We stay cuddled up like this, waiting for our drinks to arrive. A few minutes later, a knock on the door. A voice appears in the room, from a speaker I'm guessing. 'Drinks for Christian Black?' A woman's voice. 'I'll go get it.' Christian says, sliding off the seat. He unlocks the door and a lady wearing the pub's uniform appears into view. 'Christian Black?' she asks. 'Yes.' Christian replies. 'These are for you.' The woman says, passing Christian the two drinks from her tray. He turns and walks a couple steps to put the drinks on the table and turns back to the lady. He took some fries from her I think? 'Thank you.' Christian says. 'You're welcome. Enjoy.' The lady says with a smile glancing back at me for a moment before leaving. Christian shuts the door and locks it, before sliding into the seat. 'You got us fries?' I ask, excited. 'Yup. All for you, sweetheart.' He says, kissing my temple. These fries have extra cheese on them and they are so good. I embarrassingly, audibly moan and roll my eyes back into my head because the fries were too good. I keep doing that to every bite and I didn't even realise it. Until, when I wanted to tap his thigh to get him to eat some but instead accidentally tapped his you know what and it's HARD. 'Hey, why aren't you- Oh my god. Why are you hard????' He's literally protruding through his jeans. 'I don't know.' He shrugs, sitting up. 'Maybe it's because you look hot in this outfit.' 'Do I now...' I quickly gobble up the last bunch of fries in my hands, getting the message. I wipe my hand on a tissue nearby and stand up from my seat to sit on his lap. his hands immediately shoot to my leg, caressing it up and down. 'Is this what you want?' I ask him. He stares deep into my eyes, and a nod. I start to grind on his hips. We're both wearing jeans and I can still feel how hard he is. Finally tired of waiting, I get off his lap and kneeled in front of him. I'm so eager I don't even care if the floor is clean or not. I start to unbutton and unzip his jeans. I am met with a grey boxer with a literal elephant trunk in it. I look up at him, deep into his eyes, and pull his boxer down, revealing his rock hard dick. A satisfied grunt escapes his throat. I start to suck on the tip of his dick, teasing him. I wanna see how much I can tease him. I look up at him and see his head tipped back with his eyes rolled far back in his head. I suck a little deeper. Another grunt. A satisfied giggle escapes me as I swirl my tongue on the head of his dick. A grunt from Christian. 'Fuck Mia. Do it properly.' 'Why should I?' I tease. I wanna see his limit. 'Why should I do it properly Christian? I'm perfectly enjoying this-' Before I could even finish my sentence, Christian grabs the back of my hair and pushes my head down towards his dick. I feel his dick enter into my throat. I splutter and choke. I'm taking him whole. His whole freaking dick is in my throat.
After a minute or two of thrusting his dick in me continuously, he stops. He releases my head and lets me gasp for air. 'Did you...' I gasp for air. 'Did you come yet?' I ask, breathless. 'No.' He replies. Cold and distant. 'Christian... is something wrong?' I ask him. He doesn't look at me. He just stares down onto his black shirt as if in a daydream. 'Chris-' I start again, but was cut off by him. 'Everything's fine, Mia. It's just... Are you sure you should be doing this?' 'Of course, Christian. It isn't weird for me you know? I'm okay with it only if you're comfortable doing this.' Maybe he isn't too ready for this yet. I don't even know if this is what he wants. I just assumed it because he was hard. He didn't tell me he was okay with it. Oh god, is this even legal if he hadn't said so? I mean, it's not like we've never done this before.
'So.' I say, breaking the silence. 'Do you want me to keep going, or stop?' I ask, making sure. 'Keep going.' Christian says after a few seconds. 'But this time, you'll only stop when I tell you to. Understand?' I gape at him. Not expecting him to turn into such a dom only a few minutes in. But nonetheless, I said...
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The Billionaire
RomanceA 6'2", dark brown hair and blue-eyed billionaire that is a good fucker and dirty talker? Yeah. I got you. Christian Black. The CEO of a company called Black that was founded by his great-grandfather. One day on a quick coffee run before work, he bu...