

Mr Billionaire, Cherish Me
Roberta Josh · Ongoing · 80.0k Words
Introduction
"Off the bed," he told me, and he pointed at the lip of the raised platform that extended a meter out from the edge of the bed. "And on your hands and knees."
I blinked, parsing the instructions for a moment, before doing as he said. I got off the bed and lowered myself onto all fours. He beckoned me with a finger, then, and I crawled to him. Once at his feet, tantalizingly close to his crotch, he bent down and ran a warm finger up my spine, making me squirm.
"Head up."
I put my head up.
"Neck back."
I put my neck back.
He fastened the collar onto me. I felt the cool metal of the hinge on my neck. "I won't try to run away," I told him. He fixed hard eyes on me, and I realized that I was not to speak. She could, however, see his arousal beginning to stir. The shape of his hardening manhood could be seen clearly through his thin slacks.
Damian dropped to his knees, then. He looked at me and held up my chin so my eyes met him. "I know you won't run away," he whispered. "You can't. But I like to see you like this, Emma."
Emma needs some money to pay for her studies, and as it shows, she has no one to turn to but herself only. So, she finds herself in a club where she has to get a stripper job in order to feed and pay for school, and there, she meets with Damian who won't only be her boss, but also her "Daddy".
Chapter 1
EMMA
The first thing I saw when I went to apply for the job was Damian
Black with another woman’s head between his legs. I’d been directed to his office by the bouncer at the front door, but loud slurping noises had made me stop short. The door hadn’t been fully shut, and I couldn’t help but take a peek. He was sitting in his office chair and some blonde was doing her best to get him off, but his gorgeous face looked more bored than aroused. A rush of fury raked through me at the image.
Damian was mine!
Well, I guess that’s not completely true. I’ve been a bit obsessed with him ever since he moved into our neighborhood a few years ago. I didn’t think he had a clue who I was, though. I’d taken to roller skating past his house on the regular, and one time I saw him mowing his yard with his shirt off. Most houses in our neighborhood paid for lawn service, and I knew he could afford it, so I was surprised to see him out there doing it himself. The sight of all that tanned, muscular flesh had made me nearly fall on my ass, which I’m pretty sure he noticed. I’ve rubbed myself raw masturbating to that memory over the last year, secretly watching him and biding my time.
From where I was standing, I could only see his profile, but, damn, was it a good one. Dark stubble dotted his cheeks, and he had a jawline that looked like it had been carved from marble. A thick head of hair that was only very lightly dotted with gray made him look sexy as fuck. I’d just turned 18, so I guess most girls wouldn’t get turned on by someone who’s old enough to be their dad, but I was. God, was I ever.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the giant cock the slutty blonde was trying to deepthroat. She was giving it a valiant try but still only barely making it halfway. My lips twitched as I thought about trying to take him in. I wondered if I could do it. I wasn’t sure, but I knew I really, really wanted to try. I wanted to choke on that giant cock while he pulled my hair so tightly it made my eyes water. As if my hand had a mind of its own, it slipped under my skirt. My fingers traced along my panties, feeling the wetness already seeping through. I desperately wanted to finger myself, but instead I lightly massaged my clit over my panties, focusing on Damian’s thick cock.
My breathing was growing out of control, and I could no longer hold back. A quick glance down the hallway told me I was alone, so I slipped my hand down my panties and had to stifle a groan at how good it felt to finally slide a finger into my wet pussy. I knew it was risky, but how could I not touch myself after seeing Damian’s cock? It was so perfect, and I wanted it so badly. I ignored the woman completely and instead imagined that I was the one fucking him with my mouth. I rubbed my clit harder as I thought about how good he would taste and feel against the back of my throat. When I came, I had to use my left hand to brace myself against the wall to keep from falling. I clenched my mouth shut so I wouldn’t scream out as pleasure roared through me. My thighs squeezed around my hand as tremors racked my body and my fingers worked to draw out the orgasm to its fullest.
Shaking, I forced myself to take a deep breath and snap out of it. I slid my hand out of my panties. I couldn’t go into the interview with my fingers glistening from my own juices, so I sucked them clean. I had to force my brain to not think about how good it would feel to have Damian licking my fingers clean. His hot mouth on my skin, sucking them gently while his tongue rolled over the sensitive skin between my fingers. My nipples were so hard it was painful, and I began to second guess my decision to wear a tiny cami with a built-in bra that wasn’t doing shit to keep these perky nips hidden. At least my skirt would hide my wet pussy, and it was ridiculously wet at this point.
My head snapped back up at the sound of his deep, sexy voice.
“Jessica, thanks so much for trying, but I’d rather jack myself off than watch this pathetic attempt at oral sex any longer.”
There was no anger or animosity in his tone, just absolute boredom and resignation.
Jessica sat back on her heels with an angry look on her face. “I’m trying my best, Damian. It’s not my fault your cock is so big. Besides,” she added, wiping spittle from her chin, “I have a really sensitive gag reflex.”
Damian maneuvered his cock back into his suit pants and zipped them up, making me want to sigh with the loss of it. He looked down at her and said, “I’m sure you do. Maybe next time don’t ask if you can do something if you know damn good and well that the ability is beyond you.”
With a flick of his hand, he waved her off, and she scurried to her feet to leave. I barely had enough time to jump out of the way before the door flew open and Jessica stormed out. When she saw me, she smirked and said, “Good luck, bitch.”
I was too stunned to say anything, so instead I just watched her storm off with her heels angrily clicking on the hard floor as she went.
I turned around and immediately slammed into a hard wall, or at least if felt like a hard wall, but this hard wall was encased in a very expensive looking suit and it smelled of an equally expensive cologne. I grabbed onto his shoulders to steady myself and almost sighed at how good he felt. The guy must work out like an animal, I thought to myself, but then I met his eyes and all other thoughts flew out of my brain.
Holy fuck!
I’d never been this close to him, and I hadn’t realized how beautiful his eyes were. They were a vibrant emerald green, large and almond shaped with long, dark lashes. He was even more beautiful than I’d remembered from my many distant glimpses of him, and trust me, I thought about this man a lot, but not even my very active imagination had done him justice.
How in the hell did anyone accomplish anything around this man? All I wanted to do was hike my skirt up and rub my pussy along every part of his body. He looked at me with an amused expression and asked, “Can I help you?”
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