ROMANCE: MC Romance: Owned by The Bad Boy (Stepbrother Bad Boy BBW Ménage Mafia Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Alpha Male Billionaire Romance Short Stories) (8 page)

As I tried to catch my breath, I sat up to see him still staring at me, just like he was before he took me with his mouth. “You are going to be perfect” he said, smiling and sliding on top of me. He pushed my legs apart and slid his erection inside me, it was so slick from my orgasm. It was filling and big, but the pressure was pleasing at the same time. I could feel my back scrape against the concrete as he pushed, but I didn’t care. He pulled me back in the hot tub with him as he pushed his erection in out of me, my back against the wall. “You give into me so easily, you are going to be a perfect submissive” he stated, as he started moving faster. At that moment I realized he was a dominatrix, and I dug my fingers into his back and came again as he spurted inside of me.

I deliberately stayed in bed until 9:00 am when I knew Rob would be gone, and hoping to dodge my mother. I was slightly sore from him fucking me hard, but the thought of him made me want to touch myself. What in the hell am I doing, my mom is going to marry his dad. I got out of bed and went straight for a shower, washing away the memories of last night. Was he really a dominate looking for a submissive, or was that just something he said to make me cum? I had no clue what to think, but the next time I saw him I wouldn’t be so willing to give myself up, I wouldn’t seem so desperate.

I talked with my friend Chelsea on the phone about making plans for the weekend before getting dressed, and decided not to tell her about my hot tub rendezvous. She was my best friend since grade school, but she couldn’t keep a secret. I was also incredibly embarrassed by the situation, and slightly ashamed. For the first time in my life, I even felt a little slutty. All I could think of was him eating me out and looking up at me.

I put on a light sundress, hoping to do some shopping, but ran into a man I had never seen in the kitchen. “You must be Sarah, I’m Calvin, and it’s so great to finally meet you” he announces, looking me over.  I smile and nod, not sure if you shake or hug your future stepfather. I have been through the routine so many times before, but I usually know the man before they announce an engagement. I decide to smile and hug. “I’m excited for you and mom, it should be a great summer” I state, and my mother walks in the kitchen. “I’m so glad the two of you have met, Sarah we have to go get fitted for our dresses and I would like to leave soon,” she announces. She walked over and kissed Calvin, a little too passionately in my opinion, considering I was standing right there.  I smile at the two of them, feeling inconvenienced that they were in the kitchen and I wanted to eat, but decide to play along to start the summer off right. “Alright I’ll be back down in a few” I respond, grabbing bottled water and heading to get my purse.

“So what do you think of Calvin?” my mom asks. I’m standing on a platform with mirrors surrounding me, with a pale blue floor length strapless dress on. The dress is flattering enough, tight around my curves, but loose and flowy at the bottom. It makes my blonde hair look bright, and accentuates my tan skin.  The sweetheart top makes me look busty. “I didn’t have a lot of time to talk to him, but you both seem happy” I reply. I couldn’t hesitate any longer, I was dying to know when I would see Rob again. “Does Rob try to come home every night, or just the weekends?” I ask with anticipation. My mother’s stare in my direction was hard to read, she almost looked irritated or concerned. She hesitated before answering my question, looking away from me at some veils on the wall. “He likes to come to the beach house when he can, but he is an adult with commitments in the city, I would say he is a little too old for you Sarah” she remarked.  Her tone was hard and rude. I blushed immediately and quickly replied “geeze mom, that’s not what I meant.”

I spend the next few days wondering if my mother had heard us, or even worse saw us. I would lay out by the pool, dressed in my skimpiest suits, hoping Rob would return. I shopped with friends, looked at boys, but couldn’t get my experience out of my mind. Did I have what it takes to be a submissive? I wasn’t very sexually experimental in the past with the three guys I had slept with, how could I be what he wanted? It was Thursday night when he finally returned. I was down in the theater room watching television, and my mother was in the city with Calvin at a dinner. I could feel him enter the room before I saw him.

He strode into the room and sat near my feet on the oversized sectional. I panicked, my hair was up in a ponytail, I was wearing athletic short and sweatshirt, and I did not feel sexy at all. “So, I made time to come out here today because I knew our parents would be overnight in the city. Have you had time to realize you’re meant to be a submissive, my submissive?” I was so shocked by the raw forwardness of the conversation, that I didn’t know what to say. “You don’t even know me, I don’t know you, I think we should just try to pretend the other night didn’t happen, for the sake of our parents” I blurted out. What was I saying, just being around him was making me aroused.

He tilted his head and looked at me, doubting what I was saying. “I thought you would say that, so let’s make a deal. You give me three nights, three times to change your mind, and then you can decide if you want to agree to a contract.” “A contract? Why would I need to sign a contract?” I spat out angrily. “I need to know that you are my submissive and no one else’s, and I would need to know that you will never speak of our relations to other people. I would need to you sign a non-disclosure agreement, because I am the CFO of a major company Sarah” he explained. It was then I realized he was very serious about the arrangement, and something dared me to go for it.

I moved to straddle him on the couch, and he picked me up in one movement and put me underneath him. “I can show you how good it feels to be open, powerless, and to succumb to me” he whispered. The look in my eyes must have game me away, because he pulled me upstairs, through the kitchen, and into the pool house. The excitement was getting me horny, and I came to a halt when I walked through the door. Candles were lit all around the bedroom, and I saw straps and a blindfold on the bed. There were also two small round metal balls next to the straps. He was grinning when I looked at him, and he pulled me to the bed.

“I don’t want to scare you, so I’m not going to push you tonight, I just want to show you how I can please you when you listen to me.” Rob explained. I was so scared and anxious at the same time, I couldn’t move. He walked up to me and lifted my sweatshirt above my head. I was wearing nothing underneath, and my breasts quickly responded, I could feel my nipples tighten, and he smiled, pleased with my response. He pulled down my shorts and underwear at the same time, leaving me standing naked. “You need to listen to me, and do what I say for this to work” he spoke to me. All I could do was nod.

He stood in front of me, pulling his grey t-shirt over his head, showing me his tall strong body. He left on his jeans, which were hanging on his hips loosely. I was tempted to pull them to see if they would fall. He grabbed the blindfold off the bed and walked towards me. I looked at him wide-eyed as he lifted it to tie it on, and he kissed me sweetly on the lips. It was such a tender kiss, considering what we were about to do seemed so primal. He led me to the bed. “Lay down on your back, and relax, I’m only going to make you feel good.” He commanded. How was it that I was so trusting of a man I didn’t know well? I did as he said, and waited.

I heard him moving around and felt something tighten around my wrist. This happened with my other wrist, and then my arms were pulled above my head. I could feel him on top of me but I couldn’t see him. “Your body is so ready for me,” he said as he grabbed my breasts, and felt between my legs. “Sarah, I am going to slide something inside of you. It’s a small metal ball. It’s going to be cold, but I want you to hold it inside of you ok?” I could already feel myself getting wet. He lifted my knees up and pushed my legs apart, I expected his fingers first, but the coldness of the ball shocked and stilled me. It felt odd but good, and I held my muscles together to keep it in, moving my legs down. I felt him lean back over me and he took my breast in his mouth, tonguing my nipple. I started to lift my body towards him, his teasing was overwhelming. He leaned on top of me and I felt his dick pressing against my stomach.

He must have taken his pants off, and I could feel how hard it was pressing into me. “I want you to open your mouth Sarah, and I want you to suck.” I felt the head enter my mouth, and I teased it by swirling my tongue. I started to suck aggressively, to take my mind off the ball movements inside of me that were so pleasing. “Oh god Sarah, that’s it, don’t stop” he commanded. As he grew hotter and longer, I didn’t know how much more I could take in my mouth. I felt his entire body tighten I sucked around him fast, and he exploded pushing into me while growling into the air. Not being able to see anything made me feel so connected to him, without any distractions.

He kissed my mouth hard, surprising me and hurting my lips. He moved down my neck and around my stomach, but I couldn’t wait for him to get to me. “Right now, I need it right now” I ached out, begging him. “Shhhhh, you don’t do the talking, I say the commands. Don’t let the ball fall out” he said firmly but affectionately. I was surprised but too anxious to care, I needed him to put his mouth on me, needing to have an orgasm. He moved his mouth right above my clit and blew on it, making my entire body alert, and I arched my body up to him. I wanted him to take it.

He came down and sucked on my clit hard, and I let out a scream. He was sucking and pushing with his tongue, and I couldn’t keep my legs closed. I tried so hard to keep the ball in as he pushed my knees up to eat me with his whole mouth, and he started licking around my opening. “Let it out” he warned, and I knew it was coming. I released my muscles and he used his tongue to help pull it out. It felt like ecstasy, and then he rammed himself inside me. The stimulation made my entire body clinch around him, ready to cum. The friction of his body and his big erection inside me made me shake with an orgasm, and I wrapped my legs around him as tight as I could. The more he pounded into me, with sweat from his body dampening my skin, the harder I came. He pushed so hard until I felt him coming inside of me and heard him yelling my name.

As he unhooked my wrists I felt euphoric, and I still had pleasure running through my body. When he untied the blindfold, he was grinning like a man who knew he did it right. I felt a bit self-conscious now that it was over, and he led me into the shower. We didn’t talk, so he just washed my body and his. He shut the water off and wrapped a towel around me. “You better head to your bedroom so our parents don’t suspect anything” he said, looking at me from the mirror. I was staring at his muscular ass, and my eyes met his. He turned around, and I knew he was right, we couldn’t risk getting caught.

I walked to the house with so many questions in my head. Was I going to sign the contract? What types of things would we do during sex? Should I be mad that he doesn’t want to share a bed with me? I couldn’t decide if I was a random piece of ass to him, or if this was going to be something more. Could it ever be more since our parents were getting married? Starving and exhausted, I made a snack and went to my room. I was emotionally raw and so confused, but my body ached and I couldn’t keep my eyes open to think anymore.

It was the next morning when I woke up that I realized I didn’t even have Rob’s phone number. I flipped through my phone, looking at text message from friends, even some from guys that wanted to hang out. It didn’t matter if I’m single or not, all I could think about was Rob. I had an upcoming weekend trip with some of my friends, and I was wondering if I would see him before he took off. I didn’t want to ask my mom for his number, because of her reaction when I asked about him before. I decided to look him up.

I found him on their company website. Robert Trexler Jr. had quite the resume, and his picture looked like a male model. I typed in a Google search for him, to see what I could find. Most of the stuff was business related, however there were some social media hits. His profiles were private, so I decided to request him as a friend on Facebook and Instagram. We were going to be siblings, so it made sense right? After exhausting my efforts, I went down stairs to eat.

Over a bowl of cereal I decided to increase the amount of cardio I did throughout the week, I was exhausted and fatigued from last night’s affair. My mother had returned, and insisted we go out shopping together for my trip this weekend, and she wanted to get lunch. As I stripped down to get in the shower, I noticed a glow about myself in my reflection. I felt more like a woman than I ever had, and it looked good on me.

It was during lunch I checked my phone and saw that I had a message on my Facebook. It was Rob, and the message had his office number. Although I thought it was odd, I excused myself for a moment and went outside to call him. “Robert Trexler” he answered, and I was taken back by his deep and professional tone. “Hi, it’s Sarah” I responded, not really sure what else to say. “I was wondering how I could get a hold of you this morning, but it looks like you beat me too it” he teased, and suddenly I felt embarrassed I had been so eager to reach out to him. We exchanged cell phone numbers, and I agreed to meet him in the city tonight. I just had to come up with a story for my mom, since I wouldn’t be returning home for the night.

I talked briefly with my mother and Calvin before leaving, saying friends and I were having dinner in the city, and I would probably being staying the night on the other side of town. I promised we had a driver, and they didn’t give a second thought to my story. Since I was a bit of a socialite, it was possible that it would get back to my mother that I was out with Rob, and he was obviously a paparazzi target as well.

Earlier in the day I noticed that Rob hadn’t accepted any of my friend or follow requests, which I thought was odd. Was there something that he didn’t want me to see? Did he have a girlfriend he didn’t want me to know about? I was starting to realize that I had questions, and I really wanted to get answers. I asked him if we could get something to eat, and with hesitation he finally agreed that we could.