His Dirty Demands (Dirty Billionaires 1)

He still doesn’t stop. Too much, this is too much. With his mouth driving me crazy and those fingers where I want his cock, he sends me crashing into another climax. I’m in tears now; my body feels too sensitive. Begging, I fall forward, unable to hold myself up.

“Hmm...now you’re ready.” I feel him move out from under me, but I can’t even lift my head. I hear the lube flip open, then Cesare moan as I know he coats himself. Before I can turn my head, his hand comes down on my hips, forcing me onto my knees. My bones still feel like mush but I try, excited even through my languor.

Oh, I catch my bottom lip as the head of his cock presses slowly into me. From using the toys and the four orgasms in a row, there is no resistance. Hot, so hot, the toy wasn’t hot but this is no toy this is all Cesare, hot, hard, and thick. Deeper, yes, more, I can take it, please. Oh god, he’s buried inside me to the hilt. We’re both working to swallow air as we take in the feeling. I whimper his name, unable to form other words. His hand glides up my neck, his grip firm as he begins to move. Slow, small thrusts build to faster, harder, more. This isn’t good, this isn’t hot; this is fucking phenomenal, better than any hope I had of this moment.

My

head goes down as my arms give out, unable to hold me up. Everything in me is centered on Cesare inside me as the pleasure surges through me from my fingertips to my toes. There is nothing else but this moment, this feeling. Harder, yes, faster, please, the words are barely out when the climax I thought was still just out of reach slams into me with the force of a freight train at a hundred miles an hour. The scream is squeezed out of my lungs as I bury my face in the mattress. As the world slips further away, I hear Cesare groan my name then feel him come deep inside me. Hot, wet electricity zips up my spine, tipping me over into darkness.

21

May

Alicia

Although my body is still humming with satisfaction from making love with Cesare, as I lie in bed my mind won’t settle. Tomorrow Bethany graduates. Although, I was shocked by Cesare offering to come with me to the graduation I had been set to jump on the offer. Until stupid Dante reminded Cesare one of our most important clients was flying in for an afternoon meeting from New York that day. Even though I was disappointed I understand, I was just happy he wanted to come. It’s the middle of May and it’s been three months since I moved in. And every day feels better than the last. All because of Cesare. Every day I fall a little more in love with him.

It’s also because of him that I finally have an awesome graduation present for Bethany: a weekend in London. I had no idea he owns a private jet, and in the next breath he was offering it up for Bethany to take to London. It was also faster than a commercial flight, it would take only five hours instead of the almost eight hours of an airline. Since Bethany only has four days between graduation and her flight to Mexico, I was thinking of a weekend in New York. However, Cesare’s idea is way cooler. Then I told him I always wanted to see London. His reaction when he realized I was going too has me smiling even three week later.

“Why do you have to go too?” As he pulls me into his arms, those wrinkles across his forehead scrunch with unhappiness.

Running a finger over those lines, I whisper against his mouth. “Because she’s my little sister and she’s not going alone. She doesn’t have many friends. Her best friend is in Los Angeles. I’ve also always wanted to travel to somewhere that wasn’t less than two hours away from here.”

“I don’t want you to go.” His lips brush mine over and over, teasing me. “It’s good for your sister to be independent.”

His teasing driving me crazy, my arms go around him to hold him in place for a proper slow kiss. “It’s only three days and two nights. You’ll have the bed all to yourself. Grover will be here to keep you company.”

“I don’t want the bed to myself. I changed my mind, you can’t take the jet.” He tries to pull away.

Even though he’s trying to pull away, I feel his cock throbbing against my hip, so I don’t let him go. “Pretty please with I’ll suck your cock all night long on it.”

He stops. “How about pretty please with just two days and one night of you gone?”

I rub against him. “Hmm...how about pretty please with it will make me unbelievably happy and grateful to have a man who cares about me so much he’s willing to put my happiness before his own.”

His groan is loud against my neck. “Christ, you don’t fight fair.”

“You taught me well.”

When he pulls back to look down on me, I shiver at the glow in his eyes, and his wolfish smile. “Fine. But you spend this weekend completely naked for me.”

Oh lord, he’s insane. It’s something he’s teased me about often. Little did he know I already planned to spend Saturday, his birthday, completely naked, except for the dinner we planned on having at Dante’s with Enzo. “You’re on. We keep the door locked, and I’m naked all weekend long except for when we go have dinner at Dante’s.”

He presses his cock against me. “Let’s seal the deal.”

The weekend had been so wonderful, I’m already planning to do it again soon.

“Alicia, why didn’t you get your sister a bed for when she spends the night here?” Cesare asks as he dries his hair. “Were you planning on making her stay in a hotel?”

Crap. Over the last few months I retrieved a few things from my apartment with the explanation I got them from storage. Which technically my apartment is right now. I have made up my mind I’ll let my landlady know I won’t be renewing when my lease is up in four months. Although I’m pretty sure Cesare still won’t think it’s soon enough.

“Alicia?”

“She’s not staying here. She’s staying at my apartment.”

He goes still, the towel in his hands. “Your apartment?”

“Yes.”