Page 22 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11

Thursday

"There you are." I wrapped my arms around Penny and kissed the back of her neck. I’d been looking all over the apartment for her. She’d wandered into the billiards room and was staring at the only picture I had hanging up in the whole apartment.

"When was this picture taken?"

"When I was in college." I kissed the back of her neck again.

"You look so happy."

"I'm happier now."

"I recognize Mason. Who are the other guys?"

I looked up at the picture. "They're my frat brothers." It was taken my senior year. A rare picture of me smiling. Mason, Matt, and Rob were in it, along with a few of my other friends.

"You were in a frat?"

Technically it was a final club. It was more prestigious than a frat, but no one ever knew what I was talking about when I mentioned final clubs. "Why do you seem so surprised?"

"I don't know. I usually consider frat guys to be immature. But maybe you were immature back in college."

"Hmm." I traced my lips down the back of her neck again. Her skin pebbled beneath my lips. "Is thinking about getting laid all the time immature?"

She laughed. "Yes."

"I was definitely immature then. And I guess I'm still immature. Because all I could think about all night was fucking you." All the naked pillow fight talk hadn’t helped the situation.

Her quick intake of breath made me even harder. I loved the way she reacted to my dirty words.

I pushed her forward slightly so that her hips were pressed against the pool table. "Are you good at pool, Penny?" My fingers dipped beneath the hem of her shirt, pushing it up the sides of her torso.

"I'm okay. I haven't really played that much."

Her throat made a weird noise when my hands fell from her waist.

She wanted me as desperately as I wanted her. But first…I had an idea. I placed the cue ball down on the table and racked up the other balls. "Show me what you got." I handed her a pool stick.

She stared at my hands instead, like she wanted them back on her. But she reluctantly grabbed the pool stick. "Am I stripes or solids?"

"Whichever you hit in first." I smiled at her. "And let's make things interesting." I leaned against the pool table. "Whenever one of us gets a ball in, we get to choose one thing for the other person to do."

"One thing for the other person to do?"

"Mhm. So if I get a ball in, I could say I wanted your lips around my cock." Because I really fucking did.

Her teeth sunk into her lip like she was starving for me.

Jesus. This is going to be fun. "You're up, Penny."

She bent low and arched her back. I loved that she was shy for everyone but me. My eyes fell to her ass.

She looked over her shoulder at me, catching me staring. She smiled and then hit the cue ball. It slammed into the rest of the balls, but none of them went in.

"That's a shame. I really wanted to see what you'd make me do.

" I grabbed another stick off the wall and lined up my shot.

"I'll be solids." I easily hit one in and turned toward her.

"Take off your shirt, Penny. And you might as well take off your bra too.

" I leaned over and sunk my next shot, which actually included two more balls. I raised my eyebrow at her.

She slowly peeled off her shirt and unhooked her bra. She dropped both items to the floor.

God, her tits were perfect.

"James, this isn't even fair."

Had I said it was going to be fair? I was really fucking good at pool.

And I wanted her naked in the middle of the table with her legs spread.

But I was curious about what she’d make me do too.

"How about a maximum of two balls in a row?

" I said as I tore my eyes off her breasts and back to her face. "Which means you're up."

She leaned down and my eyes went straight back to her tits. I wanted to lick every inch of her skin.

I forced myself to stand still. Because if I closed the distance between us, there was no way we’d finish the game. I’d left her an easy shot. The only thing she had to do was make sure she didn't hit the cue ball in.

Her back arched even more as she hit in her first striped ball.

Damn, I hadn’t realized how distracting she’d be.

She smiled and stood up. "I think you should take your shirt off too."

Is that all you got? I locked eyes with her, grabbed my shirt by the nape of the collar, and quickly pulled it off.

Her eyes drifted down my six pack. But then she abruptly turned around and lined up her next shot.

It was another easy one. The cueball had almost rolled in after her last shot though…

"And, Penny," I said and walked over to her. I put my hand on the arch of her back. "I forgot to mention, if you hit the cue ball in, that results in a punishment."

Her eyes locked with mine. "A punishment?"

I lowered my mouth to her shoulder. "But I happen to know you like being punished." I nipped at her shoulder blade. The taste of her skin was almost as distracting as the sight of her tits.

"James, stop trying to distract me."

My fingers fell from her back, but I stayed right next to her. I loved the way my gaze made her blush. Or maybe it was my touch that had her cheeks flushing. Or my words. Penny loved being punished. And I really fucking loved punishing her.

She hit her second shot. But I’d successfully distracted her enough that she hit it too hard in her excitement. The striped ball and the cue ball dropped into the pocket.

Fuck yes. I grabbed her waist and lifted her onto the edge of the pool table. "If you weren't pouting, I would have thought you had done that on purpose." I sunk my teeth into her earlobe. One taste and I couldn’t get enough.

She moaned and tilted her head to the side. I kissed down her neck and slowly traced kisses across her clavicle. My mouth stopped between her breasts. There was nothing better than burying my face between her tits.

I ran my fingers up the insides of her thighs, took one of her nipples in my mouth, and lightly tugged.

"James," she moaned. She tilted her hips, desperate for some friction.

Not yet, baby. This wasn’t a reward. This was a punishment.

She hadn’t earned my cock yet. I pushed down on her thighs, pressing her ass back down against the table.

My tongue swirled around her nipple and I squeezed her other breast. I’d never get over how perfectly they fit in my hands.

I mimicked the movement of my tongue with my fingers on her other nipple.

My free hand traced up her leg and along the top of her thigh.

Her skin pebbled under my touch. It wasn’t just her body that had me hard.

It was the way her body responded to me that I loved the most. Like she needed me.

I didn’t have to feel her thong to know that she was soaking wet right now.

I tugged harder on her nipple with my teeth.

"James, please," she panted.

I wondered if she realized what her punishment was yet. I had no plans to give her what she really wanted for a long time. I was just teasing her. Torturing her. Punishing her.

I lifted my head from her tits. "I want you," I said. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of her leggings.

"I want you too." She lifted her hips slightly, waiting for me to peel off her leggings.

She needed my hands, my tongue, my cock. Anything. But she hadn’t earned it yet.

"Then you'll have to play better than that." I let her waistband slap back against her skin.

She gaped at me.

I picked up my pool stick and easily hit another solid ball in. "Get on your knees, Penny."

She immediately slid off the pool table and got down on her knees.

Good girl. I slowly unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans as I walked over to her. I ran my thumb along her plump bottom lip. I wanted those lips wrapped around me. "Make me cum in your mouth."

She reached up and pulled my boxers down.

My erection sprung free. Take all of it, Penny.

She looked up at me as she wrapped her hand around my base. She looked shy. But I knew she wasn’t. Suck me off, my little slut.

She ran her tongue from my base to my tip and then locked eyes with me as she gently kissed my tip.

The vixen inside of her was coming out to play. I loved this side of her.

She wrapped her soft lips around me and slowly slid down my length.

I groaned. Just like that, baby.

She tightened her lips around me in response. And then she began to slide my cock in and out of her mouth, slowly at first, but then picking up speed. She reached up and gently cupped my balls in her hand.

I groaned again and buried my fingers in her hair. Normally this was where I’d start guiding her. Fucking her pretty little mouth. But I’d asked her to make me cum. I wanted her to do it without my guidance. Give me what I like.

She tightened her lips even more and did something I’d never felt before with her tongue.

"Fuck."

She bobbed her head up and down faster. And then she did that thing with her tongue again.

Jesus. Where had she been hiding that trick?

She paused at my tip, swirling her tongue around me.

"Don't stop, baby," I groaned. Don’t ever stop. I fisted my hand in her hair, but still resisted guiding her.

She quickened her pace and my tip hit the back of her throat.

I expected her to gag, but she didn’t.

Instead, she dropped her hand from my base, grabbed my ass, and pushed my cock all the way into the back of her tight throat.

Fucking hell, Penny. I felt that familiar pull in my stomach and began to pulse in her mouth.

Her mouth slid to the end of my cock just in time, letting my hot cum shoot into her mouth instead of directly down her throat.

Shot after shot into her mouth.

And she didn’t stop. She kept bobbing her head. Sucking every last drop from me like the greedy little slut she was.

I slowly pulled out of her mouth and zipped up my pants. "Maybe now I can focus," I said and turned back to the table.

"You're already winning," she said with a laugh.