The Billionaire's Heir (Tycoon Billionaires 4)

He picked her up easily – still kissing her – and carried her to the back of the stable, where he placed her down onto the hay and kneeled in front of her. She reached out and ran her fingers through his gorgeous hair, as he caressed her thigh, easing up her dress, and revealing her silky panties.

“Fuck, Samira, you’re so hot.” He lowered himself down and kissed his way up her thigh, then – when he reached her panties – he gently sucked her clit through the silky material. “I’ve been dreaming about making love to you – getting you to come so hard you’d never forget me.”

“I could never forget you, Ivan,” Samira gasped. “I’ve missed you so much…”

He sat up on the hay, then he undid his jeans and tugged out his hard cock, which she gripped in her fingers, pumping his shaft up and down. She felt sexy, with her breasts exposed and her dress pushed up around her panties. “I’ve been fantasizing about you too. I need to feel you inside me.”

He shuffled around to lean back against the stable wall, sitting with his legs out in front of him, so she moved around and straddled him, hovering her pussy above his hard cock. He reached up and removed his cowboy hat, then placed it on her head.

“Ride me hard, cowgirl.”

She chuckled, glad they were comfortable enough to joke during this intensely passionate moment. “Love to,” she said.

He held up his straining erection for her, so she sank down onto the tip, stretching the opening of her pussy over him and relishing the thrilling delight.

He reached out and caressed her thigh. “So tight.”

It felt so good to be filled up by him, but she paused for a moment to catch her breath – he was too big for her and it was painful to begin with, even though she was so wet. But she knew that once he was fully inside her, the pleasure ahead was going to be overwhelming, so she allowed herself to sink all the way down, moaning with pain and pleasure as she sunk. She gazed into his eyes and saw they were full of smoldering lust, as well as tender affection.

“You’re perfect…” He reached out and gripped her hips with his strong hands, so she braced herself for the ecstasy ahead. But then something in the hay caught his eye. He reached out and picked up a piece of discarded leather – a rein that must’ve fallen there.

He held it in his fingers. “Lean forward. Put your head on my shoulder. I need to bind you to me.”

She laughed with excitement, then leaned forward and did as he instructed, causing his cock to rub against her G-spot, and her clit to dig into his perfect abs. He reached all the way around her, wrapping her in his strong arms – making her feel secure.

“Put your wrists together,” he whispered into her ear.

She did so, then he tied the leather strap around them, fastening her arms behind her back. She felt his cock twitch eagerly inside her – revealing that he was enjoying this light bondage as much as she was.

“Sit up, sweetheart,” he said, gently helping her.

He stared at her satisfactorily. The act of having her hands tied behind her back made Samira’s breasts stick out, making her feel sexy – and totally at his disposal. The strap was long enough that he was able to hold the end in his hand, so he gently pulled her arms backward, causing her back to arch slightly.

She laughed with arousal, unable to keep her hips still, desperate to feel the pleasure between her thighs. “Oh god, Ivan!”

Still holding the strap in one hand, he slapped her on the thigh with his other hand, pushing her lust to the max.

“Gee up!” he whispered, smirking. He gripped her hips again and started to move her pelvis back and forth, slowly at first, but then faster.

He leaned forward and tongued her nipples, further enhancing the joyous delight as he ground her down into his toned body, making her feel dominated. T

he euphoria between her thighs grew stronger, sweeping over her like a wave of joy, and suddenly the orgasm caught. Her eyes closed beyond her control and time froze – hovering on a plateau of pleasure. Then the elation exploded deep inside, flowing into the world as loud groans of ecstasy.

As the orgasm swept over her in intense waves, Samira’s soul merged with Ivan’s and she felt as they were one. Everything else fell away and there was only the essence of herself, her lover, and total bliss.

“Yes, Ivan!” she heard herself cry, from somewhere down below, as she flew higher still.

He gripped her hips tight as he came deep inside, pulling her into him – still moving her back and forth. He dropped his head to nuzzle her neck and she felt him biting her, claiming her like an alpha lion taking a lioness.

She breathed deeply as the pleasure sparkled like diamonds around them – binding them together – until eventually she drifted back down to reality and slowly opened her eyes, grinning like crazy.

Her world had transformed now – shifted into contentment and peace. There was power and liberation in that blissful orgasm, and she felt strong and ‘at one’.

They gazed at each other and smiled. “I love you,” he said.

“Me too… I’ve missed you so much.”

He reached around and undid her bonds, then he kissed her tenderly on the lips. “Come lie in my arms.”