The Billionaire Bad Boy Club: A Bad Boy BDSM Holiday Romance

by Michelle Love

  She nodded, breathless, speechless. Was this really happening? If it was a dream, then she didn’t want it to end, she wanted this man to possess her completely, to never wake up from it. He kissed her again, a long, intoxicating kiss that made her head spin and then the limo was stopping.

  She didn’t remember how they got from the car to the elevator, all she knew was that once inside, Theo drew the spaghetti strap of her dress down and exposed her left breast, catching the nipple in his mouth and sucking on it. She gasped at the feeling and felt her legs quiver. She tentatively slid her hand down to his groin, the feel of his thick heavy cock huge against her hand, the hot length of it thrilling her. Theo moaned at her touch and smiled down at her.

  ‘It will be inside you very, very soon, Jessica.’ His hand, stroking her already wet panties, slipped inside the cotton and his fingers started to rub her clit, slide along her cleft to her sex. He slid two fingers into her, moving them in and out of her. Jess’s head was swimming now and she barely heard the elevator stop. Theo swung her up into his arms and kissed her as he carried to her towards what she supposed was his bedroom. He set her on her feet and true to his word, he unhooked the dress from her shoulders and let it slither to the floor. He dropped to his knees, burying his face in her soft belly and she felt his tongue circle and dipped into her navel, his lips against her skin. God, she wanted him so badly, she tugged at him and he laughed at her impatience, sweeping her onto the bed. He stroked her face tenderly.

  ‘Okay, but this is the last time you get to set the rules, my Jess.’ She heard him unzip his fly, heard the condom snap on then he was pushing her legs apart and he plunged his huge cock into her. Jess almost screamed with pleasure as he fucked her harder and harder, her legs curling around him as she rode him. He pinned her hands above her head, his hips grinding into hers so roughly she felt pain but she didn’t care, she wanted to take all of him in, feeling him pounding her into otherworldly pleasure. She came again and again, but he kept on, his massive cock driving into her deeper and deeper until she was crying with pleasure. She felt him come, finally, his amazing body jerking and shuddering with the force of his climax. He stayed inside her as he shivered to a stop and then kissed her so passionately it made her head swim.

  ‘Jessie, Jessie, Jessie…’ The way he spoke her name, a name no-one else called her, was so intimate, so tender, she wanted to cry. He buried his face in her full breasts, breathing her in, catching his own breath. She cradled his head for a moment then as he shifted so he could look at her, she placed her palms flat against his immense, hard chest, marvelling at the feel of his solid body. His face had softened from the sharp angles of his arousal now and he smiled down at her.

  ‘Well, hello.’

  She chuckled. ‘Hello,’ she suddenly felt shy, ridiculously, incongruously. Theo brushed her lips with his.

  ‘Jessica…I wanted you from the minute I saw you in that hallway. This morning I had a wicked hangover and a speech to give. I didn’t expect to find a goddess.’

  She blushed furiously at his words and suddenly felt vulnerable. Was he giving her a line? Why bother now he’d already had her?

  Theo was studying her expression and he stroked her face with his big thumbs. ‘No bullshit, I swear. But I did, I had to have you.’

  He touched the pad of his thumb to her bottom lip then drew it down the centre of her body. Her belly quivered as he splayed his big hand across it. Jess couldn’t look away from his gaze and she reached up tentatively to brush her fingers along the dark circles under his eyes. He smiled as she did.

  ‘Hard night, last night, ‘ he explained. ‘If I’d known, I’d have gotten more rest so I was ready…’

  ‘Ready for what?’ Her heart was beating fast, her voice barely a whisper. Theo Storm kissed her again, a deep throaty chuckle rumbling through his body.

  ‘To fuck you all night long, beautiful Jess, all…night…long…’

  Jess woke in the middle of the night, thirsty. Beside her, Theo slept, his handsome face relaxed and sleeping, he looked much younger, almost boyish. He was on his side, facing her, his hand splayed across her belly protectively, his lips pressed against her shoulder. Wow, Jess mouthed to herself, grinning. She couldn’t really believe what had happened in just a few hours. Feeling her throat protest, she slid carefully from under his grip and out of bed.

  The night was cool on her skin and she shivered. Snagging his shirt from the floor, she wrapped it around her body: it was so big it fell almost to her knees and wrapped around her petite body nearly twice. She grinned, burying her face in the fabric to catch his scent: fresh and woodsy, clean linen. She padded into the kitchen and grabbed a glass from the sink, rinsing it and filling it with water. She drank an entire glass then refilled it, wandering out into the living room. Three walls were made entirely of glass and now she wandered over and looked down to the streets below, leaning her hot forehead against the cool glass.

  Theo had kept his word and had thoroughly and expertly fucked her until she was exhausted, his complete domination over her body making her limbs liquefy and her senses explode.

  Now, here in the silence of the night, Jess wondered how she’d gotten here – how his sheer machismo and dangerous charm had overcome the rules she had set up for herself – don’t let anyone get too close.

  She reasoned that sex wasn’t the same as emotional closeness but then again…something told her Theo wasn’t one of those hit-and-run guys.

  ‘You should always be lit by the moonlight.’

  She turned at the sound of his voice and grinned at him. He was leaning against the doorway, the way he had earlier, watching her. He smiled as she chuckled, and went to her. He slid his arms around as she smiled up at him.

  ‘That was so cheesy,’ she murmured and he laughed, kissing her. He pulled the shirt open to reveal her body and she watched him as he admired the full breasts, the slight outward curve of her belly. He touched his fingertips to her cheek and she leaned into his touch, her gaze locked with his. He bent his head and kissed her slowly, taking the glass from her hand, and pulling the shirt from her body. Lifting her up, he pressed her back against the cold glass and she gasped at the icy feel against her skin. She could feel his cock, so ram-rod hard it nudged against her sex and she moaned with longing, the honey flowing from her to cover his shaft.

  His expression was so fierce, so focused on her that she felt a thrill of adrenalin spike through her. No-one had looked at her like that before, as if he wanted to own her, worship her. She wrapped her legs around his back as he supported her with his big hands, pressing her hard into the glass as he thrust into her. His immense strength made her feel as if she would rip in two as he drove relentlessly into her, his mouth grinding down onto her lips hungrily. He was so strong he could hold her up with one arm, the free hand tangling in her dark hair, bunching it in his fist, holding her head still.

  ‘Jessica….say my name…’

  She gasped it out, barely able to catch her breath. ‘Theo…’

  ‘Again.’

  ‘Theo…’

  He rammed his cock so deep into her that she screamed his name out again and again. Bright lights exploded in her vision as she came but he was unrelenting and Jess felt as if she were going to pass out. By the time he lowered her, gasping for air, to the floor she felt as high as if she’d mainlined heroin. Theo stretched beside her, head propped up on his elbow, watching the rise and fall of her breasts as she caught her breath, his hand stroking lazily over her belly. Eventually, she grinned up at him and he bent his head to kiss her. She stroked the hard lines of his cheekbones. His eyes were soft and, looking into them, she felt as if she’d known him forever. He smiled, seeming to read her mind.

  ‘Jessica Wood,’ he spoke softly - she thrilled at the melodic low growl of his voice, ‘You are the best reason to stay awake all night long. I’d like to see you again…show you more of my world, learn about yours. ‘ He bent his lips to hers and then locked his gaze onto hers
. ‘I want to teach you about a world of pleasure you’ve never even dreamed of.’

  Her breath caught in her throat and a thrill of fear and pleasure mingled in her senses. His eyes were dark, dangerous, the sharp angles of his face even more defined by the darkness, the moonlight. He kissed her throat, took each nipple into his mouth in turn and teased them until they were so hard they throbbed with pain. He pressed his lips against her belly then looked up at her.

  ‘A preview. I promised you I was going to taste every inch of your skin. I‘m going to fuck you hard, Jessica Wood, so fucking hard. My tongue is going to go deep inside you, and you’re going to scream my name, beg me to fuck you. Are you on birth control, Jessica?’

  Breathless, she nodded. He smiled. ‘Good. Because I want to feel your sweet cunt on my cock, Jessie, flesh on flesh. I want to fill you with my cum.’

  His words were making her so wet she could barely speak but she managed to gasp out ‘I want to suck you.’

  Theo grinned and flipped her so she straddled him. She moved down his glorious body, kissing his hard chest, the rippling stomach, taking his cock, so rigid and huge in her small hand, gliding her lips over the wide crest of it, feeling his body tense as she began to draw on it, her tongue teasing the tip. She could taste the sweet, clean skin, the saltiness of his pre-cum. She felt him tangle his fingers in her hair, the pads of his thumbs massaging her scalp. She dug her fingernails into the skin of his hips, heard his sharp intake of breath, his low, triumphant ‘Yes!’. His hips began to shudder as he neared his peak, and Jess felt his cock grow harder and then pulse as he shot into her mouth over and over.

  Just as quickly he moved her onto her back and pushed her legs apart, his mouth hungrily clamping onto her sex, his tongue lashing around her clit, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud, the folds of her labia swelling and pulsing with arousal. She reached for his head but he grabbed her hands and held them at her sides. His tongue swept along her cleft and delved deeply into her and she nearly screamed at the feel of it. Her entire skin vibrated with ecstasy, almost unbearable pleasure and when she came, she let herself go, forgot everything else but his touch, his mouth on her. She had no time to recover before he plunged his cock into her again, roughly pressing her legs further apart, making her hips ache. He kissed her and she wrapped her arms around his neck, never wanting to let go, never ever ever…

  The sun was streaming through the bedroom windows when she opened her eyes. She glanced over to the clock on the nightstand. Eleven-thirty. Shit. She bolted upright then remembered – it was Saturday. She heard a commotion from the kitchen and got up, snagging Theo’s shirt again. She padded through the apartment, following the scent of food.

  Bare-chested and wearing some grey jogging pants, Theo had his back turned to her as he flipped pancakes onto a plate and she slid her arms around his back. He started a little, then pushed the frying pan to the back of the stove and turned the gas off.

  ‘Hey! You’re up.’ He turned in her arms and kissed her, obviously delighted at seeing her. ‘I missed you. How did you sleep?’

  She pressed her mouth against his. ‘Wonderfully, thank you.’

  It was true: first the first time in months, maybe even a couple of years, she had actually slept right through. Usually, she woke every half-hour or so, listening for any noises, any intruder. Jules was to thank for that: for the night he’d broken into her apartment and beaten her so badly, he’d broken her ribs.

  But last night, wrapped in Theo’s big arms, she had felt safe. She knew it was ridiculous but she felt she had known him forever, not just the few hours she had. She smiled up at him now and he smoothed the hair away from her face.

  ‘Good.’ He bent his head to kiss her slowly, deeply and she sighed, her body relaxing into his. ‘Mmmm. I made you breakfast, but now I’m thinking I should maybe help you work up an appetite.’

  Her smile widened, and she arched an eyebrow at him. ‘And how will you do that, sir?’

  He laughed, cocking his eyebrow up. ‘I can tell you but I’d rather just show you.’

  She kissed him. ‘What did you mean last night….a new world of pleasure?’

  He smiled. ‘Forgive my assumption but something tells me you’ve never been made love to the way a beautiful, exciting woman like you should be. Am I wrong?’

  She smiled slightly. ‘Until last night.’

  He chuckled, kissing her to thank her for the compliment. His lips moved to her ear. ‘That was nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you, my beautiful Jess.’

  Sharp spikes of pleasure jagged through her at his words, her breath catching in her throat as she gazed up at him, into those gorgeous green eyes. She touched his face gently, noticing the strong jaw, the aquiline nose, the dark, thick eyelashes. His expression, she realised, could look so hard, almost dangerous but when he looked at her…

  Theo slid his arms under her and lifted her onto the counter, his lips seeking hers. Jess wrapped her legs around his waist as he slid the shirt from her shoulders. Reaching down, she cupped the hard length of his cock through the jogging pants – Christ, he was so big, and under her touch, growing bigger and harder every moment. He grinned at her, a lazy, love-drunk look in his eyes as she slipped her hands inside his pants and freed his cock, her hands working up and down it. Theo nipped her earlobe with his teeth.

  ‘Lay back for me, beautiful…’

  She did as he asked and felt him push her legs apart, his big fingers spread the lips of her sex, tease her with the tip of his cock. Theo pressed his lips against her belly, his tongue tracing circles around her navel, making her moan with pleasure. She heard his low chuckle.

  ‘Sensitive belly, huh?’

  She nodded, too lost in desire to speak. Theo buried his face in her belly again, just briefly, before pushing her legs open as wide they would go. He slid his cock into her slowly – too slowly – grinning as she gasped with anticipation. He pushed himself into her until their hips ground together and as he began to thrust, he kissed her.

  ‘I love your belly,’ he told her, ‘it’s the softest, most sensual, most fuckable belly in the world.’

  His thumb stroked her belly then dipped into the hollow of her navel and began to mimic the thrust of his cock, finger-fucking her belly-button. Jess groaned at the sweet pain of his thumb pressing into her flesh and Theo smiled triumphant.

  ‘That’s it, Jessie, let go now…let yourself go…’

  He was fucking her so hard, it shook a glass from the counter but neither of them paid any heed to the glass shattering on the floor. Theo groaned as he neared his peak, burying his face in her neck.

  ‘I’m going to come on that beautiful belly of yours,’ he whispered and she moaned so beautifully he laughed aloud. ‘You like that, don’t you?’

  She nodded and then her body tensed and jerked with her orgasm. Theo pulled out and came, shooting thick streams of cum onto her belly, groaning with his own climax. Not letting her catch her breath – he was getting good at that – he swept her from the counter and carried her back into the bedroom. He lay her on her stomach and covered her body with his. He took her buttocks in his hands, parting them gently. Jess was gasping, shaking, still trying to catch her breath when he whispered in her ear, his voice a sensual purr.

  ‘May I?’

  Breathless, she nodded then moaned as he slowly pushed into her ass. Pain shot through her but unexpected pleasure, a new kind of thrill. Theo moved, slowly, expertly as yet another orgasm shivered through her body and finally he came too, collapsing down on top of her, panting, his body weight heavy on her.

  ‘God, I could fuck you forever, Jessie,’ he murmured into her ear and deftly flipped her onto her back so he could look at her. Her skin was flushed pink, her dark hair matted to her skin with sweat. Theo looked down at her. ‘Are you in this with me, Jessie?’

  Staring up into his eyes, Jessica Wood could do nothing but nod. Yes. Yes. Yes.

  Much later, famished, they ate the cold pancak
es and took a long, hot shower together. Jess bunched up her underwear and stuffed it in her bag, slipping her dress back on. Theo, dressing, watched her amused. ‘So I’m supposed to think about anything else but the fact you’re naked under there?’

  She grinned and flashed him, making him laugh and reach for her. She skipped out of his way and darted into the living room, giggling. Theo with his pants halfway up his legs stumbled after her, arms outstretched, moaning like a zombie. He caught her and tumbled with her onto the sofa. Jess was laughing uncontrollably, the tears pouring down her face, and he kissed them away.

  Jess caught her breath. ‘You are a CEO, Mr Storm, such behaviour is frowned upon.’ Theo grinned, his hands sliding under her dress and she smacked them away playfully. ‘And you are insatiable.’

  A cell-phone started squawking from the bedroom, and reluctantly, they both got up to check.

  ‘Mine,’ said Jess and Theo watched as her lovely face clouded as she noted who was calling. She glanced at him apologetically. ‘I have to take this, it’s family.’

  Theo nodded. ‘Of course.’ He left the bedroom to her to give her privacy. Whoever it was on the phone – she didn’t really want to talk to them, he guessed. The stricken look on her face when she’d registered who was calling…hell, if anyone dared upset his girl…

  Wow. His girl. Theo went into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. Really, man, your girl? This fast? Theo clenched his jaw, trying to think straight. She had completely enraptured him; all of his focus in the last – he checked his watch – eighteen hours had been on her and now, yeah, he couldn’t imagine his life without her.

  And yet, he knew next to nothing about her except she worked or studied at the college and that she was, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman he’d ever laid his eyes on. That soft honey-colored skin, those deep, deep brown eyes, that full, blush-pink mouth, her low throaty voice…damn…