Not Daddy Material (Billionaire's Contract Duet 2)

I chuckled. “Good girl. Now take it off. I want to see those big beautiful breasts of yours.”

“Yes...” she breathed out and fumbled with her bra clasp. Several seconds later, she finally managed to unclasp it. She took her bra off.

“Shit,” I hissed when I saw her breasts. Damn it. Her big boobs were so soft and round and her nipples were small and pink—just the way I liked them the most.

I couldn’t resist myself. I lowered my head and moved my tongue over one of them.

She moaned and convulsed at the same time, supporting herself on the desk with her hands. “Ah, Charles.” Her nipple reacted immediately, becoming small and tight, and the next moment I sucked it into my mouth. I played with it slowly as I looked her in the eyes, immensely enjoying the way they clouded with desire and pleasure.

She started panting and writhing on the desk, and I realized her nipples were very sensitive.

I liked that.

I broke the contact, straightening myself up. She whimpered, looking at me in surprise when I didn’t show any intention to continue pleasing her.

“B-but... Why?”

“I’m not touching you yet. Not until you beg me for it. Now take off your skirt.”

I finished unbuttoning my shirt and took it off. Her eyes flew to my chest and stomach, exploring my body slowly.

“Do you like what you see?” I teased her. I knew perfectly well how she felt about my body. Her eyes were practically screaming at me to fuck her. Years in the Army had served me well.

“Yes.”

“Good. Remember—if you want my body, you have to obey me.”

“Yes, boss.”

“Then what are you still waiting for? Take off that skirt.”

“Oh. Yes. Yes, boss.” She listened to me immediately, taking it off.

She was now almost completely naked—wearing only her black lace panties and her high heels. Shit.

I exhaled and clenched my fists. “You are so sexy, Rebecca. See what you are doing to me.” I took off my pants and stood in my boxers only, which didn’t hide my nine inch erection at all.

Rebecca gasped, looking at my cock with her wide eyes. “Oh my God.”

I smiled. “What, angel? You think it’s too big for your sweet pussy?”

“It’s definitely too big.”

I chuckled. “You won’t say that when I start fucking you. Now touch your breasts. I want your pussy all soaked by the time I touch it.”

She exhaled a shaky breath, completely aroused by my command. “Yes, boss.” She placed her hands on her breasts and touched her nipples—first slowly, like she was insecure, but then firmer—twisting them with her thumb and forefinger.

“Ah.” She moaned and closed her eyes. She touched her nipples while moving her hips in circles on the desk, as if she was becoming really aroused. Yes. Her nipples were definitely that sensitive.

“Do you want me to touch you?”

Her eyes flew open. “Yes.”

“I won’t do that until you beg me for it.”

“Please.”

“No. That isn’t good enough.”