Promises Made (BBW Billionaire Romantic Erotica) (Vegas Billionaire) by Amelia Rose Read Free Book Online

almost like her fantasy of a man so overcome with desire at watching her that he couldn’t control himself.  She quickly moved into position and spread herself open for him, her fingers stroking at the bare slit between her legs.
     
    “Do you like this, Elle?  Do you like me watching you?”  He leaned forward in the chair, willing her to answer him.
     
    “Yes,” she whispered hoarsely.  Her fingers spread the lips of her slit open, inviting his eyes into her most intimate depths.
     
    “Tell me why you like it.  I want to hear you tell me.”
     
    Her fingers found her clit as he watched her and she rubbed it in slow circles.  “Whenever I masturbate, I fantasize about a strange man watching me.  He gets so excited that he begins touching himself as I let him watch.”
     
    “And does he fuck you, Elle?  Do you let this strange man fuck you?”  He was breathing more heavily now as he talked to her, his eyes locked between her legs.
     
    “No, I’ve never taken it that far.  He just watches me and touches himself.”  She felt her fingers growing wet as they explored her pussy under his gaze.
     
    He stood from the chair and took off his jacket and shirt, then unzipped his jeans, releasing the thick shaft beneath.  Elle let out a long moan at the sight of it and spread her legs apart wider, inviting him between them.  He walked toward the bed, but only stood between her legs.
     
    She looked down her body at his hard cock and he wrapped a large hand around it, squeezing it and rubbing up and down the shaft.  He was just inches from her and his arm brushed against her thigh with each stroke. 
     
    “Look at how hard you’ve made my cock, Elle.  Do you think I’ll be able to control myself and just jerk off over you, or do you think I’ll give into my urge to slide it into your wet little cunt?”
     
    His words inflamed her and  she felt pressure begin to build in her body as an orgasm approached.  She lifted her hips from the bed and began fingering herself frantically, trying to push herself over the edge.  He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away from her body.
     
    “That’s my pussy, Elle.  It doesn’t get to do that until I allow it.” 
     
    She panted as she lay there, close to the edge but unable to reach it without the added sensation of her hand.  Her frustration was enormous and she whimpered, searching his face for any sign of compassion for the state he had left her in.  He gave her a slow smile, boyish charm replaced by something more intense.
     
    He leaned forward and the head of his cock brushed against her clit as he stroked himself.  It was pure torture for Elle and she thought she would scream.  The touch was feather light and just enough to keep her at the edge, but not enough to push her over.  It was as if the man from her fantasy had come to life and decided to show her what she had made him feel.
     
    “Mmm, Elle.  I love looking at your body.  I’ve wanted to do this to you since you first walked into that office.   I spent my entire day wondering what you looked like under that prim suit you wore.  The reality is much better than the fantasy.”
     
    He increased the speed of his strokes as he spoke to her, and she felt the head of his cock rubbing against her clit with more pressure now.  She pushed her hips against it, expecting him to pull it away at any moment and deprive her of the orgasm she so desperately sought.
     
    Anders waited until he breathing began to grow ragged and her eyes closed, knowing she was very close.  “Open your eyes, Elle.  Open them or I’ll stop.”
     
    She opened her eyes and found him watching her face.  The strong muscles in his arm and shoulders flexed as he stroked himself over her body.  Locking his eyes with hers, he entered her in one smooth motion, pressing himself deep into her body. 
     
    “Now, Elle.  I want you to come now.”
     
    She responded to the combination of words and sensations by