Blackstone Inc. (Book 1)

Part 23

*EXTREMELY MATURE CHAPTER! NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG VIEWERS!*

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When we were both in the elevator and the door was shut he pushed me against the wall and pushed my hands above my head and crashed his lips to mine. Moving in sync, our lips felt like they were made for each other.

“I’ve dreamed about have you wrapped around my c**k again,” he whispered into my neck and bit me.

I was throbbing again and I had nothing to catch the liquid that oozed out of me at his words.

‘Slut.’

I already know. I’m a dripping mess in my elevator with my boss, who is currently in a relationship, ravishing my neck.

The elevator stopped on my floor and he pulled back but took my hand in his and pulled me down the hall to my apartment. I pulled my keys out of my purse and unlocked my door and ushered him inside.

I shut and locked the door, taking my heels off right there and watching as he walked through my apartment to my room, toeing off his shoes and undoing his tie before disappearing into the room.

’Go get your man.”

I felt the anticipation flow through my veins and I was shaking. I padded to my room, pulling the zipper down on the side of my skirt and pushing it down in the doorway. He already had his suit jacket off and placed over my dresser and was making quick work of his button up.

I pulled my shirt over my head and then took off my bra and stood in front of my boss, who was also my lover, completely naked.

He threw his shirt on top of his jacket and then quickly unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down his legs and stepping out of them.

“We’ve got to be quick, Genevieve. I really do need to get back as soon as I can,” he pushed his boxers down his hips and his erection sprang out, standing at attention and my mouth was watering.

I followed his movements as he got on my bed and laid on his back in the middle, “This position might not hurt your àss as much,” he said, leaning up on his elbows, eyes roaming my body.

“Thank you, sir,” I purred and stalked towards him, swinging my hips a little more exaggerated, but he loved every moment of it as his erection twitched a few times.

I crawled up his legs and straddled his waist. I was still shaking with anticipation as I hovered over his c**k and felt his tip at my entrance. He was still leaned up on his elbows but his eyes were staring in between us, watching me take him in.

I slide down him, my lubricant helping to dull the ache of the stretch. I took pleasure in watching his face as I sank down onto him.

He laid back and placed his hands on my hips, squeezing the flesh harshly, “Fück, that’s good,” he muttered.

“Oh, fück, Daddy,” I shuddered as I sat against his hips, “So fücking big.”

He smirked and looked up at me through half-lidded eyes, “I know, Princess, but you take it so well.”

I raised up and then dropped back down, rotating my hips as I sat against his again. He gripped my hips harder and as I rose up again he slapped my already painfully red ass. The sudden action made me clench around his còck and moan.

He said he had to leave as soon as possible and I wanted to take my time, but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t already on edge from my punishment.

I felt like being purely selfish now and I was only chasing my own climax. I rose up and slammed my self down on him several times, at some point bringing my hand down and rubbing my c**t to speed things up.

I was a moaning mess on top of him as I felt the pressure building. I was close and he knew it, “Do not cûm yet, Genevieve.”

I stared down at him as I bounced on his c**k, “Please, Daddy. I really need to.”

He grabbed one of my breasts and tugged harshly on the n****e, “Not yet, Princess. You will cûm with Daddy.”

“Yes, sir,” I moaned and focused on obeying his command. I rocked my hips against his a few more times, clenching my core around him until I heard him growl, “Cüm now, Princess.”

I did everything but throw a sledgehammer at the barrier that was holding back my climax, “Thank you, Daddy!” I screamed as I came. I rose up and slid back down on him riding out my high and then I felt him release inside of me with a deep growl.

He dug his fingers into my waist, his thumbs against my hip bones and his other fingers digging into my hips. He held me down against his hips as he finished releasing against my cervix.

“You’re welcome, Princess,” he breathed out with his eyes closed.

He ran one of his hands around my back and pulled me down to him. He tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled my lips down to his and kissed me sloppily.

“I needed that,” he murmured when he pulled back. I rose up and off of him. I padded into the bathroom and grabbed a wet washcloth for him.

“Here,” I held it out for him as I made my way back to him, “So that you don’t smell like us for the rest of the day.”

He took it but smirked up at me as he leaned up on his elbows, “I wouldn’t mind that,” but he cleaned himself up and handed the rag back to me.

He sat up and I looked down as I slipped on my robe and chuckled, “You f****d me with your socks on?”

“I was too worried about burying myself in you, so yes, I f****d you with my socks on.”

He stood up and pulled his boxers up, letting the band slap against his hips, “I will be bringing you another morning after pill when I pick you up in the morning. I’m telling you now so you don’t get your feelings hurt.”

I closed the robe and tied it, “You do realize that birth control is 99 percent effective, right?”

His pants were now unbuttoned on his hips and he was donning his shirt, buttoning it up, “Yes, Genevieve, and I thought you realized that I was just trying to be cautious?”

“Oh, I do. I just also feel like a slut right now.” I don’t know when I started feeling confident enough to speak my mind freely to him, but I wanted to get everything out right now while I could before he decided to be his usual, dominating self.

He smirked, “Well, you are my slut... but in what other context besides that one do you mean?” He asked as he tucked his shirt into his pants and then buttoned them and buckled his belt.

I rolled my eyes, “You still have a girlfriend and you just came inside of me, Dominic. I’m a home wrecker, a... side chick. Honestly, ... I didn’t sign up for this. I was under the impression that you were single and that man is the man I signed up for. I never had any doubts about what this was between us. You dominate me, I submit to you, we have very kinky s*x and that’s it...but that doesn’t work if other peoples feeling could be involved.”

He sighed as he fixed his cuffs and then shrugged into his jacket, “I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you right away that I was still in a relationship. I’ve been planning to leave Jasmine for a while, but I’ve been busy and I never really wanted to deal with the tantrum she’s going to throw.

As I told you before, her father is a client and he set me up with her. When she said that it was like I had a type... that’s because I do and she doesn’t fit it. She’s the only blonde I’ve been with but I gave the relationship a chance because I wanted to appease her father. I gave her a job to appease him as well, but there’s a reason she’s not my PA. I don’t want to see her all day every day.

She has no idea of my lifestyle and she never will. She isn’t very trusting and I need trust to be able to form a good dominant/submissive relationship. You have to trust that your body will be safe under my control. You have to trust that I will bring you absolute pleasure and absolute punishment, sometimes in different orders and you have to trust me to bring you to your limits and know when to stop.

She would never submit to me, would never trust me that deeply with her body and that’s why I...” he sighed, “I’m not a cheater, Genevieve. When I’m in a relationship, I give my all. What I have with Jasmine is a...business deal that she thinks is something more.”

He pulled me to his body and wrapped his arms around me, “I’m sorry if I made you feel less than because you thought you were ‘wrecking’ a happy relationship. Give me time to talk to her father about renewing his contract and then I’ll end things with her, okay?”

I sighed and hugged him tighter, “Okay.”

He pulled back and looked down into my eyes, “I’ll see you tomorrow bright and early. Make sure to take some Tylenol tonight and tomorrow before work.”

“Yes, sir,” I said then walked out of the bedroom and to the front door, unlocking and opening it for him.

He leaned down and kissed me gently, “Think of me,” he whispered against my lips and then walked out the door.