Julian Hoff- a multimillionaire running a multimillion dollar business alongside his father.
Kindness and compassion were never in Juliens vocabulary.
Involved in the BDSM lifestyle, the sadistic, twisted master never kept a girl for more than the...
"Call. Often, please." My mom squeezed me. "We will come up for the week of your wedding. It was so good seeing you, Kennie."
"You too mom" I hugged her tight.
"And Julian, take care of our baby." My dad said, shaking his hand.
"Always."
Mom let me go and I hugged my dad. "Love you, sugar." He said.
"Love you. Drive safe. Let me know you made it home."
"Of course."
They grabbed their bags and headed out.
"So, now what?" Julian asked.
"Now, we wedding plan." I smiled.
"Or" I squealed as he picked me up. "We stay in bed all day and cuddle."
"Julian we have to plan the wedding at some point. It's almost spring." I wrapped my arms and legs around his front.
"We wedding plan in bed." He grabbed my binder from the living room before heading upstairs.
He dropped me on the bed before climbing in. I leaned against the headboard and opened the binder.
"Okay, so, we have to agree on a date."
"I'd marry you tomorrow if you'd let me. You pick."
"I was think May."
"Perfect for me." He said softly.
"Okay. How about May 20th. It's a Saturday." I said flipping to the calendar. "Cause Mother's Day is the weekend before so I don't wanna do it then."
"Good with me."
I circled the date, "What colors do you want your groomsmen in?"
"What color are you doing? Don't they have to match?"
"They have to go well with each other but I've not decided."
He looked at the colors I had as examples. "Do this one."
"The maroon" I asked.
"Yes."
"That looks good with the peachy color."
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"Pretty."
We sat for a couple hours discussing the finer details. Julian grabbed my binder and closed it before throwing it to the end of the bed.
"Sir-"
"Shhh" he grabbed me and pulled me down so I was laying next to him. "Cuddle."
"I thought you had work this afternoon." I said.
"I do. I have to play catch up on a few clients." He laid his head on my boobs. "Boobs."
"You've not gone to the office lately."
"I'm spending all next week in office unfortunately. I prefer working from home." He pushed my boobs together and put his face between them.
"You act like you've never seen my boobs before."
"I never get tired of them. It's like the first time everytime I see them." He said before pulling my shirt up and putting his head underneath it.
"Julian!" I laughed.
He groaned and bit down on my tit. "That's not my name."
"I forgot your name." I teased.
"Mmm, now we can't have that, can we?" He pulled his head out from my shirt and looking at me.
"No we can't."
"Let me make sure you remember. I'll brand it on you."
"Brand?" I asked worriedly.
"Temporarily. Lay flat." He sat up on his knees and pulled me down off the pillows.
He leaned down and kissed my stomach softly. He then began to suck and bite along my torso. The pain was pleasurable. My fingers got lost in his hair as I laid back and enjoyed the feeling.
"Mmm, there. Now you shouldn't forget."
I looked down to see SIR laid out in deep purple hickies across my stomach.
"Let me do you." I sat up.
"Oh baby. You can do me anytime." He smirked, but laid down.
"You have a dirty mind."
"I'm engaged to the hottest woman on the planet. Of course I do." He smiled as I kissed his stomach before sucking and biting.
He wrapped my hair around his hand, tugging it softly. Each time he did, I bit down just a little bit harder.
"So pretty, Sir." I admired my work.
PET was laid out in hickies across his torso.
"Am I?" He pulled me on him so I was straddling on top.
"The prettiest." I rolled my hips.
"Mmm, careful Pet. I might think you're asking for something."
"And if I am?"
"Who's to say I'll give it to you?"
"Can you say no, though?" I smirked and took off my shirt before rolling my hips more. Slowly running my clothed pussy over his very evident hard on.
"Let's see who breaks first. Keep doing that and if you cum, no sex. If you don't cum by the time I agree, I'll fuck you. Hard. Just like you like."
"I'll win."
"Then there's no need for you to be worried." He smirked.
I continued rolling my hips, pressing down on him harder.
I threw my head back and let out a ragged breath.
"Look at you, pet. You're already panting." Julian squeezed my ass and pushed up against me.
"I'm not even close." I lied.
His body just does things to me.. feeling him grow harder beneath me just... wow.
"You're not a good liar, baby." He matched my rhythm.
I pressed my hands into his chest, trying to get him to stop.
"Are you gonna cum? Is it that easy to make you release?" He hummed, rocking against me harder. His tip finding my clit, even through the layers of clothes.
I couldn't do anything but whimper. I grabbed his arms, digging my nails into him as I came.
"My pathetic, baby." He mused.
My shoulders sunk in defeat. No sex. I frowned and stopped rolling my hips, and started to get off him.
"What's the matter, pet?" He stopped me. "You look so sad."
"I wanted sex but I couldn't control myself." I mumbled.
He chuckled and flipped us so I was beneath him, "I could never deny such a pretty girl like you. Watching you grind on me until you came was such a turn on. You've got Sir all hard."
"Please, sir?"
"Anything for you, pretty." He hooked his fingers into my pants and pulled them down. "Look at the mess you made of yourself."
