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"Don't you, though?" he says, yanking my dress up until the material is bunched around my thighs. He pushes his hands between my thighs and squeezes my naked flesh. "No panties and wet as a dream. Just like I thought. You've been a bad girl, Emma."

"I have?" I whisper.

Some instinct makes me arch my back and push my breasts toward his face.

My entire body feels like a plucked string of a guitar. I'm vibrating from head to toe. I'm hungry for the music only he can whisper against my ear.

"If you're going to act like a cheap slut, I'm going to treat you like one," he says, abruptly stepping away from me.

There's ownership in his eyes. I never thought it would feel so good to belong to a man like this.

"Get on your knees now, princess," he says. "I'm going to teach you how to take care of a man."

When I stare at him with wide eyes, he grabs my hair and pushes me down until I fall to my knees. I stare up at him with parted lips.

My body trembles with need.

The sight of this powerful billionaire towering over me while unbuckling his belt makes warmth rush to my core. It's uncomfortably hot between my thighs.

He jerks his big cock out of its confines and fists it.

"Those juicy red lips were made to take a man's cock," he says. "I should be thanking my lucky stars that you're here willingly. Because it was only a matter of time before I creeped into your bedroom while you were asleep just to see what these pouty lips would feel like sucking on my cock."

He pushes his thumb into my mouth.

Some instinct kicks into place. I suck on his thumb, licking it like it's made of sweet candy.

"Fuck, princess," he says. "I had a feeling you would be a natural. This is going to be your full-time job now. You're going to be sucking me off underneath boardroom tables. You're going to be bouncing on my cock while I attend international calls. You're going to be my sweet girl, aren't you?"

I can't speak, but I blink up at him, telling him I'll be anything he wants me to be.

"I can't take it anymore," he says, replacing his thumb with the head of his cock. He nudges it against my mouth, forcing me to open wider for him. He tastes like salt water and musk. It's an addicting combination.

I moan as he pushes himself inside my mouth.

"I should feel guilty about the things I'm doing to you, but you were asking for it," he says. "Shaking those ripe tits in my face and walking around with that wet pussy. You wanted to corrupt my thoughts with that cherry lip gloss, didn't you? You wanted to make sure I wouldn't be able to resist you."

He fucks me with shallow thrusts of his hips. The way he dominates me should be degrading, but I can't get enough of it.

"Such a sweet, young thing," he says. "You can barely fit my cock in your mouth, but you still do your best for me, don't you? I might just have to reward you."

He yanks down the top of my dress, making my tits pop free. His gaze turns lustful as he watches my breasts bounce with the force of his thrusts.

He becomes more feral now, going deeper and deeper with every thrust. He's still only halfway inside.

The rapture on his face makes me want to give him more pleasure. I want to make him feel like a god. I swallow, taking him deeper inside my mouth, letting him choke me as I look up at him.

"Fuck, you're going to be the death of me, princess," he says, thrusting twice before pulling out to let me breathe. "You shouldn't be this good at sucking cock."

He pushes his shoe between my parted thighs.

"Go ahead, my little slut," he says. "Rub your little clit on my shoe. I know you're horny for it."

I ride his shoe as he pushes his cock back inside my mouth. He grabs my hair and makes me take more of him. I feel him starting to come undone at the seams. He thrusts even harder, pushing my limits, but never more than I can take.

"My perfect little princess," he says. "Swirl your tongue around my tip now. Suck it like it's a lollipop that's made just for you. Wrap those candy lips around me and suck off the cock you made so hard."

His slow thrusts and deep groans have me spiraling. I buck my hips against his shoe, squeezing my eyes shut as fireworks explode inside me.