Billionaire Boss 18+ Enemies to Lovers, Fake Relationship Age Gap Romance

5 - Brat

5 - Brat

Summer

"OhmyfuckingGod—" I said, letting out a loud moan at the end when his tongue licked at my swollen clit.

This man was good. So fucking good. I was so close to asking his name and his number because no one had ever made me so horny before. Or eaten me out like he was starving and my pussy was his own personal buffet.

"You taste so fucking good, kitten," he groaned against my sex, his warm breath and the reverberations making me clench.

"Suck my clit," I said, my voice breathy.

His stormy gray eyes flashed at me, and I let out a whimper when his palm smacked against my pussy before rubbing it. "You are not in a position to give me orders, kitten." I nodded, but he spanked my pussy again, this time harder, making me groan and pull away. But his hold was firm, and the soft burn of the spank made me wetter. "Don't make me teach you manners again. Be a good slut now."

Fuck. Me.

I took a deep breath and met his eyes. "Spank me more, Sir." I rushed to add, "Please."

"Good girl." He leaned down and kissed my clit, making me blush. I wish we could remove the mask. Fuck the NDA. I wanted to know who the person was behind the mask. There was something familiar about him, his personality. Like we have met before.

I was pulled back to earth when my sex burned with the spank from his hand. I whimpered when he soothed it by rubbing his fingers over me, sliding my wetness around my clit and watching me with his piercing gaze.

"I love the sounds you make when I spank your pretty cunt, kitten," he whispered, his dirty talk edging me further.

"Please," I urged, my voice breaking when he spanked me again, lighter than before.

"Tell me, who's in charge of this orgasm, kitten?" he growled, leaning over and wrapping his hand around my throat when I was too embarrassed to meet his eyes. "Look at me and tell me."

"Y-you," I said, biting my lip when he slowly rubbed my clit.

"That's right. Not you. It's me," he said, smacking my pussy again, making me groan. "I control this little pussy now. I tell you when and how to cum... or not."

"Please, let me cum," I begged, arching my hips in his hand that kept spanking me and rubbing my clit. Balancing pain with pleasure and keeping me on the edge.

He tsked and leaned back, spreading my thighs and asked, "Do you think you deserve to cum? Showing so little respect and being such a greedy little kitten, hm?"

"I do." I raised my chin.

His brow arched, and I had to bite my lip when he slowly slid a finger inside me. I clenched on it, wishing it was something else.

"Beg more," he said, adding a second finger, making me moan.

"Please, please, please let me cum," I begged, moving my hips and groaning when he fucked me with his fingers. I had to hold on to the sheets when his lips sucked on my clit while curling his fingers in a come-hither motion inside me.

I was just on the edge of my orgasm and squeezed my eyes shut when I felt myself clench.

Just when I could reach the delicious climax, the asshole pulled away. I glared at him when he licked his lips, but my glare turned into wide eyes when I saw him pull out his cock from his pants.

It was big. Bigger than the average Joes I had two years ago. And oddly enough, it was pretty too, with a thick girth, a flushed mushroom head and glistening with pre-cum, and veins around the shaft.