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I down the rest of my second scotch, and I take my jacket off, throwing it on the chair.
He smiles darkly and his hungry eyes drop down my body. I'm wearing a lace-up black leather corset that pushes my breasts to the moon, along with tiny leather panties. He walks around me like the hunter circling his prey. He slides his robe over his shoulders, and my breath catches.
He's naked and hard. Muscles ripple in his abdomen, and he has a ‘V' of perfect definition that drops to his groin. His large cock hangs heavily between his legs. I can see every vein on its engorged head. Pre-ejaculate drips from the end and he hasn't even touched me yet.
My body begins to tingle, from my arousal and from the scotch, but mainly because of him.
He walks over to his suitcase and takes out a black leather whip. My eyes immediately widen.
Fuck.
“I’m going to hit you three times.” His dark eyes hold mine. “And then I’m going to fuck your ass.”
I swallow the lump in my throat. “Yes, sir.” I look around the room. “Can I have another scotch, please?”
He smirks at the sound of my consent, and he nods before pouring me another drink. When he comes back to me he kisses me softly, as if he’s already apologising in advance for what I’m about to endure. His lips linger over mine and our foreheads touch.
“You know that I love you,” he whispers.
“Yes.”
“I won’t hurt you.”
“I know,” I mumble, my heart racing wildly. I really don’t know if I can do this.
But I want to… for him.
I want to be everything for him.
I tip my head back and drain the glass of scotch, and all at once he grabs me by the hair to kiss me. He’s all suction and domination as his tongue sweeps through my mouth and he holds my head the way he wants it.
“On your back, baby.”
His finger slides underneath my leather panties and through my sex where grabs me aggressively. “I want to suck on your beautiful, creamy cunt.” My sex tightens, wanting him… needing him.
Jesus Christ, he’s so fucking hot.
I lie down on the bed and he slowly rolls my leather panties down my legs. He slides his fingers through my sex and pulls me open for him to study.
I hold my breath.
He bends and tenderly kisses the inside of my thigh, enticing a quiver from my body. His eyes hold mine as he blows on me. What for, I’m not sure, but there could be a fire down there. I wouldn’t be surprised.
He strokes himself a few times, and I watch the pre-ejaculate drip. God, this is one hell of a show. Imagine getting paid to do this. There’s a lot to be said for prostitution when you’re dealing with clients like him.
Julian bends and presses his tongue through my open flesh, and I have to clench to stop myself bucking. He grabs my thighs, pulls them open, and begins sucking on my sex. His dark eyes never leave mine.
Oh God, Heaven have mercy.
My hands go to the back of his head, holding him close as his eyes close. The sounds of his moans vibrate against me. He builds me up to an almost-orgasm, and then he stops right at the edge of it. I have to close my eyes to block him out. The mere sight of him is arousing enough to send any red-blooded woman insane.
“J-Julian,” I pant.
“You can’t come.” He growls.
“Why not?”
“You’ll come on my cock and not a moment before.”
