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Story: Hello Billionaire
I leaned back against the tub, resting my head on the pillow hanging on the edge. Closing my eyes, I brought the toy to my slit, running it over my folds before swirling it around my sensitive spot and letting out a moan. Fuck, it felt good just to savor this moment.
The image of Gage, inches away from me, came to mind. I imagined how he would tower over me, how he’d slide his fingertips up my thigh, tease me through my underwear before tugging them aside.
He’d smirk when he saw how wet I was, unsurprised by my reaction to him.
“Gage,” I breathed. His name came so naturally to my lips.
I sank beneath the surface, holding my breath and closing my eyes. Under the water, it was completely silent, sans the steady beat of my heart and the sound of my vibrator. With all other sensations blocked out, the feel of the vibrations became that much more intense.
I writhed my hips, imagined Gage sliding a thick finger inside me. Two. Stretching me in preparation for his girth.
The thought of his penis had me drawing my head above water and gasping for air.
And that’s when I saw Gage Griffen standing in the doorway.
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Gage
I came back to the room to look at it again, revel in the work Farrah had done, but I found something else entirely.
Fuck me.
Farrah was a goddamn vision in the water, her cheeks pink, nipples hard and full of color. I imagined what those hard buds would taste like in my mouth. She had a smattering of hair over her pussy, and her brown curly hair flared around her in the tub. This is how she’s meant to be—natural and sexy as fuck.
She writhed under the water, and my jaw went slack. As good as she was making herself feel right now, I wanted to make her feel even better. But I couldn’t lay a hand on her. Not until we came to an agreement about what it would mean—or rather, wouldn’t mean.
The water broke as she came up, water pouring down her face and chest in rivulets, and she gasped my name, moaning.
She was touching herself.
Thinking about me.
My cock went from hard to stony, straining against my slacks, and it was all I could do not to get it out and fuck her like I’ve been dreaming about ever since she walked into my office for that interview.
Instead, I gripped the door frame, knowing if I didn’t hold myself back, I’d do exactly that.
Her eyes widened, full of shock. She scrambled, looking for a towel, but it was all the way on the rack, and I wasn’t moving.
“Keep going,” I ordered, holding on to the door frame for dear life.
“Bu-but...”
I shook my head, my gaze narrowing in on her. Those lips. “Make yourself feel good. You’ve earned it.”
Her eyes were wide and nervous, shy, darting from me to the towel. But then she slid her hand back down, moving her toy to her sensitive spot. Her gaze drifted away from mine, but I said, “Look at me, Farrah.”
Her lips parted and her hips jerked, making water splash against the sides of the tub.
“That’s right,” I said, my erection clearly visible, but I didn’t move to relieve myself. Not with her just starting. “Touch your tits.”
She reached up, tweaking a full nipple. Her moan had her eyes rolling back.
“Eyes. On. Me,” I ordered. I knew I’d be playing this moment over in my head every night, and I wanted to know I turned her on as much as I could without even lifting a finger.
Her brown eyes collided with mine, her jaw clenched as she spun faster circles around her clit and then rhythmically pinched her other nipple.
“You’re so fucking hot,” I breathed, clenching the trim harder than ever. “Those full tits, your curves... the way your eyes lock on me as you touch yourself.”
The image of Gage, inches away from me, came to mind. I imagined how he would tower over me, how he’d slide his fingertips up my thigh, tease me through my underwear before tugging them aside.
He’d smirk when he saw how wet I was, unsurprised by my reaction to him.
“Gage,” I breathed. His name came so naturally to my lips.
I sank beneath the surface, holding my breath and closing my eyes. Under the water, it was completely silent, sans the steady beat of my heart and the sound of my vibrator. With all other sensations blocked out, the feel of the vibrations became that much more intense.
I writhed my hips, imagined Gage sliding a thick finger inside me. Two. Stretching me in preparation for his girth.
The thought of his penis had me drawing my head above water and gasping for air.
And that’s when I saw Gage Griffen standing in the doorway.
19
Gage
I came back to the room to look at it again, revel in the work Farrah had done, but I found something else entirely.
Fuck me.
Farrah was a goddamn vision in the water, her cheeks pink, nipples hard and full of color. I imagined what those hard buds would taste like in my mouth. She had a smattering of hair over her pussy, and her brown curly hair flared around her in the tub. This is how she’s meant to be—natural and sexy as fuck.
She writhed under the water, and my jaw went slack. As good as she was making herself feel right now, I wanted to make her feel even better. But I couldn’t lay a hand on her. Not until we came to an agreement about what it would mean—or rather, wouldn’t mean.
The water broke as she came up, water pouring down her face and chest in rivulets, and she gasped my name, moaning.
She was touching herself.
Thinking about me.
My cock went from hard to stony, straining against my slacks, and it was all I could do not to get it out and fuck her like I’ve been dreaming about ever since she walked into my office for that interview.
Instead, I gripped the door frame, knowing if I didn’t hold myself back, I’d do exactly that.
Her eyes widened, full of shock. She scrambled, looking for a towel, but it was all the way on the rack, and I wasn’t moving.
“Keep going,” I ordered, holding on to the door frame for dear life.
“Bu-but...”
I shook my head, my gaze narrowing in on her. Those lips. “Make yourself feel good. You’ve earned it.”
Her eyes were wide and nervous, shy, darting from me to the towel. But then she slid her hand back down, moving her toy to her sensitive spot. Her gaze drifted away from mine, but I said, “Look at me, Farrah.”
Her lips parted and her hips jerked, making water splash against the sides of the tub.
“That’s right,” I said, my erection clearly visible, but I didn’t move to relieve myself. Not with her just starting. “Touch your tits.”
She reached up, tweaking a full nipple. Her moan had her eyes rolling back.
“Eyes. On. Me,” I ordered. I knew I’d be playing this moment over in my head every night, and I wanted to know I turned her on as much as I could without even lifting a finger.
Her brown eyes collided with mine, her jaw clenched as she spun faster circles around her clit and then rhythmically pinched her other nipple.
“You’re so fucking hot,” I breathed, clenching the trim harder than ever. “Those full tits, your curves... the way your eyes lock on me as you touch yourself.”
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