Page 270 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 3

City of Sin - Chapter 42

Mason

I watched her look down at the kitchen table and then back up at me. She shook her head.

"There's something sexy about hard surfaces, don't you think? Most people like a little bit of give. But I like to fuck. Hard."

I smiled as I saw her glance down at the bulge in my pants. I pulled off my suit jacket and draped it across the back of the chair. I undid my tie and put it on top of my jacket.

"What are you doing?" Bee asked.

"We both know that you didn't invite me up here to talk." I unbuttoned my shirt as I walked over to her.

She stared at my six pack. She couldn't resist me. But she stayed plastered to the kitchen counter.

"You want this just as much as I do." I ran my hands up the sides of her thighs and over her hips. "No, more. Because you've never had a real man inside of you. After I'm done with you, you'll never be able to scream another man's name."

"I..."

"I won't tell anyone what kind of girl you are. Your secret is safe with me." I ran my hands up the silky fabric and tugged on the zipper.

"Mason?" The tremble in her voice made me smile.

"You know, the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else."

Her breathing was accelerating. Her face was flushed. She wanted this just as badly as me. Her dress fell off her shoulders. When I finished un-zippering it, the dress slid down even more, exposing her bra. I ran my hand down her back to her bra strap. Her skin was still cold from the frigid air outside.

"I thought eating lots of ice cream was the best fix," she said with a laugh and grabbed my arms. She kept her hands on my biceps, stopping me from going farther. But it seemed liked she just liked the feeling of my muscles underneath her palms. Because she had "fuck me" written all over her face.

"No, having lots of sex is the only way."

"Lots of sex?"

I moved my hands to the counter, but she kept her hands on me. I leaned in close so that our lips were only a few inches away. "Tons of sex."

She gulped.

"So what kind of stuff are you into? Because you are not as innocent as you're pretending to be."

"I don't..." She took a deep breath. "I'm not..."

"That kinky, huh? You like unspeakable things? You know, I'm still trying to decide what I'm going to do with you."

She gulped again. I had already won her over. Now I wanted her to beg me. I wanted her naked and on her knees, begging for my cock.

"I was starting to think that you were a good guy."

"I'm not." I raised my eyebrow. "And I don't think you want me to be."

A small groan escaped from her lips.

"Here's what's going to happen, Bee. First you're going to finish getting out of that dress. Keep the heels on. Then you're going to lie down in the middle of your bed and raise your arms above your head. I'm going to tie your hands to your bed post. And then I'm going to fuck you harder than you've ever been fucked." My erection was tugging at my pants just thinking about it.

Bee bit her lip as she looked up at me. She shook her head.

What?Girls never said no to me. "Do you need me to repeat myself?"

"No, I heard you. Do you want some tea?" She ducked under my arm.

"What? No." I didn't like this dancing around game. I had put in the necessary time. I had come up here so I could finally fuck her and that's what I was going to do.