torturing me, drawing it out. The thought
made my heat sear through me, the intensity of his lovemaking, his lust, making
me burn for him. He reached down, and suddenly, the plug buzzed to life again,
making me scream, the pressure rubbing against the friction of his shaft inside
of me.
“And
I’m yours, Isa. All yours. For as long as I live...”
Tears
rolled down my cheeks again, but not just from the pleasure threatening to
overwhelm my every sense. I was his, and he was mine. Husband and wife. For the
rest of our lives...
He
drove into me, kissing my tears away as he fucked me ravenously, drawing out,
then driving home again and again, over and over. I strained against the ropes,
wanting to cry out, but unable to speak, as I exploded against the hard wood of
the cross.
He
groaned and kissed me, locking us together as he came along with me, our bodies
convulsing as one, intertwined, locked together in passion. In love.
When
we finally stilled, he held my face in his hands, the look in his eyes echoing
everything welling up inside my own heart. When he said, “I love you, Isabeau,”
I nodded. It wasn’t necessary. I was Mrs. Drake, his and only his, and I knew I
was loved.
And
in that moment, I knew I was home as well.
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The End
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About the Author
A former kindergarten teacher, turned raunchy smut
slinger, Delilah Fawkes delights in bringing you only the naughtiest of stories
for your reading pleasure.
From schoolgirls getting spanked, to people
literally getting tied up at the office, she loves bringing the hottest stories
straight to your kindle.
Enjoy, and keep a lookout for more sizzling
stories that will make you need some "alone time!"
For more Delilah Fawkes stories, visit
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Him: The Droid Who Loved Me, Part 1 (Sci Fi Erotic Romance)
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Him: The Droid Who Loved Me, Part 2 (Sci Fi Erotic Romance)
Needing Him: The Droid Who Loved Me, Part 3 (Sci Fi
Erotic Romance)
At His Service: The
Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 1 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
At His Mercy: The
Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 2 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
At His Command: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 3 (A
BDSM Erotic Romance)
At His Insistence: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 4
(A BDSM Erotic Romance)
At His Instruction: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part
5 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
At
His Word: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 6 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
At
His Desire: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 7 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
At
His Warning: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 8 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
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Chick
with a Dick: My Roommate’s Sexy Secret (Trans Erotica)
Disciplinary
Action (Slave to Authority)
Disciplinary
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Free Fuck (An Erotic Gangbang)
I Fucked the Swamp Creature! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked the Wolfman! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked the Mummy! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked Dracula! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked Frankenstein’s Monster! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked the Invisible Man! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked Cthulhu! (Monster Sex/Tentacle Sex)
I
Fucked a Zombie Horde! (Monster Sex/Gangbang Erotica)
The Little Virgin Mermaid (An Erotic Fairytale Parody)
Ms.
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Tricks for Treats (Holiday Whores)
The XXX-Files (An Erotic Sci Fi Parody)
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Just This Once, Daddy (Taboo Sex)
Seducing My Sexy Son (Taboo Sex)
BONUS
MATERIAL
Here’s a sneak peak at another sizzling hot tale of
alpha male domination,
My Best Friend’s
Brother 2:
I didn’t go over to Amber’s house that night just
because of Brian.
Or his gorgeous body.
Or his amazing tongue that made me cum again and
again…
Or the fact that I hadn’t stopped thinking about
him since that hot and heavy night we shared six months ago.
Okay, fine! You caught me.
I’m
such
a bad liar.
Amber was the last thing on my mind when I invited
myself over for a little “girls’ night” fun. I’d heard Brian was back from
college for winter break, just like me, so I admit, I had ulterior motives. I
just wanted to see him again, even if nothing happened between us.
It was so ridiculous. I never get caught up on
guys, ever. I get what I want, and then I move on. No hearts broken, no pining,
no nothing. If I’d been my own best friend and heard that I was trying to catch
a glimpse of a guy I’d slept with once, months ago, I would have called myself
a desperate nerd, and deserved it.
So what was wrong with me? Why couldn’t I stop
thinking about this guy?
Was it just his
swimmer’s body and what he could do with it? Or was it something more?
The last thought was the one that disturbed me the
most.
Amber was always interested in playing a drinking
game with me, so it didn’t take long for her to conk out in her room, breathing
margarita fumes onto her pillow. I’d long ago mastered “guess which Bachelor
contestant will go nuts this week” game, and had buried her in the pitcher of
drinks we’d mixed.
I can spot crazy a mile away with one eye closed.
It’s a gift.
Brian had walked by once on his way to his room
while we were laughing in the living room. His hair had grown out, giving him
an oh-so-sexy Bad Boy look, but it was the look in his eyes when he passed by
that made my whole body tingle. He looked hungry, like a predator as he gave me
a lopsided grin. I licked my lips, my breath catching in my throat.
Now, watching Amber start to drool onto her pink
sheets, I knew it was time to make my move.
I tiptoed down the hall in my tank top and
panties, stopping outside Brian’s door. I pressed my ear to the wood, wondering
if I’d catch him touching himself again. The thought made me smile. I’d love to
get another glimpse of that thick cock of his.
There was silence. I listened intently, hoping to
hear the sound of skin sliding over skin, but there was nothing.
Nothing, that is, until he spoke up.
“Are you going to stay out there all night,
Bailey?”
I could hear the grin in his voice, and felt my
cheeks burning.
Busted!
I, Bailey,
nympho extraordinaire, was caught eavesdropping like a schoolgirl with a crush.
What was wrong with me?
I opened the door, and smirked, trying to regain
some of my composure.
“How did you know I was there?”
I tried to sound casual, but my mouth went dry
when I saw him, sprawled out on his bed, as naked as the day he was born,
propped up on one elbow as if he didn’t have a care in the world.
God, he was gorgeous. I’d almost forgotten. My
pussy tingled in my panties, and I knew I was getting wet just looking over his
hard body. I wondered if he could tell; if he could smell my arousal from
across the room.
He cracked a grin. “Well, I didn’t know, so much
as hoped. I heard a footstep, and prayed it wasn’t my sister.”
I laughed. “That could have been awkward.”
“No kidding.”
He chuckled, then looked me up and down. His face
turned serious, almost dangerous.
“Will you give yourself to me tonight?”
My breathing got heavier at his words. Give myself
to him? Did he just want to fuck or did he want something else? Something more?
I peeled my tank top off, my nipples puckering.
His eyes went to my breasts, and I grinned to myself. I still had the upper
hand. I was hot, and I knew it. This guy wasn’t any different than the others.
I’d make
him
blush, dammit!
“I want you,” I said, running my hands over my
firm tits.
“I know,” he said. “And I want you to submit to
me. Tonight. If you want me to fuck you, Bailey, you’ve got to do it my way.”
I chewed my lip, frowning. Last time, I did it his
way, and it was the best night of my life. But what did he have in mind now?
“What do you want me to do?”
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At His Side