PLAYING THE BILLIONAIRE'S CONTRACT GAME

m

s first words hit me just as

feeling com

said a single word. And now, he was asking me to

ut Zane did not look like he was in for a joke. His ey

that arguing was the last thi

." His voice was low and dangerous as he replied to m

in my chest and I

nerability in my voice and I hated that he made m

wear to God, I'm going to scoop you into

e bed. My eyes never left Zane as I lowered myself and laid my back against the bed. My chest r

planning t

ercing eyes as he worked at the b

e that barely contained any emotions. But I knew Zane enough to

to the bare floor. His dark eyes swept over me again. "I have to correct you, swe

n? Was he refe

towards me. Stopping just right at the e

ips with his strong, masculine, tattooed arms

y dress to ride up and expose all of my thighs. Panicked, I t

he bed gently, he ga

me off. Do yo

le

ter against my thighs. B

." He hissed at me.

y and nodded my h

red back. "Yes,

crossed his li

him. I hate

ing my red panties. The way he paused and lingered his eyes on my expo

and stormed out of here this instant. But the other

up to my thighs. Steadying me with his strong hands again, he

play a little

nd of game was

he questions that cro

ry to stop me. If you still want to stop me when you

hard and n

ea

grin widened. "St

wo. Th

brought his thumb to my pantie and rubbed against the posit

, locking eyes with me while rubbing my wet panties in c

w. I tried to detach myself from the sweet s

ixteen. Se

fted my pantie aside. The warm air hitting m

my naked pussy for a second. "Inviting too. I want to fuck you really hard. Fuck.

n escaped my lips as my wet tightness welcom

mpletely mesmerized by my pussy. "You're still very much

inger continued to pump slowly inside of me. Then, i

rty one. Th

he pulled out his fingers again. I could see my wetness gathere

my thigh again. "You shouldn't. This is my own way of punishing you

ou don't punish someone by putting the

ling it down to my ankles. Then, he brought his head to

hed through my entire body. Another soft gasp escaped my

ped my throat before I

xty one...

t, gripping my thighs with b

faster, shoving his tongue lightly into my hole, pulling away a lit

his face even more. I wanted more. Not just

his tongue inside of me, he pushed his f

ut to come,

able to control myself. I could feel myself reach

nging his finger that was covered with my wetness

d that smirk on

ad forgotten to continue counting. But I didn't need to. What I wanted was him

r his head and tried to lead him back to my pul

idn't care about that either. I just wante

ng for his shirt. There was a huge bulge in his pants and I was tempted to reach out

ay of punishing you. I cannot l

ted my

an as

. "Wash off and meet me in the kitche

walked out of the room, shutt

and throbbing with desperate want, I felt stupid that I had allowed him to put me

have my reven