Defying Dorian: Bad Boy Billionaire Romance

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by Sloan Storm


  I sensed his hands circle around my waist and before I realized it, he reached the front of my pants. In seconds, he had them partially undone. I gasped as Gabe slid his fingers between the fabric of my thong and against the delicate skin just above my pussy. His brazenness took me by surprise and as if on cue, my mouth fell open as he reached my swollen folds.

  “Fuck baby, you’re soaked,” he hummed.

  I hissed a whisper, a barely audible gesture of my agreement. Whether he’d known what I’d done in the lab or not, it didn’t matter, because as soon as the thick pads of his fingertips pressed into my wet flesh, I nearly came on the spot. As if he sensed the precariousness of my situation, Gabe let out a satisfied grunt and yanked at my pants as he ripped them from me.

  In a semi-stupor, I acquiesced and stepped free of my clothing as Gabe walked me back and pinned me to the wall. Everything I’d worn from the waist down lay in a haphazard pile several feet away. I blinked myself back to a state of awareness as Gabe dropped to his knees and flung one of my thighs over his shoulder. As he did, I let loose with a high pitched moan, bordering on a squeal, as his mouth pressed against my clit. My upper body sagged against the wall while I sunk into the solidity of his broad shoulders. Wanton need surged within me. Any pretense vanished as I shifted my hips away from the wall and into the heat of Gabe’s lips with a hard snap. When I did, he paused for an instant, breaking his mouth free of my folds with a tender smack.

  “Fuck, you’re ready aren’t you, Fiona?”

  My eyes fluttered closed. “Mmm, hmm,” I moaned. “Yes.”

  Just then, Gabe pressed his mouth into the aching heat of my pussy lips once more. As he did, I banged the back of my head into the wall. Not caring, I began to let it roll from one side to the other as Gabe consumed me. He licked and flicked and savored me until, with a masterful stroke of his thumb against my swollen bud, I slipped close to surrender.

  “Oh God, oh Gabe… oh fuck, oh fuck.”

  He paused again and pressed the heat of his palm against my belly. My breath came to me in gulps and fits.

  “Are you coming, Fiona?”

  I sucked in my lower lip. “Mmm, hmm…”

  Just then, Gabe chuckled and stood before me.

  “Hmm?” I muttered as I drew my head forward off the wall, uncertain as to why he’d stopped.

  But as he did, I discovered the reason. Within seconds, Gabe peeled away his clothing and soon stood before me. A specimen unlike any other, everything about him screamed ‘fuck me’. Bulging muscles rippled with definition before my eyes as he pressed the hardness of his body against the softness of my curves.

  My pussy… hurt. I’d never wanted to cum so bad in my life.

  And I wasn’t altogether certain I’d survive it when I did. As I contemplated my fate, Gabe shocked me back into awareness as he slid his palms beneath my ass and hoisted me in the air with a single, violent motion. Friction from my back sliding along the wall warmed my backside as Gabe moved between my thighs.

  Cradling me with his strength, Gabe began to lower my hips as he held my ass firm in his palms. It wasn’t long before I felt the tip of his hard dick press against my slick folds. And then, all of a sudden, the moment was upon me. I flipped my eyes open and snapped my head forwards as he lingered there, restrained, on the precipice of claiming me.

  “Gabe,” I began with a whisper. “I’m not… I’m not a virgin.”

  Just then, he inserted the swollen head inside of me. I sucked in a gasp of air, forming an ‘O’ with my lips as I exhaled almost as quickly. Gabe edged in another inch or so. As he did, the grooves and ridges of his shaft shook me. And then, he stopped and responded.

  “I know,” he said, with a smile.

  Before I had a single second to react, Gabe angled his hips and drove his cock inside of me, taking me with his length.

  “Oh, ah…” I gasped, as I flailed. “Oh my… Oh God.”

  His cock was absolutely… breathtaking. My pussy lips vacuumed around his long, thick shaft when it penetrated me. The friction of it entering caused my toes to curl as I hooked my heels low around Gabe’s hard, round ass. When he could go no further, Gabe leaned in and pressed his lips against the edge of my ear.

  “Mmm, hmm. At last, Fiona,” he whispered. “At last.”

  A tender breath escaped from my lips as he staked his claim.

  “Are you to going come on me, Fiona? On my cock?”

  “Uuunnnhhhh…” I groaned as he began to slide in and out of me. His words were like sexual incantations, drawing me closer to climax with each syllable he uttered.

  Framed accolades of his company’s achievements adorned the wall and rattled as they threatened to crash to the floor while Gabe thrust up within me, over and over.

  The feel of him inside thrilled me beyond words. As I bounced up and down on his dick I realized this is what it meant to be wanted, taken… fucked. I eased into Gabe’s strength while he suspended me in mid-air, as if I weighed next to nothing. The sound of his muscled thighs crashing against my supple flesh filled my consciousness, bringing me to the brink.

  “Cum for me, Fiona,” he grunted. Gabe leaned into me, pumping with several hard jolts. “Cum on me now.”

  And then, as if on command, my entire body started to shake. Violence consumed my limbs and caused my hips to lock hard around his waist. Gabe grunted in understanding and began to increase the ferocity of his thrusts. The shudders drew closer together and before I realized it, bliss crashed into me, obliterating my need for everything in that moment except pure satisfaction. I cried out as I lurched forward off the wall and into Gabe’s arms.

  My entire body buckled and shook as the orgasm caused by the raw power of Gabe’s passion ripped through me. I wavered at the edge of consciousness as a kaleidoscope of colors flickered across my mind. Whimpering and gasping for breath, I clawed and grabbed at Gabe as he pounded away at me with relentless effort.

  “Yes, fuck yes…” he said in a hiss of approval as he leaned into my ear.

  The power of my climax held me in a state of semi-awareness as it began to recede from my body. As it did, my arms drifted down the hard lines of Gabe’s muscled upper back and shoulders. Humming with satisfaction at the feel of him inside me, I tilted my head forward and nuzzled it into the space between his neck and shoulder. Peppering small kisses on his moist flesh, I licked my lips between my smacks, savoring the delicate salt of his effort.

  Once again, Gabe pressed me against the wall. Only this time, with a pressure much greater than the first.

  He groaned.

  With my pussy lips already swollen from my climax moments before, I felt Gabe grow inside of me. He angled his head down, pressing it into my tits. On instinct, I latched onto his round shoulders and hard trapezius muscles and gazed down upon him as he fucked me like a single, sinewed piston.

  Gabe rocked my body back and forth, pounding my curves against the wall as his moment approached. As he did, it was as if I floated above, anchored in place only by the hardness of his thick cock between my thighs. Releasing my grip from his back, I reached into his hair, curling my fingers under, deep into the thick waves. Sprinkles of perspiration formed across his brow as he held me aloft, driving his hard cock inside me with purpose.

  And then, quite suddenly, Gabe cried out. Without warning, he began to thrust harder and faster than ever. My body shook, rocking against the wall as his pace quickened. It wasn’t long after that he squeezed my ass cheeks with a mighty grasp, spreading them apart and sending the entire length of his cock inside me. A deep, sustained moan sputtered from his lips as his entire body, including his dick, flexed at once.

  Inhaling, I froze, and cradling him in my bosom, I felt Gabe’s warmth stream upward inside of me. Powerful spurts jetted forth, reaching deep inside and delivering me a kind of satisfaction I’d never experienced as a woman. With each twitch of his cock, I fell deeper into a primitive trance as Gabe claimed me in a way no man ever had. And yet, through it all,
he held me aloft until as the peak of his orgasm left him, he lowered me with tender care.

  We kissed for several minutes and cradled one another in the warmth of our shared afterglow. It seemed so hard to believe, the way it had happened. It certainly was the last thing on my mind when I came to his office. We made a bit of small talk and got dressed as the minutes ticked by until I couldn’t help myself and had to ask.

  “Gabe,” I began. “Why did you ask me to come here?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Well, you told me to come to your office. That it was important.”

  He smirked and walked over towards me. Grabbing me by the upper arms, Gabe leaned in and kissed me on the cheek.

  “Fucking you isn’t important?”

  I rolled my eyes. “Well, yes. Of course. But that’s not what I meant.”

  “Oh right,” he said, snapping his fingers. “I forgot to mention. I’ve had some cameras installed in the lab.”

  I swallowed hard as I waited for the rest of the bad news.

  “We’ll begin testing them in a few days. They’ll be operational sometime next week.”

  My jaw nearly dropped to the floor.

  “Oh,” I said, as I stifled a hard swallow. “They aren’t… operational right now?”

  “Hmm?” he said as he buttoned his dress shirt. “No. Why?”

  I shrugged. “Oh no reason.”

  Oh my God, oh my God, ohmyfuckinggod….

  He nodded. “Oh yeah, there’s one more thing.”

  Still unable to speak, I tented my eyebrows in his direction.

  “I’ll be making the announcement about the contest on Monday,” he began. “But I wanted to tell you first. You’ve won, Fiona. Get ready. Your life is about to change, forever.”

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  Synopsis:

  Hot. Sweaty. Wall Sex. In my boss’ office… That couldn’t possibly be a mistake.

  Right?

  I may have won the competition, but I’m far from winning with Gabe. His demands are pushing me to the limit, and I’m beginning to wonder if I can handle them much longer.

  But my grandmother’s condition is worsening, and keeping this job has become critical. I may have no choice but to submit to Gabe’s schedule… and his appetite.

  Worse yet, now that I’ve confirmed the rumors of his prowess, I find myself less interested in keeping things professional and more focused on satisfying the needs he’s awakened within me.

  But to have any chance of keeping my job, I have to do something and soon. If I don’t, the consequences could cost me everything.

  Can I resist my charming bastard of a boss? And more importantly, will he let me?

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  “Slipperless: A Billionaire Love Story”

  Gabe took the clear, icy beverage from her. With a wink, he raised it to his lips. “Thank you my love.”

  “Of course,” she said, with a smile. Afterward, she turned and started to walk away and of course, didn’t bother to ask me if I wanted anything.

  Gabe finished a sip of his drink and as he placed it back down on the table, he asked, “What are you drinking? Did you get anything?”

  I couldn’t believe this. “Does it look like I got anything?”

  “You’re my guest, Fiona,” he said, with a casual shrug. Gabe lifted the menu to his face once again. “You should have gotten whatever you wanted.”

  “Well, how am I supposed to know that? I’ve never been anywhere like this before.”

  “What do you mean? A restaurant?”

  “No, it’s just… oh never mind,” I said. From the moment I set foot in the place, everything seemed to be going wrong. All of a sudden, it was the last place I wanted to be. “I really just think I should go, Gabe.”

  With one eye on his menu, Gabe took a pull of his cocktail. “You’re not going anywhere, Fiona. Look, don’t make me regret doing this.”

  I swallowed hard and glared at him. He just didn’t get it. Didn’t he see how uncomfortable I was? Just the way she’d touched him. I hated it. I’d never been jealous in my life and logically, I had no right to be. It’s not as if we were a couple. But her behavior was just so… brazen. It made me sick to my stomach. Oblivious to my growing rage, Gabe sat there casually sipping his drink and perusing the menu. When it became apparent he had no intention of acknowledging any of what happened, I felt compelled to, because if I didn’t, I’d probably scream.

  “Do you think she’s pretty?” I huffed.

  Gabe lowered his menu just enough to make eye contact with me. He wrinkled his brow. “Who?”

  “The hostess,” I snapped. “Do you think she’s pretty?”

  “Oh… Mandy?” he said with a casual nod. Lifting the menu up once more, he continued. “Yeah, of course. She’s a doll. What guy wouldn’t?”

  As he finished speaking, I looked away suddenly mortified I’d even asked the question. What the hell was happening to me? In my peripheral vision, I noticed Gabe straighten himself up and place the menu on the table. He remained silent for several moments as he took a sip of his drink. I had no doubt what was coming next.

  “You um… jealous, Fiona?”

  I shook my head but didn’t turn to look at him. “What? No. Of course not.”

  “Mmm, hmm,” he muttered. Gabe placed his drink down on the table. The tablecloth muted the sound, but only a little. “Look at me.”

  Regret filled my stomach as I moved my eyes back towards him.

  “You have nothing to be jealous of, Fiona. I invited you here to be with me. Not her, not anyone else. Just you. Don’t disappoint me and don’t make me regret it.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  “Well,” he said, with a disdainful exhale as he leaned back into the booth. “You should be.”

  Overcome by an almost horrific level of shame, I clutched my napkin in my lap. I wanted to slide underneath the booth and crawl out of there. I couldn’t believe how I was acting. Gabe had no intention of letting me off easy.

  He dragged his fingers up and down the side of the glass, smearing the condensation as he did.

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