Bought By The Billionaire

Chapter 10: Bought By The Billionaire - Chapter Ten

My Master’s erection is huge, and at almost any other time, I would struggle to accommodate him, but in my state of screaming arousal, he sheathes himself, full-length, straight into my dripping passage, pounding into me.

I scream again, and an orgasm wells up once more, my pussy walls grasping and gripping as they throb around him.

His hand leaves my back and I feel him grasping me by the waist, forcing me back and forth against his rhythm, heightening the drive of his shaft, intensifying his already deep thrusting as he rams into me, plunging into my depths.

Through my own cries, I hear him moan and gasp, feel the pulsing of his cock spurting into me. For moments, he holds shuddering against me, then relaxes down onto me with a gasp.

For half a minute, he simply lies on top of me spent, before taking a couple of deep breaths. I feel him kiss the back of my neck. “That was good, Elizabeth. Thank you.” He pulls away, moving to unshackle me.

He throws me a white terry cloth robe and puts one on himself. “Ready to eat?” he asks.

I suddenly realise I am starving. “Oh, yes, I am.”

“We’ll have something sent up. Order what you want. I’ll have a steak, rare.”

I order the same for myself, slightly self-conscious to be asking for service from people I was working with only the day before.

“What happened downstairs in the lobby, Elizabeth? You looked upset as you came in.”

“I’d forgotten to give them my letter of resignation,” I said sheepishly. “They wanted to know why the maid was taking the private lift to the penthouse.”

He looks me in the eyes. “You didn’t forget. It was here. I’m sure you assumed that I would pass it along. In fact, I had realised that it is not appropriate.”

I shake

as much my employee as today. I own this hotel, remember? You

sorry if I caused you embarrassment. I should have thought to let them know

is apologising to

his eyebrows at me and

he continues, “a break, I think, for

A break? And then?

is a knock at

perfect timing.” Then

“I’ll make sure that things are settled with your previous manager. For now, I don’t see the need for you to meet any of the

waits a moment, then opens the door, bringing in a trolley bearing our meals, plus

front of the fire, eating strawberries dipped in champagne and cream, revelling in the sheer luxury of it all. I noticed that my Master, who is sitting on the couch, has only drunk a little of the champagne, and

then the cream, I pass it, still dripping,

I take my time, locking my eyes with his as I lick and suck

I caress each strawberry with my tongue, licking it clean of the dripping cream before gently biting

over me, lying

rise to kneel before him,

hour ago, this man came explosively inside me, and yet now,

had a shower yet,

flavour of him. Then I start to lick slowly at the head of his shaft, tracing its contours with my tongue, exploring and probing

long slow strokes up his massive, throbbing member. His breathing turns ragged and he starts to flow, as do I. My slit is wet again, and juices trickle inside my thighs to my

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