Free Read Novels Online Home

Sold on Christmas Eve: A Virgin and Billionaire Romance by Juliana Conners (72)

 

Jade’s already taking her dress off as soon as we get to our room. She knows what I like. But she’s not expecting me to pick her up and carry her into the bathroom of our hotel suite.

“Where are we going?” she asks me.

“You’ll see,” I tell her.

“You’re just full of surprises lately,” she says.

“That I am.”

I don’t let go of her until we’re in the marble tile shower— or should I say shower room. It’s big enough for ten people, the most luxurious shower I’ve ever been in. I sit her down on the ledge and turn on one of the faucets.

I lift up the handheld shower head and say, “Surprise.”

“You really do have the best ideas,” she says, smiling.

She blushes a bit, still my slutty virgin.

“Spread your legs,” I command her.

“Yes, Sir.”

She opens them wide for me, so I can see every inch of her beautiful pussy.

I hold the shower head up so that the pressure of the water hits her where it counts.

“Yes,” she says, that looks on her face that shows she’s in the midst of extreme pleasure immediately showing up, just as I had hoped.

I watch her face turn into different phases as ecstasy as the water continues to hit and massage her pussy.

“Oh, my God,” she cries out, leaning her head back onto the tile. “Gavin. I’m coming.”

“Come for me,” I tell her, getting excited myself.

I hand her the shower head and say, “Let me watch you come some more.”

As the water makes her come again and again, I take my cock in my hand and stroke it. It grows to its full length and wide girth, and all I want to do is explode.

But not yet. I need to be in her.

I pick her up, soaking wet and slippery, and carry her to the bed. I notice there’s a bedpost, so I grab my tie and constrain her wrists.

“Time for you to be my slutty little sex slave,” I tell her. “You ready?”

“Yes, sir.”

Her ass is sticking up in the air for me as her wrists are tied to the bed post. I grab my belt next and quickly lash it across the pale skin of her ass.

“Ouch!” she cries out, but then she quickly says, “More, sir. Please.”

Whap, whap.

I hit her again, watching welts appear as she cries out in both pleasure and pain.

“That hurts so bad, Gavin, but it also feels so good.”

“Oh, my poor baby,” I tell her, coming closer and grabbing hold of her ass cheeks. “Do you need me to make you feel all better?”

“Yes, Sir,” she says, and I spread open her ass cheeks nice and wide.

Without any warning, I plunge my large, hard cock into her ass hole, and she cries out, “Oh, my God, Gavin, that hurts.”

She jolts away from me but she can’t get far because she’s tied up. Mine for the taking, now and always.

“Does it hurt too much?” I ask her, rocking inside her tight little asshole, stretching it to its limit, but already knowing the answer.

“No,” she says, whimpering. “No, Sir, it doesn’t hurt too much.”

“Good,” I answer. “Because I’ve been wanting to fuck your ass again ever since I proposed to you.”

I reach around and play with her clit while I fuck her ass hole.

She continues moaning in both pleasure and pain while once in a while saying, “Oh, Gavin,” slow and deep.

“Yes, my slutty little fiancée,” I tell her, as I feel her juices gushing out into my hand. “Does your ass hole hurt while you come for me?”

“Yes, Sir,” she says, grinding her teeth.

I stick my fingers in her mouth and she bites them to muffle her screams as my cock tears up her little ass hole. But soon she must feel better because she’s desperately sucking my fingers that were just in her pussy, saying, “More, Sir, More,” as I plunge myself in and out of her ass.

She begins to rock her whole body, grinding her ass against my cock, while I play with her clit with my other hand.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” she calls out, in the throes of desire fulfilled.

“I’m about to blow my wad in your ass hole,” I tell her, overcome with passion myself. “I’m going to fill you up with my cum.”

It bursts out of me, feeling like more than I’ve ever shot into her in my life.

“Yes, yes,” she gasps, collapsing as much as she can— in this position and with her wrists bound— down onto the bed. She gasps and pants and I watch my cream pie fall out of her ass hole before I join her.

“This is everything I’ve always wanted,” I tell her, petting her sweaty hair before reaching up to untie her wrists. “I can’t believe I’m going to have it for the rest of my life.”

“Me too,” she says, still panting. “And me neither.”

We both laugh as we realize that didn’t make a lot of sense.

“I’m sorry,” she says. “You completely blew my mind tonight. I can’t even think straight.”

“Blowing my wad into you sure blew my mind too,” I tell her, and we laugh again.

“I love you,” I say, seriously, looking into her earnest eyes.

“I love you too, so much. Let’s get married soon,” she says. “You already made me wait forever and a day before you proposed.”

“Anything you want,” I tell her, wrapping her up in my strong arms, determined to never let her go. “You may have sold me your body, but you stole my heart.”