Erotic Billionaire 3-Pack (The Billionaire's Contract Parts 1-3)

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Authors: Emma Rose
darkness, she thought, but she loved it so it was easy to indulge him.
    She knelt between his legs and sucked his balls into her mouth one at a time, leisurely teasing the puckered rim of his ass with her finger. Taking her time was part of the thrill too, and Peter wasn’t one to hurry any woman who was busy doing what he loved.  She found her mind wandering back to his dark side as she enjoyed the slow soft play. What could it be? She reached up with one hand and pulled one of his hands to her breast as she swallowed most of his length.  His fingers closed on her nipple and tweaked it, sending small waves of pleasure through her.  “Harder,” she managed to mumble around his thick shaft. He squeezed harder and she had to squeeze her thighs together as she began to leak.
    Suddenly, Peter grabbed her hair and pulled, hard.  Tears streaming from her eyes, she swallowed as much of his cock as she could, holding him in deep. She moaned, deep in her throat.
    “You like that, don’t you my little slut?” Peter asked her quietly.  Celine moaned and opened her mouth wide, allowing Peter to fuck her mouth by pushing her head up and down using her hair as a handle.  He stood up, taking his cock from her mouth and standing by the bed.  Dragging her to the edge of the bed he placed Celine on her back with her head dangling over the edge.  His erect cock was directly in front of her eyes and she moved her mouth desperately, trying to capture it.
    Peter guided his cock to her open mouth, grabbed her nipples, and thrust deeply into her throat.  When she moaned around his thickness, he grabbed both nipples and twisted them roughly.  Celine began to cum uncontrollably, her thighs spreading and her hands rubbing her clit furiously. The hands on her nipples hurt her deliciously and she wanted more.  Peter was slamming his penis into her mouth, battering her soft lips, his heavy balls bouncing off her forehead and eyes. Celine’s scream of ecstasy was interrupted by the heavy flow of his cum emptying itself into her mouth.
    When Peter withdrew from her mouth and collapsed on the bed, Celine leapt up and took his softening member into her mouth, sucking gently at it, her arms wrapped around his slim hips.  As his hands stroked her hair almost lovingly, Celine fell asleep, exhausted.
    Peter called and and then sent his limo to her.  She was trembling with anticipation, not knowing what he was planning, but she knew enough to recognize the excitement in his voice. There was no telling what was on his mind, but there was no denying it would be exciting.
    Peter met her at the front door with a black leather mask in his hands.  He kissed her gently and thoroughly, his index finger tracing the black coral necklace, reminding her that she belonged to him literally.  Celine couldn’t resist shivering and pushing closer to him.  She felt…wriggly, like a puppy greeting his master.  Amused at the mental image, Celine chuckled deep in her throat.
    Peter slipped the mask over her head and led her by the hand. She had no idea where they were going, they went up some stairs across some rooms, and down some stairs, then down another set of stairs.  Peter fumbled with a jangly set of keys and there was the sound of a heavy lock opening.  Form the sensations alone Celine could tell the door was massive, and the sound of its closing behind her was oddly muffled.
    Peter undressed her slowly, as if he were carefully folding and putting away her clothing, as indeed he was.  When she was totally nude, he attached a collar to her neck from which was suspended a heavy steel chain.  It felt wickedly, deliciously wrong, and an odd sense of elation came with the added weight of the leash and collar.  It took Celine a moment to realize that the collar, the chain, the necklace, the mask…everything was designed to appear humiliating.  What it actually accomplished was to relieve her of any guilt associated with whatever was coming.  She was

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