Page 13 of The Tycoon (The Douglas Brothers #1)

Sutton

She’s going to make me cum too fast, I just fucking know it.

Yanking my boxer briefs from my foot, I throw them across the room.

They hit one of the large windowpanes just a little too hard, spooking a trio of sunbathing crows on my balcony’s ledge.

The chaotic flash of black feathers causes Dolly to shriek, then giggle.

It’s the best sound in the world, so feminine and innocent.

I swear I could listen to it all damn day.

Joining in with a chuckle of my own, I lean down to kiss one of the dark love bites I’ve left on her neck.

I shouldn’t have been so rough and marked her the way I have, but the need to claim my territory was just too great.

I’ll most likely leave more evidence of my ownership before the day is through.

“Damn birds, making a mess on our balcony,” I mumble against her skin as I work my way up her neck to her jaw.

Humming softly, she glides her soft hands over my shoulders and down my biceps.

I feel her perfect body shift beneath me and I hold my breath.

Spreading her legs wide, she lifts her hips in a silent plea.

My cock is just as impatient, but I want to savor this as much as I can.

She’s going to squeeze me too tight; she’s going to move just right.

I know I’m going to lose my goddamn mind.

“Crows are my favorite, they’re so smart,” she replies, running her fingers along my chest. “If you’re nice to them, they will bring you little bits of treasure.

I had a crow that would bring me presents because I would feed it every day after school.

Shiny things…silver gum wrappers…paperclips…

soda can tabs. They have a memory like a lock.

Treat them well, and they will be your friend for life. ”

Her story makes me pause, she is too good for this world.

My heart squeezes at the thought of a little Dolly receiving a piece of trash from a crow.

I can see her in my mind’s eye squealing with excitement over a balled-up gum wrapper.

How in the world did I get so lucky as to have something so pure step into my life?

“Is that right, Princess?” I ask, my lips finding their way to her rosy cheek. “Well then, I’ll have to get us a bird feeder. I’ll put up with the mess if they make you happy.”

Taking in a sharp breath, her muscles tense beneath me. I continue to kiss the side of her face, waiting for her to gather her courage to say whatever is in that pretty little head of hers.

“You would do that for me?” she asks, her voice just a touch louder than a whisper.

Pulling away to look at her, my heart squeezes even more. Raking my eyes over her shocked expression, I lift the corner of my lips into a cocky grin.

“Of course I would. I’ll do anything to make you happy, my beautiful girl.”

She blinks at me for a moment, and I swear she morphs before my eyes.

Gone in the span of a single heartbeat is the unsure girl that was trembling while taking off her clothes.

She’s been replaced by something wanton and brazen.

My oh my, my sweet little Dolly is now a desperate little minx. Aren’t I a lucky man?

Lifting a dark blonde brow, she slides her hungry touch towards my hips. Her long fingernails scrape over my skin purposefully, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Good God, now I’m the one that’s trembling.

“Anything, Sir?” she asks breathily.

Clenching my jaw to center myself, I slowly nod my head. I swear she’s trying to make me cum before I can even slip inside her pussy. I will make her pay for teasing me like this. Eventually.

“Anything, Princess.”

Her pink tongue darts out of her mouth to lick her lips. Slowly and deliberately, all the while giving me her best set of bedroom eyes. She’s trying so hard to be sexy, and God is it working. I wonder which book she learned this from, I have a sudden need to thank the author.

“Well, I would be so very happy if you would fuck me, Sir,” she says, her voice warm and silky. “Please?”

My heart stops beating, I swear I flatline for a good ten seconds. Moving her hand between our bodies, she teases my cock with the lightest touch. It’s then that my soul is shoved back into my skin.

“How could I possibly say no to that, especially when you’ve asked me so nicely,” I say, my tone strained.

Smiling at me, I can tell she’s pleased that I don’t plan on denying her.

Her fingers wrap around me, pumping my length with a grip that has a bit of hesitation in it.

She’s trying so hard to please me, I know she wants to be what she thinks I want.

I appreciate her effort, but I’m looking forward to showing her that she’s exactly what I want. She’s exactly what I’ve ever wanted.

“Thank you, Sir,” she purrs.

Moving my hips against her hand, my breath becomes ragged as she works me.

Her wrist flicks every time she reaches the tip, eliciting a groan from me that not many have had the privilege of hearing.

I allow her the pleasure of toying with me, my eyes locking on hers so she can see the desire and darkness behind them.

She stays with me, never blinking or shying away.

Just as she did during our date. I go on, fucking her hand until my control snaps like a brittle twig.

“Stop,” I demand, my hand tenderly pulling hers away. “I need to be inside you.”

Settling between her thighs, I grasp my aching cock by the base. Running the head along her slit, I coat it with her arousal. My tongue swipes across my lips without thinking, my mind remembering her clean taste. I’m already thinking of the next time I can savor her with my tongue.

Holding my length steady, I slowly enter her with as much care as I can stand.

Hissing a heated curse, I inch inside her silken pussy.

She’s warm and ready for me, whimpering with need.

Although I want nothing more than to sink into her in one fluid thrust, I take my precious time stretching her open.

I want her body to learn me, and to crave only me.

“Fuck, Princess, you feel so good…your little cunt was made for me. Look how well you take me.”

Her expression twists and relaxes, over and over until my cock is fully sheathed. Lifting her hand to the side of my face, she gives me a flirty smile. Her blue eyes turn glassy with lust, her aura exuding total adoration. I know I have her in that moment, she is well and truly mine.

Moving my hand to her hip, I pull her up to angle her just right. She softens in my hold, giving me the freedom to move her how I wish. She’s such a good girl, giving herself to me like this.

Grinding into her, my thrusts are slow and shallow as I learn her. My hips tip upwards with every push, moving slightly with every sink inside. It takes me a moment, but I finally feel the difference within her on the head of my cock.

Gasping in surprise, her eyes widen as they dance over my face. She tenses around me and I know I’ve just made her see her first set of stars.

“Oh, right there, Princess?” I ask, giving her a sly smirk.

Swallowing hard, she nods her head. Her mouth opens but it takes her a second to form a coherent thought. I can’t tell you the pride I feel that I’ve made her mind go blank.

“Sutton,” she breathes.

A series of tight moans follows my name, and as hard as I try, I find myself unable to hold back. As sweet as that was, I want to hear her scream.

Growling a warning, my hand claws into her hip to keep her from moving.

I begin to thrust inside her, my movement eager and rough.

Arching my hips, I make a point to hit her where she needs me with every sharp press.

Her moans meld into squeals that send a shiver down my spine.

I thought the sounds she made while my tongue was tasting her were beautiful, but they’re nothing in comparison to this.

“Keep soundin’ like that, Dolly,” I demand gruffly. “Let me know how good I’m makin’ you feel!”

Nodding again, her hand falls from my face. Grabbing onto my broad shoulders, she rakes her sharp nails over my skin. I swear to God she winks at me, trying to tempt me into breaking way too fucking soon.

“Yes, Sir…now fuck me,” she says, her words shaking at the seams.

Gritting my teeth, I pull myself back from the edge. Shaking my head, I snap my hips against her. Oh, she is playing with fire.

“You really want me to fuck you, huh? Fine. I’ll fuck you,” I hiss.

Narrowing my eyes, I withdraw my protesting cock. Grabbing onto her hips with both of my hands, I flip her onto her belly. A low chuckle leaves me as she yelps from the unexpected toss.

“Get on your hands and knees, Princess,” I bark, my hand pawing at my cock as I wait for her to follow my command.

She’s slow to move, but I give her grace. I’m not being vicious with her, but I know it was a shock to her system. I’m trying so hard to keep my darkness in check, but I can feel the beast nipping at the base of my skull.

“That’s it, that’s my good girl,” I praise, making sure to soften my deep voice. “You listen so well.”

Glancing over her shoulder, the worry disappears from her eyes as she notices my encouraging, lopsided grin. She responds in kind, teasing me with a wiggle of her ass.

“I love being your good girl,” she says.

Grasping her hip with my free hand, I hold her steady while I move behind her. I drop my gaze as I line myself up with her entrance, wanting to remember this for the rest of my life.

“And good girls get rewarded, don’t they?”

Not waiting for her answer, I thrust inside her once more. Growling as she squeezes around me, I take my heady fill. I’m not slow or gentle as I was before, I’m too riled up for that. I take her hard and fast, making her whine and whimper like the little harlot I know she wants to be.

Holding her hips, I delight in the way her ass bounces with every quick thrust. It mesmerizes me, just as much as her needy squeals. My desperation soon takes over as I chase my pleasure, I lose myself a little more with every snap of our bodies.

“Fuck you’re so deep!” she cries, her words only fueling my fire.

Clenching my jaw, I selfishly use her beautiful body. Her cunt feels too good for me to hold back. Releasing my hand on her hip, it quickly finds her shoulder. I pull her from two opposite corners towards me, the new grip is sloppy, but it helps me feel every fucking part of her.

“You’re perfect, fuck, I can’t…I can’t stop,” I warn.

Looking over her shoulder, she gives me a smile that crumbles my resolve.

My hand starts to slide from her shoulder towards her neck, my fingers flexing in anticipation.

The beast pricks my brain, wanting me to take her as I break.

I try to resist, but it demands to be fed.

It wants to punish me for denying its cravings.

“Don’t stop! Cum inside me!” Dolly yells.

My eyes blink from her voice, breaking the evil trance I was under. Ripping my hand away from the crook of her neck, I bring it back to her bruised hip.

“What?” I ask, unsure if my mind was playing another trick.

“I want you to cum inside me!” she cries out again.

Swearing under my breath, the pressure of my release warns me with every thrust. My rational side tells me not to do it, that my cum would look so good on her shapely ass and back. I should listen to it, but she squeezes her cunt around me just right, erasing every intelligent thought from me.

“Yeah? You want me to fill your little cunt, Princess?”

Her head nods enthusiastically as she turns it, her gaze finds my intense face.

“Yes! Fill me! Please!”

Groaning from her plea, I dig my fingers into her fair skin. She’s going to be my wife anyways, why deny myself this thrill? Keeping her eye contact, I curl my lips into a snarl just as I latch onto the first tendril of my climax.

“Take it!” I roar.

Thrusting one last time, I come undone inside her. Pleasure consumes me, crashing into my body like a freight train. Hissing a curse, my hips stutter as I fill her perfect pussy with my hot cum.

“Fuck!”

Breathing hard, I tremble as my climax runs through me. Closing my eyes, I hold her steady so I don’t slip out before I’m ready.

“Goddamn Dolly,” I mutter, my brain fuzzy in my afterglow.

A feminine giggle leaves her mouth; she clenches her cunt around my spent cock. Clearly emboldened from being able to make me snap.

Growling from the tease, I shake my head in warning. Releasing her hip, I pat her ass with my open palm.

“No…I’m too sensitive,” I husk.

“I'm sorry, Sir,” she replies, her face beaming in triumph.

My eyes narrow at her cheeky expression. She looks like a cat that’s just caught a mouse it wants to play with. She’s lucky she’s so damn cute. I will allow her to get away with it this one time.

“You’re forgiven, but don’t do it again.”

“Yes, Sir,” she replies, her voice like honey.

Grunting my approval, my hands roaming over her back. Lifting my eyes to the crook of her neck, I’m reminded of my moment of weakness. I don’t like how close I came to embracing the evil part of me. I need to be more careful next time.

Shaking the anxious thoughts from my head, I snap back into the moment. Not wanting to ruin this memory, I make a point to switch my mindset. I want to hold her and give her the loving aftercare she deserves.

Leaning back, I pull my cock from her warm, used pussy. My gaze drops just in time to watch some of my cum drip out of her. It’s a beautiful sight, I love knowing I’ve now claimed her inside and out.

Pushing out a satisfied sigh, I smile as she falls to the bed.

I move to lie down next to her, pulling her back against my chest. My arms wrap around her protectively, holding her in a lover’s embrace.

Dolly wiggles against me, making soft moans that let me know she’s just as content.

I honestly can’t remember the last time I ever felt so complete.

As cliche as it sounds, it’s like I’ve found my missing piece.

“You’re mine now, Princess.”

“And you’re mine, Sir,” she says without skipping a beat.

Nodding in agreement, my lips lovingly press against her crown. Oh, how right she is. Miss Dolly Dixon has me officially wrapped around her little finger.

I am forever hers.