And with that, the billionaire swept me into his arms for a deep, passionate kiss, our mouths locking, our bodies speaking words that couldn’t be said. Because before, I’d thought my relationship with Luke was too good to be true. The alpha wanted to use my body because I was a curvy, luscious eighteen-year-old ballerina, desperate to make a good impression on the man in charge.
But somehow, that’s changed. I’m still curvy and young, yes, but our relationship has evolved. In our time apart, I’ve become someone different: someone mature and knowing, with my own thing. And with Luke’s support, I’m going to grow more. I’m going to become more confident, expressing myself instead of waiting for others to give orders.
And yes, with my man by my side, I know I can do it. Luke’s seen it all and he wants to be a part of the process. He’s seen me vulnerable and naïve, but he’s also seen me at my best, whirling on the stage, and sharing my love of ballet with the world. Plus, the CEO wants to walk with me along the path, and for us to establish a real relationship, something where we take care of each other, helping one another while also loving and supporting our partner. He wants me to be happy, to be a confident woman of the world. He wants me to be someone with many options, and many choices.
As a result, I’m hopeful. I can’t say I know how this is going to work yet, but we’ll make it happen. After all, I’m growing and changing, flowering more and more with every life event. But what Mr. Lyons has made me see is that I deserve it. I have something to offer to my students and the world. The alpha male wants to be a part of my life, and deep down, it’s right. Luke has been with me since this incredible adventure started, watching me blossom and adjust, and gratefully, I’m taking his hand as a partner this time.
Because he’s the ballet master and I’m the ballerina. We work in sync, our movements in tandem, our minds melded with understanding and experience now. Yes, we’ve been through a lot, but what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And with Mr. Lyons by my side, I’ve opened my heart to what I always dreamed of … love, real love with a billionaire CEO. And this time, I know I deserve it.
Epilogue
Luke
One year later …
“Oh god yes! Please Mr. Lyons, more!”
I looked up in anticipation as my heart juddered because Luke had me nude, my pussy running like a flood, and there was no mercy. The big man growled, his shaft jutting against my tummy as my hands were hooked over my head.
“Yes!” I cried out again, whimpering with anticipation. My folds gushed wetly as a sticky trail ran down my thigh. Nips bright pink and stiff, I mewled once more. “Yes, Daddy!”
Luke just growled.
“Shh, pretty baby,” he hushed. “Shhh, don’t worry, Daddy will take care of you.”
With that, the handsome man circled around me, his enormous rod pressing against my bottom. Oh god, I was strung up like a giant ham on a meat hook. My wrists were bound and connected to a special device dangling from the ceiling, my nude body lush and bare. My boobs were enormous, and my narrow waist and big ass bounced as I balanced on my tippy toes, stretched out to his liking.
Yes, Mr. Lyons and I play a lot. Even after a year together, we can’t get enough and the sessions are amazing. Even better than before in fact. Luke’s converted one of the bedrooms at his apartment into a mock dungeon, and that’s where we were now, the big man about to ram his hard, stiff shaft into my wet folds.
After all, I made him get rid of those extra bedrooms because they were an unpleasant reminder of the past. As a result, they’ve been converted into an entertainment room, a cozy den, and finally this room, the dungeon for our naughty play. And yes, I let him do whatever he wants to my body, but there’s a different feel because I give as good as I get now. As he lined himself up, I pushed my bottom back, showing him my coffee hole.
“Do it, Daddy,” I panted. “Put it in.”
With a heavy grunt, Luke shifted his pole up so that it pressed against my pleats.
“You sure about this baby girl?” he growled. “I was going to put it into your pussy first to get it wet. You sure you can take this?”
“I can Daddy,” came my harsh pant. “I absolutely can.”
So yeah, even in this compromised position, I was calling the shots. Even with my hands tied up, strung up to the ceiling and immobilized, I was the one in charge, directing him in this dirty dance. And obeying my orders, Luke began. That mighty glans pressed against my dark star and I moaned throatily. Oh god, the pressure against my bottom was incredible.