The Billionaire’s Kitten

“I didn’t have a date, I just went shopping,” I said slowly. “Why?”

He looked at me speculatively, eyes dangerous.

“You’ve been missing for two hours.”

“I know, but I took myself shopping on the strip.”

“Why didn’t you call my driver?” he interjected smoothly. “You know you can always take a car.”

What was this, twenty questions? Annoyance stirred in my soul, and I straightened my shoulders, looking him straight in the eye.

“I decided to walk, that’s all. Get some fresh air, maybe stroll a little.”

A black eyebrow raised.

“On a day like this?” Gray asked smoothly, blue eyes inscrutable. “It’s fucking a hundred degrees honey, why would anyone walk? Fuck it baby, if you were meeting some other guy, just tell me now. I can take it.”

I gaped at him, dumbstruck.

“Gray, I absolutely wasn’t meeting anyone. Absolutely not. We’re married remember? And if I was, would I be this sweaty? Look, this dress is wilting, I was out walking in the sun.”

This was ridiculous, and I hated the charade. I hated having to defend myself, to tell him where I’d been when I was one hundred percent innocent. Besides, it wasn’t part of the bargain. We weren’t married, not really, so the billionaire needed to butt out.

“Where I was isn’t your business, anyways,” I sniffed, turning away. “I go where I want to, you’re not my boss, Grayson Channing.”

But that set him off because before I even took one step, the big man was on me, that face a mask of anger, blue eyes blazing.

“Don’t you ever talk to me like that,” he rasped hoarsely, dark streaks marking those perfect cheekbones. “Don’t you ever talk like that.”

I shivered at his nearness, breasts quivering, almost touching his chest. But the thing is I had nothing to live for anymore, so I threw everything to the wind.

“We’re not really married,” I retorted sassily. “So you can stop now. We’re gonna be divorced soon anyways, so why keep up the charade? Why keep going the way we have?”

And suddenly I was face down over the big man’s knee, gasping, the air gone out of my lungs.

“Gray!” I cried out, but it was too late. That pink dress was flipped over my waist, matching pink panties pulled down my ass cheeks and a big hand flew down with a loud smack.

“Ahhhh!” I cried out, arching my back. “Ahhhh!”

But the man was so furious, he didn’t even hesitate. Another smack came, and then another, so many that they rained on me, my ass burning as my pussy wept. Because oh god, he’d pushed my panties aside, and between each smack, the alpha pinched my clit, making me shudder.

“Ohhh!” I cried out again, writhing uncontrollably. God, my breasts were smashed against his legs and I was gonna come so hard, even as he humiliated me. “Unnnh!”

And it happened then. Everything rolled so fast that I couldn’t control it, the heady sensations in my puss, the stinging in my butt. And of course, the excitement, always the excitement of being with Grayson Channing. Even though I hated him in my mind, my body’s still his and everything fell apart. Spasms wracked my cunt in a typhoon, each hit on my butt enhancing the flames, each pinch of my clit shoving me over the cliff.

“Unnnh, unnnh!” I cried out, almost screaming now. And then, I did it. I dug my own grave.

“Gray, I love you!” I shrieked in the middle of a particularly violent spasm, juices gushing. “Oh god, Gray!”

Oh no, what had I done? Why did I blurt out my innermost secret? Why did I lose it, now, so close to the end? All I had to do was wait for the divorce papers, the hotel was already his. So why did I have to give this man control over me? He didn’t need it. He didn’t need me anymore, I was just leftover goods.

But evidently, Gray loved the words because he fucked his fingers into me then.

“Ahhh!” I cried out, pussy clamping around the hard digits, savoring the feel of him inside. “Unnnh oh god!”

“Yeah, that’s right baby girl,” he ground out hoarsely. “Let me hear you say it again. Tell me how much you love me,” he said, voice rough.

And I had to do as he commanded. I belong to this man, and no matter how humiliating things got, no matter how terrible the situation was, I could no longer deny the truth.

“I love you Daddy!” I screamed again as another shower of sparks crackled through my cunt. “I love you unnnh!”

And with that, it was all over. Because the secret’s out, everything’s out, and there’s no way to go back. Oh god, oh god, what have I done?

But as the sensations rolled, as I collapsed, exhausted and trembling against that hard male body, Gray did something strange. He hauled me into his lap, cuddling me against that hard chest and murmured into my ear.