The Billionaire’s Kitten

“Gray?” she murmured, head lolling between her shoulders. “Gray?”

The gleam in my eyes grew brighter. Slowly, I pulled my fingers out of her butt and pussy, watching as they reappeared, the long lengths coated in fluids. Shit this was so gross but so fucking arousing too. Pulling your appendages out of a sweet, creamy female? I highly recommend it, it’s fucking insane.

And Kitty murmured, enjoying the slide, flesh shivering from the withdrawal.

“Oh mmmm,” she murmured, lashes falling closed in perfect half-circles on her cheeks. “Mmmm.”

Like a dirty bastard, I bent forwards and licked her pussy again, going straight up until I circled her ass with my tongue.

“You ready, baby girl?” I rasped, fisting my dick. “You ready to get it deep? Because Daddy’s cock can’t wait anymore, Daddy’s gonna slide this ten incher right up that butthole.”

I half-expected her to shriek with terror again, eyes going wide at the prospect of getting her ass dicked. But my little slut isn’t like that. My little slut is a dirty fucking whore, and instead Kitty looked at me over her shoulder with half-lidded, sexy eyes.

“Yes, Daddy,” she murmured, wiggling her rump, baiting me. “Baby is your slut, use my body to pleasure yourself Daddy.”

And shit, but I almost lost it right there. Because fuck yeah, this woman is the female of my dreams … and I was falling harder for those sweet creamy curves with every second that passed.

CHAPTER SIX

Kitty

I can’t believe I’m acting like such a whore. You’re a virgin! The voice in my head cried. You were just a virgin a few days ago, what in the world has happened? Have you gone insane?

But the thing is, I don’t know. Because I’ve been transformed into someone new, Gray’s brought out the butterfly within, when before I was a lowly caterpillar. He’s completely different from any man I’ve ever known, ten times more inspiring, a hundred times more commanding, making me shiver and tremble with anticipation inside, my mind reeling, my body overwhelmed.

Because I’ve dated in the past, but the dates were always uninspiring. The guys were dumb frat boys from college, louts who were always trying to cop a feel.

“Unnh, kitty kitty,” one taunted, grabbing my boob and squeezing it hard. “Unnnh, unnh.”

I jerked back.

“Ow, that hurt! Don’t touch me! We don’t even know each other!”

But this sophomore with the backwards red baseball cap just leered.

“Girls with a body like yours want one thing only,” he sniveled. “And that’s to get fucked.”

Needless to say, the date was over. I whirled and turned, curls flying, to stomp out of the café. But it was like word had gotten out that I wanted sex or something, and guys were always trying to touch my boobs, even slide a hand between my thighs at the most inappropriate times.

“Here, kitty kitty,” they taunted. “Here kitty.”

It was so disgusting, vomit rising in the back of my throat. On the one hand, I should have been flattered by the male attention, I should have been grateful that the opposite sex was interested. But on the other, pimply, nineteen year-old college boys with raging hormones, acne scars, and grabby hands? No thanks.

So I retreated for a while, burrowing myself in the library. There had to be a guy out there who didn’t chew gum all the time, who didn’t think that beef jerky and Gatorade were a meal. There had to be a real man out there, someone who was dominating and assertive, commanding an empire.

And in the most unlikely of circumstances, I’d found him. Because Grayson is everything those guys aren’t, and more. Charismatic and assertive? Check. CEO of a hotel empire? Check. Sense of humor with a perfect body and hard, long shaft that makes me cream? Check check check.

So yeah, I’ve turned into a slut beneath his hands. I let Gray do whatever he wants with my body, and right now, that meant anal sex, hard and fast.

“Yes Daddy,” I panted, small aftershocks still coursing through my curves. “Yes, put your dick in my butt, if you want it then I want it.”

He smiled wolfishly.

“Oh I want it, but we’re gonna do more than that. Upsy-daisy,” he growled, lifting my heaving body into his arms. “Let’s go, sweet thing.”

I gasped, big boobs smashed against that unyielding chest.

“Go where?” came my whisper.

His blue eyes gleamed once more.

“We’re gonna find a flat surface,” he rasped harshly. “Because baby, I’m not putting my dick up your butt. You’re putting my dick up your butt.”

I swung shocked brown eyes to him, and the billionaire nodded, harsh streaks of color slashing those cheekbones.

“That’s right,” he growled, striding upstairs until we got to the master bedroom. “I’ve always wanted to see an anal virgin fuck herself onto my dick because she wants it so bad, and honey, you’re it.”

He dumped me on the bed then, curves flying everywhere, pink slit still puffy and open, brownie winking with shock.