Owned By The Billionaire Professor

You will call me Daddy. Got it?"

Kira's POV

I checked through my phone for the one-thousandth time before getting out of the car. It was an Audi, Dad had gotten me last year because I had aced an award in Data analytics. He had been so proud, I thought he was going to sleep with the award plague by his side every night.

"No reply," I mumbled to myself. I hadn't gotten a word in reply from Xavier and with each step I took towards the house, I felt like a stupid person. What was I thinking sending pictures of me in my underwear to a man I didn't even know?! What if he thought I was disgusting?

I had spent the day stalking his social media. Turns out he was a big deal. Hot CEO of a tech company with over 15 branches. He was one of America's most eligible bachelors. No wonder he thought I was a stalker. He probably got nudes sent to him every day.

I stopped at the entrance, frowning when a box glared right up at me. A delivery? A gift? Probably an apology gift from my Dad. Mom would never apologize for trying to marry me off.

I picked it up with a sigh and walked into my apartment. My phone rang as I dropped my bag on the sofa.

"He hasn't replied yet Stella," I grumbled before she could say a word.

"Well, that sucks; you're home yet?"

"Yeah, there was a box waiting outside my door. Probably some apology nonsense from my parents," I grumbled, tearing off the seal on the box.

Stella giggled. "I hope it's a car,"

"It's in a box Stella. How would a car fit in" I gasped when I opened the box, eyes widening in shock. "No way! No f*****g way! You'll never guess what's in the box Stella!"

"A million pounds?"

"Toys!" I yelled, grabbing a dildo from the box.

"Well that's sad-"

"s*x toys, Stella!"

I snatched up a note found in the box and read through it. It had a number and then the words, "How's this for interest? Text me when you're ready, I want you wet, willing, and mewling for me. - Xavier.

Stella screamed when I read the words to her. "I told you he gave Daddy vibes! Oh my gosh, that is so hot!"

"You're concerned about that? How does he know my address? Shouldn't I be scared?"

"He's a tech guy Kira. A few clicks on his computers and he'll know it. Sounds like he's a taker too. Oh, I love a taker!"

"Stella!" I had no idea why I yelled. It seemed all too fast suddenly. Xavier knew my address and wanted something. I should be thrilled. I was thrilled!

My heart thumped wildly as I grabbed the box of toys, fingers trembling. I had never done this before. What if I repulsed him?

"Less thinking, more working that p***y Kira," Stella said. "You're hot. You're beautiful. And your t**s are the prettiest I've seen. Go get him, girl."

"It's just sexting," I mumbled, blushing terribly. "I doubt it'll be as exciting as you think."

"With a man like that?" She laughed. "I don't think so,"

*****

Two hours later, I sat on my bed, nerves jittery as hell and my head all over the place. I had taken a shower and tried to talk myself out of this, yet I wore a lingerie Stella had gifted me some months ago. It was a white lacy thong and bra to match. I had always been a bit closer to the bigger side. My breasts were fuller and my hips were a little too wide. The thong looked like a thin piece of string over my ass and I had a shirt over it because I felt so exposed.

"Hello," I texted Xavier Barnes, using the number he had sent on his note.

Barely two minutes later, my phone rang. He was calling! s**t. I had thought we would text and send pictures but a call? I hadn't expected it!

Still, I cleared my throat and accepted the call.

"Hello Kira,"

My panties f*****g melted. Raspy. He had a deep raspy voice that washed all over my skin like warm f*****g liquid.

"H-Hi,"

I sounded like a wimpy kid. Was it obvious that I had never done this before?

He chuckled, obviously enjoying my discomfort.

"You have a very soft voice," He hummed. "Just like I had expected."

"Did you know?" I whispered. "Did you also expect that I would impressed by s*x toys?"

He hummed again, a deep, sensual one that made me imagine him on his bed, huge, sexy chest heaving as he breathed. "Getting a dildo is the first on your naughty list. I figured you might like a lot of them. Besides, I intend to see you use them. Did you try them yet Kira?"

"No, I... I haven't," I mumbled, blushing like a fool.

"Good girl," he praised and my panties got even more soaked. Stella was right. He gave Daddy vibes. "What are you wearing Kira,"

"I... It's an underwear?"

He laughed, a deep throaty sound, and f**k me, I couldn't think of anything else. Vibrations ran from my ears down to my p***y and a soft moan slipped from my lips.

He stopped laughing and there was a bout of silence before I heard him mutter a "f**k, that's hot baby,"

His words made my cheeks burn "I... It is?"

"Yes," he rasped. "Just how many more sounds can I draw out of you?"

"As many as you want?" I said feeling a tad confident.

"Oh that could be dangerous, my pet," He chuckled darkly. "There are no limits to what I want."

And somehow, deep in my belly, I knew he wasn't lying. He sounded insatiable and yet every fibre of me ached to please him.

"We could test that out," I offered.

"Oh we will, baby," he hissed, sounding like he was in a lot of pain. "First I need to see you. Send me a picture, Kira. I need to know what you're wearing."

"Okay,"

"No,"

I frowned. Had he just snapped at me? "No?"

"There's a rule, if this is going to work out, Kira," The authority in his voice was hot. "You will call me Daddy. Got it?"

I swallowed, glanced at the box of toys on my bed, and nodded. "Yes, Daddy,"

This was crazy and yet excitement ran through my veins, pulsing until my p***y throbbed desperately for him.

"Good girl, now how's that picture coming?"