BWWM: Bad Boy Billionaires Box Set (A Bad Boy BWWM Billionaire Collection)

by Jameson, Jasmine

  I glanced over at Trevor and he had become fully aroused as we watched the man suck on the woman’s nipples and toy with her body jewelry. Trevor adjusted himself. He was so hard it looked like his cock was going tear out of his pants. The fact that he was so turned on titillated me. I closed my eyes as he caressed the small of my back. I felt totally out of my element. I was too embarrassed to watch any more, but I could hear the sound of the woman’s moans over the music. The sound of sex made me wet even though I didn’t want it to. Trevor grabbed my hand and slid it up his thigh, before wrapping my fingers around his cock. I felt his breathing change as he guided my hand up and down. I couldn’t believe I was giving my boyfriend a handjob while we were watching a sex show in a BDSM dungeon. Trevor leaned in and kissed me, as he continued stroking himself with my hand. My heart raced as I felt a combination of excitement and humiliation. Trevor used his free hand to rub my clit through my shorts. I glanced up and saw the man kneel before the woman on the cross and pleasure her with his tongue. I felt Trevor throb as he continued to watch. Trevor grunted as the woman climaxed. He sounded like he was about to explode. He let out a ragged breath as he began to rub me harder and faster. “I want you to come Giavanna.” He leaned in and grunted in my ear. The sound of his voice took me over the edge immediately. I gasped quietly as I climaxed on Trevor’s command. Trevor wrapped my fingers more tightly around his cock and his hips bucked as he continued rubbing himself with my hand. He let out a guttural groan, as his body went rigid and he exploded inside of his pants. My head was spinning. We had just gotten off in front of a group of strangers, who had just gotten off in front of us. I felt like I needed a shower.

  I was lost in thought on the way home. I felt distraught and confused. I was so turned on, watching Trevor get aroused by the sex show, but for some reason I felt guilty about it. Trevor looked relaxed and satisfied despite the fact that his cock was trapped inside a pair of tight wet leather pants. “Trevor is that a regular thing for you? Do you go to sex shows often?”

  Trevor gave me a condescending look. “That wasn’t a sex show Giavanna. That was a scene party. And yes I’ve been to both sex shows and scene parties.”

  “Oh, do you do it a lot?”

  “Not often enough.”

  “Oh.” I was surprised by Trevor’s level of kinkiness.

  “Did you enjoy yourself tonight?”

  “Sort of. Did you?”

  “Yeah, I had a blast. Thank you.” Trevor kissed me on the cheek. Although I was starting to think that Trevor’s lifestyle may be too fast for me I was pleased that I made him happy.

  “The pleasure is mine Trevor.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah, I really like making you happy.” I nuzzled closer to him in the back seat of the Maybach. We rode in silence for the rest of the ride. We practically raced to the shower as soon as we walked in the door. We got cleaned up quickly. I was feeling needy and vulnerable. I couldn’t wait to snuggle under the covers with Trevor. I needed him to hold me. I was overwhelmed, and my mind had a lot to process. I was excited to get back in the studio and start shooting interviews. When I was on-air was when I felt the most at home. I was eager to get back into my element. I decided that I was no longer upset about the fact that Trevor and I rarely went out. I was more comfortable when I was in front of the camera working, instead of out on the town pushing my sexual limits. I fell asleep thinking about how, despite the ups and downs with Trevor, I was so lucky to finally have my dream career.

  Chapter 8

  TRUE TO FORM, it had been weeks since Trevor and I had gone out. Deep inside I was just as big of a workaholic as Trevor was. Part of me appreciated how his busy schedule allowed me to focus on my own career, but I was excited to go out tonight. The night of the Spring Fundraiser had arrived. We had been looking forward to it for months. It was one of the biggest music industry charity functions of the year. Dinner was over three hundred dollars a plate, and all proceeds went to funding music education programs in inner city schools. It was the most exclusive of black tie events and everyone who was anyone in the music industry was going to be there. Trevor told me to surprise him with what I was wearing tonight but he hinted that he wanted me to wear some of the new lingerie he bought me. I was honored to be on Trevor’s arm tonight, so I put on the black-and-white lace thong he had just given me last week. It reminded me of something a sexy French maid would wear. I went braless under a black form-fitting floor-length dress with a keyhole cutout that exposed my cleavage. There was also a slit on the side of the dress that came up to the middle of my thigh. I really enjoyed the wardrobe that Trevor provided for me. It made me feel both sexy and sophisticated. I put on the diamond collar he gave me. It looked great with my dress, and tonight I was proud to wear it. I was delighted to show that I belonged to Trevor Dunaway — one of the most influential men in the music business. I slipped on a pair of silver heels, grabbed my purse and headed downstairs. Trevor was waiting for me at the door. He was dressed in a sharp black suit with a white shirt and a skinny black tie. He looked smashing.

  “Ready!” I kissed Trevor on the cheek.

  “You look stunning.” Trevor’s gaze lingered.

  “Thanks.” I blushed.

  Reggie opened the door for us and we climbed into the Maybach. “I think you are going to have a good time tonight Giavanna. You’ll meet a lot of really important people. And you’ll get to see me at the podium. They asked me to make a little speech, since I’m one of the top donors to the organization.”

  “Oooh, I’m honored that I get to be with one of the most important men in the room tonight.”

  “I’m equally honored to be with the most beautiful girl in all of California tonight.” I was starting to like the billionaire side of Trevor more than his provocative artist side. I was happy that we were going to an upscale event instead of an underground club. Trevor put his arm around me and pulled me in close. The heat from his body made me feel warm and giddy. “I just don’t know how I’m going to keep my hands off of you tonight. It’s going to be torture.” I was surprised by how much the desire in Trevor’s voice aroused me. I nuzzled closer to him. He began slowly kissing my neck as his hand found the slit in my dress. He ran his fingers up my leg and to my inner thigh. My heart raced with anticipation. I licked my lips and my heart skipped a beat. I wanted to feel the warmth of Trevor’s tongue in my mouth so badly. He softly ran the back of his hand against the crotch of my panties. I stifled a moan, as I did not want his driver to hear us. Trevor ran his tongue up my neck and whispered in my ear, “Kiss me Giavanna.” His voice was low and husky. It turned me on. I eagerly complied with his request. He moaned as I pressed my lips against his. He assertively pushed his tongue into my mouth and I welcomed it. He pulled me into his lap and I straddled him as he kissed me more passionately. I could feel his hardness swell beneath me. I couldn’t believe we were being so intimate with his driver just in the front seat but I couldn’t help myself. He grabbed my hips and rubbed his bulge against me. His excitement made me quiver. He spread his legs as I pressed my breasts against the broadness of his chest. I gasped as he squeezed my ass with both hands. I bit his bottom lip as he continued to rub his hardness against my clit. I was so wet for him. I cried out his name. “Shhh… now Giavanna I’m going to get you off but I need you to be quiet. I don’t want Reggie to hear you. Do you understand?”

  “Yes Trevor.” I whimpered and nodded my head. He slid one of his hands up my skirt and pressed his fingers into my thigh. He pushed my panties to the side and lightly grazed my slick opening with his fingertips. I clenched my teeth to stop from making any noise.

  “You’re so wet for me. I like that,” Trevor murmured. He stroked my clit with feather-light touches that made my hair stand on end. My whole body was trembling with anticipation. I squirmed against him. He began to apply more pressure to my clit as he rubbed his fingers against me. I dug my nails into his back as I felt the tension start to mount within me. I bit down on my
bottom lip to keep from moaning. He slid his finger inside me as he stroked my clit more quickly. His touch was about to take me over the edge. “Come for me Giavanna,” he moaned softly in my ear. A wave of intense pleasure overtook me and I climaxed on command. My orgasm took my breath away. Trevor covered my face with soft kisses as I came down. “Good girl.” He stroked my hair. We gazed into each other’s eyes in silence for a moment before Trevor flashed me a devious smirk. “Now it’s my turn to get off.” He grunted assertively as he grabbed my hand and placed it on his throbbing cock. His hardness felt good in my hand. I unzipped his pants and slowly caressed him. I enjoyed the way the warm softness of his flesh felt against my palm. His cock was moist with pre-come. I pleasured him with slow, firm strokes before I slid down the length of his body and kneeled before him. He rubbed my shoulders as I circled the head of his cock with my tongue while continuing to stroke him. I made eye contact with him as I took him in my mouth inch by inch and he throbbed against my tongue. I ran my mouth down his entire length as I squeezed his thighs. His hips bucked with excitement. I slid my mouth up and down faster and harder. “Fuck, I’m going to come,” Trevor grunted under his breath. Trevor’s warm explosion hit the back of my throat before he could finish his sentence. I swallowed hard and enthusiastically licked up every drop as he came down. I glanced at his pants. Not a trace of evidence had gotten on his suit. I was proud of myself. “Oh you’re so good Giavanna.” He gazed down at me adoringly. I crawled onto the seat next to him and he leaned in and ran his tongue across my lips before pulling me into a deep and passionate kiss. “I love it when you taste like me.” He caressed my cheek. I smiled at him as my heart almost beat out of my chest. Trevor had me under a spell.

  I straightened my dress as we walked arm-in-arm into the event. A gauntlet of photographers and reporters lined the entryway. I squinted against flashes of light that were coming from cameras on either side of us. A reporter stopped Trevor and asked him to say a few words about the event and the organization that he was donating too. His response was polished and concise. I knew from my experience in journalism that it would make the perfect sound bite. The reporter caressed Trevor’s arm as she thanked him for his time. Trevor seemed unaffected but I cringed with jealousy. I hoped that the expression on my face wasn’t caught by any of the cameras. I felt a jolt of anxiety as I feared my picture being plastered on tomorrow morning’s tabloids with the headline ‘Trevor Dunaway’s Angry Girlfriend’ above my photo. I erased the thought from my head as I silently promised myself that I would enjoy tonight despite the fact that sometimes being on the inside of the velvet rope was more stressful than I anticipated.

  My jaw dropped as we entered the dining hall where the event was being held. I felt like I had walked into a palace. The high ceilings were hand-painted with an elaborate design, and there were several crystal chandeliers hanging throughout the hall. The floors were a highly polished peach-and-white marble. The room buzzed with excitement and friendly banter. I looked around and I recognized a lot of faces. Even though being a part of Trevor’s world was no longer new, I still got star struck on occasion at some of the events he took me to. Tonight was one of those occasions. I was surrounded by so many beautiful faces and larger-than-life personalities, it made my head spin. Although almost everyone in the room had at least some level of the alluring ‘it’ factor that separated the A-List from the rest of the world, Trevor had the strongest presence in the room. I felt like I was on the arm of royalty. Part of me felt proud but there was a piece of me deep inside that felt insecure and unworthy. I tried not to let my uneasiness show in my body language. I pulled my shoulders back and held my head high as Trevor led the way to our seats up front near the podium. We were the first ones that arrived at our table. Trevor pulled out a chair for me. It made my heart flutter. I felt so taken care of. He sat down next to me and leaned in close.

  “Giavanna, do you want to play a little game tonight?”

  “Hmmm… what kind of game?” My curiosity was piqued.

  “I want you to show me the panties you’re wearing without anyone else seeing. Regretfully, I didn’t get to see them in the car but they felt quite sexy.”

  “Trevor, are you asking me to flash you in public?” I looked at him out of the corner of my eye.

  “Not exactly. Flashing sounds trashy I just want to play a sexy game of peek-a-boo. These big functions have always bored me. I need some excitement tonight. Now show me your panties, Giavanna.” Trevor assertively squeezed my thigh. I took a deep breath before deciding whether or not I was going to comply. I ran my fingers over my diamond collar and thought about how good Trevor was to me. I figured I should at least be willing to have a little fun with him. I slowly adjusted my weight so that my knees were facing Trevor. I opened my legs a bit and lifted the flap of material that was by the slit in my dress hoping that this would provide a good enough view for him. Trevor looked down. I closed my legs and pulled my dress back down as soon as I was certain he had gotten the peak he had asked for.

  “Are you satisfied?”

  “No,” Trevor responded authoritatively. “I could barely see anything. And besides, now that I think about it, I want to know what they smell like.” Trevor had a devious glow in his eye. I sucked my teeth as I tried to hide the fact that I was intimidated by Trevor’s request. I shouldn’t have been surprised but I couldn’t believe Trevor was asking me to be so naughty at such a sophisticated function. I was titillated and humiliated at the same time.

  “Are you going to crawl between my legs under the table and smell me?” I raised my eyebrow.

  “No. Wrong again. I want you to be a good girl and take your panties off for me.”

  “Are you serious?”

  “Do I look like I’m joking?”

  I held Trevor’s gaze in silence. I felt my nostrils flair with embarrassment and excitement. “Fine, I’ll be right back. Where’s the ladies’ room?”

  “Why do you need the ladies’ room?”

  “To take off my panties like you asked me to,” I said in a hushed tone as I rolled my eyes.

  Trevor gently grabbed my wrist to keep me from getting up. “No. I want you to take them off right here, right now.”

  My face flushed as I looked around the room. The dining hall was becoming more crowded. There was no way I was stripping in front of all of these people. “Trevor, no way.” I shook my head.

  “Giavanna, you don’t want me to punish you tonight do you?”

  “No.” As much as it turned me on sometimes, I was growing weary of Trevor’s discipline sessions.

  “And you want to make me happy don’t you?”

  “Yes, absolutely,” I responded demurely as I gazed at him through lowered lashes.

  “Well then be a good girl and do as I ask. Take off your panties right here and hand them to me. If you do this for me then no more games for the night and no discipline. Does that sound good?”

  “Yes, that sounds great.” I hesitantly swung my legs around so that they were under the table. I placed a linen napkin in my lap before pulling my dress up over the knee , lifting my bottom and slowly sliding my panties down my legs until they were around my ankles. I reached under the table and stepped out of them before balling them into a tight little ball that fit in the palm of my hand. I discretely placed my balled up thong in Trevor’s lap under the table cloth and he took it in his hand. He placed my panties to his nose and inhaled before slipping them into his pants pocket. His eyes glowed with a dark desire. I could tell he loved exerting such power and control over me.

  “Nicely done.” He reached over and squeezed my thigh just as two older gentlemen approached him from behind. One tapped him on his shoulder.

  “Mr. Dunaway, thank you for being here. I don’t know if you remember me but we met at the charity auction last fall. I’m Jared Wesson and this is Marvin Somerfield.” He gestured to the gentleman next to him. Trevor stood and shook both their hands. I rose to my feet and quietly stood next to h
im. Neither of the gentlemen looked at me.

  “What can I do for you gentlemen?”

  “We’re both on the board here so we wanted to welcome you and thank you for all of your generosity over the years.” Jared’s eyes twinkled with faux charm. I could tell he was about to ask Trevor for a favor.

  “Well you’re most certainly welcome.” Trevor glowed with pride. He never grew tired of being rich and powerful.

  Jared smiled. “I don’t want to take too much of your time but we’d like to talk to you about a new for-profit business venture. We’re giving all of our top donors to this organization the first look at a new online music distribution company that we are launching next year.”

  “We would love to have your name behind it,” Marvin interjected.

  “And I’m confident that getting involved in this project would be good for your bottom line,” Jared continued.

  “Exactly,” Marvin piped in. “And this would give you the opportunity to spread the joy of music to more people while still making a profit.”

  “Sounds interesting. I would like to know more.” Trevor leaned in.

  “We have some people who would be happy to speak more to you about the project if you’re really interested.” Jared gestured across the room at a group of impeccably-dressed men. They looked like businessmen or record label executives. I could tell they weren’t creative artists. I was starting to feel small and insignificant. I wished I hadn’t attended tonight. I was at home with the arts but I was out of my league when it came to business. Now I was actually starting to wish we were at one of Trevor’s underground rock star parties with all of his eccentric artsy friends.

  Trevor turned to me. “Giavanna, wait right here babe. I’ll be back in a few. I need to talk to some people about some stuff. Are you going to be alright here?” I nodded even though I didn’t want him to leave my side. He kissed me lightly on the cheek before pushing my panties deeper into his pocket and walking away with Jared and Marvin.