by Bella Grant
Just when I thought I was about to come, he lifted his mouth and began kissing my legs again. I sighed in exasperation, pulling him out of my mouth, a thin trail of pre-cum trailing out.
“I was about to come,” I gasped.
“I know, just trust me, baby,” he said.
He went at it like a fucking expert. When he put his mouth on me, the intensity was amplified tenfold. I arched my back off the desk, but he kept pushing my hips down, completely exposing me to his mouth.
Bill
She sucked cock like a champ, that was for sure. I was jealous, imagining the number of cocks she must have sucked to get this good. She sucked better than women I’d paid to do it, and regrettably, far better than Sophia had. Her mouth was like a suction cup of fucking pleasure. She ran her tongue over my head perfectly and gobbled me down whole. She ran her pretty little tongue around the edge of my balls as she deep-throated me.
I began thrusting lightly, enjoying the buildup. I slipped my tongue off her clit and poised it over her wet hole, pushing gently and circling around her tender spots. She took me deeper in her mouth, breathing heavily. Her body began to squirm again. I knew she was close to coming.
I gently brushed the tip of her anus with my finger as I began furiously rubbing her clit with my hand. She nearly shrieked. I pushed my cock deeper into her mouth as she began to come. I pressed my finger onto her clit, intensifying the orgasm, my other finger pressed firmly against her little asshole. I was hitting all the right nerves.
She was sweating, and her pretty body left sweat marks on the desk. I pushed her hips down again and began sucking on her sensitive clit, willing her to trust me. A minute went by, and she was squirming in orgasm again.
“I warned you,” I said, lifting my mouth from her pussy. “Once you go Bill, you can’t ever get head again.”
She began stroking me as she was sucking. This wasn’t how I was going to come. I was going to have her and come all over her fucking body.
Katie
He was right. I couldn’t go back. From this point on, my career was over. I had heard of people who did stuff like this—men who married and blew their entire lives on just one little moment of pleasure. I finally understood how coveted and valued that moment could be. It could be worth so much that giving everything else away would be worth it.
As I came all over his mouth, I knew this pleasure was worth every code I’d broken, not only with the counseling association, but with myself. I looked into the mirror across from the desk, not believing I was actually watching Billy and me sixty-nining right in front of my eyes. But we were. This was real.
I lost track of my thoughts as the second orgasm hit me. I intended to suck him off as a reward, but he wasn’t having it. He turned me around sharply so I was lying flat on my stomach. His big, hard cock was just inches away from my hot opening. I didn’t ask if he had condoms, and I honestly didn’t care if he did, or where I was, or what time it was. All I wanted was to feel every inch of him inside of me.
“Look at the mirror,” he said. “I want to watch your eyes while I fuck you.”
This sent shivers up and down my spine. I nodded and did as I was told, losing myself in his crystal green eyes. He grabbed my ponytail roughly, pulling the band out, and let my hair fall all over my face.
“You’re such a pretty cocksucker. Let’s see how good your pussy feels.”
He entered me fast and hard. The whole length of him, big and strong, filled me all at once. I exhaled roughly, tears streaming out of my eyes. Oh my God—it felt so fucking good. I wanted more…more…more.
“M-More.”
“Shhh,” he said. “Just take it like a good girl, sweetie. Daddy is going to make you come so fucking hard.”
He pulled my hair. I wasn’t used to sex this rough. Hell, I wasn’t used to sex this primal. I never would have allowed it normally, but there was something natural about the way he was taking me. The names he was calling me—God, everything that was usually off-limits for me had suddenly become amazing.
I began rocking my hips into him. He moaned in pleasure. Someone outside must have heard us, but I didn’t care. Right now, I wanted to be his, with all of the crime and shame that being his meant.
“Do you like it, baby?” He groaned, pumping in and out of me. Every time he exited me, a huge wave of pleasure and pressure would build up inside of me. He was angling himself perfectly, hitting my G-spot every single time.
“Yes…” I whispered. “Fuck, yes!”
He pushed me back down so my ass was in the air. He pulled me closer to him, working his way in and out of me, his huge, muscular arms looking as beautiful as ever. The room started to spin, and I was beginning to lose myself in orgasm.
“I’m coming again,” I warned.
“Come for me, Katie. Come,” he hissed. Just hearing his words sent me over the edge. The pressure that had built up finally released, and my pussy quaked with an intense orgasm. As I came, he angled himself deeper.
“Oh, God. Oh, God.”
“Come for me again, baby,” he ordered.
I didn’t have a choice. Another orgasm rushed over me, even harder than before. I tried to keep my eyes open to look at him, but all I could see was a tidal wave of green—his eyes, the lights. I bowed my head and shook against him, my legs going weak.
He lost it, too. He turned me around so quickly I barely knew what was happening. He came all over me, his thick white cum shooting in waterfalls all over my face and body. I opened my mouth to catch some of it, wanting to taste him. Greedily, I licked his cum.
Bill
I’d lost so much to her, and all of it was good. I wanted to lose myself all over her. I wanted to orgasm and mark my territory in the most primal way possible. She came again, all over my cock, which increased the level of pleasure I felt. My own orgasm was close. I looked down at her and almost had to close my eyes because she was too hot to handle.
I lost it and shot my seed all over her, and she lapped up every bit of it she could reach. We lay afterwards, wrapped in each other on the bed, wet with each other’s fluids. She breathed next to me, calmly.
“I was trying to heal you, but I ended up loving you,” she said.
“You did help heal me. I was able to walk to this hotel. This was the one,” I said.
“The one you were walking to when were robbed?”
“Yeah. My whole issue was the shame of being vulnerable, but thanks to our sessions and meeting you, I learned it’s okay sometimes.” I breathed in the scent of her hair. I wanted to bask in it for eternity. “You did heal me.”
“So… what now?” she asked.
“I have big plans.”
“I’m not a business project.” She was teasing, I could tell.
“No, but you are mine,” I said.
“I never thought anyone could have me. But I guess you’ve won the deal. The deal of my heart.”
“Doc, you can be so corny,” I replied.
She hit me with a pillow, and I laughed. “So can you.”
I loved how we could argue like kids, and I loved how I could be vulnerable. For once in my life, I knew it was okay to let someone take care of me. I had a long way to go, but I was beginning to heal. I kissed her neck, and we fell asleep to the hum of traffic outside.
Katie
5 Years Later
I thought happy endings were crap and didn’t exist, but they do. My happy ending had been lasting for a blissful five years. I looked down at our child, now four years old. Jasper had my eyes and Billy’s hair. I held his hand. Zach held his other. We giggled as we swung him up and down, and he laughed in response. I’d never been so happy or grateful for anything.
“Where is Dad, anyway?” Zach asked.
“We’re meeting him for dinner after his meeting.”
Zach and I had gotten along nearly flawlessly since the first time we met years ago. He’d grown up into a fine young man and enjoyed college immensely. He had his own apartment now,
not that I minded his collections. It was odd, but someone related to Billy could never really be normal. Zach had helped me build my antique book collection. It was now two rooms large and growing. Our shared love for antiques held us together.
Much to Billy’s delight, Sophia and I got along famously. He had finally reached a place where he could talk to her again. It was great to meet the woman who had taught him so much about love, and I realized our similarities were significant.
Our son, Jasper, was growing up to be a well-rounded, well-educated child. He was starting school soon, and it would be a hard milestone for me to deal with. I was already having a hard time with him going to preschool, but Gretta had been helpful, taking him to and from his appointments.
Gretta and I had grown close. She needed help when her son went off to college, and she would talk to me about how I could survive sending my young son off to school. We had coffee.
I fit flawlessly into Billy’s life, and no harm has come to him.
Fiona apologized to Billy a couple of years later, and they were on speaking terms for a while. She admitted he wasn’t for her, and he still treated her well. I was glad there were no hard feelings.
Kent and I were friends again as well. Shortly after me, his high school sweetheart came back into his life. We laughed about the whole thing now, happy our lives had led us where they did.
We met Billy at the restaurant, the one he first took me to that night all those years ago.
He still looked great, even if he was in his fifties now. I felt more in love with him every day.
“Hello, Dr. Carson,” he said. I really was a doctor now, so I couldn’t scold or correct him. Billy had put me through school, and I was now a psychologist.
“Hello, dear.”
We put Jasper in his high chair, and I smoothed his hair. Zach was on his phone, as usual. I looked around at my new life and sighed in happiness. Billy was more open than he ever had been, and our love grew and grew every day.
I looked at Billy the Billionaire, whom I had grown to love and know so intimately. I wouldn’t give these years back for anything; everything was right in the universe.
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