A Night With The Billionaire Musician

CHAPTER 1: MIND SEX

ANNA’S POV

There I was, sitting on Max William thick, muscular thigh in nothing but a tiny yellow bikini, goosebumps appearing everywhere on my skin. We were playing truth or dare on the private beach behind his family’s mansion.

Music blasting softly in the background, red cups littered the sand, and the waves provided the perfect dirty soundtrack.

I tried to pay attention to the game. I swear I really did. But it was impossible when I could feel his hard cock pressing right against my pussy, throbbing and growing thicker beneath me with every passing minute.

The thin fabric of my bikini bottoms was doing absolutely nothing to hide how wet I already was.

He leaned in closer, lips brushing my neck, sending shivers down my spine. One of his big hands gripped my waist possessively while the other traced slow circles on my lower back. “I hope you’re enjoying yourself,” he whispered hotly in my ear, voice deep and teasing.

He wasn’t talking about the game because if he was I had stopped listening thirty minutes ago. All I could think about was how badly I needed him inside me, upstairs in his luxurious bedroom, or right here on the beach where everyone could watch. I didn’t care. I just wanted him to rip my bikini off and make me scream his name loud enough for the waves to carry it away.

“Mhm,” I breathed, barely able to keep my voice steady. “I’m really enjoying the game.”

He smirked against my skin and pulled me even tighter until my breasts were crushed against his chest. There was zero space left between us. His hand slid upward, slow until he cupped my breast, thumb brushing over my hard nipple through the thin yellow fabric like he was trying to awaken some dead nerves.

Those nerves weren’t dead they had been screaming since the second I felt his dick twitch underneath me.

God, I need to have sex tonight. It had been three long, excruciating months since I had sex. I feel like my virginity has regrown. Three months of fingering myself every night while thinking about him was no longer enough.

“Anna!! Are you even listening?”

Piper’s sharp voice snapped me out of my fantasy and I looked up just to see the whole group staring at me.

Oh Shit. It was my turn.

I let out an awkward, silly laugh. “Sorry, Piper. I was listening.. umm dare.”

Piper twirled a lock of her perfect hair around her finger, a wicked, bitchy grin spreading across her face. She glanced at Noah Brooks, then back at me, tapping her long nail against her lip like she was savoring this moment. “I dare you to whisper the nastiest thing you’ve ever done… while Noah fingers you.”

My heart slammed against my ribs.

Holy fucking shit, Piper.

I had two choices: chicken out in front of my boyfriend, or go through with it like the brave slut I wanted to be.

I chose the second option.

I leaned over and kissed William softly on the lips, trying to reassure him. He gave me a small nod, but his jaw was tight. Trust me I was much sadder than he was. I didn’t actually want to leave his lap. I definitely didn’t want his best friend’s fingers inside me… even if a small, dark part of me was curious.

Noah was already grinning like Christmas had come early. The idiot had tried to finger me through my skirt back in third grade during piano lessons. This was clearly a dream come through.

The moment I sat next to him, he wasted no time. He pulled my lace bikini bottoms to the side and shoved one thick finger inside me. I gasped sharply. He didn’t go slow or gentle. Within seconds he added a second finger, then a third, pumping them faster, curling them against that perfect spot inside me.

I was supposed to be whispering nasty things in his ear, but I could barely breathe, let alone speak. All I could do was moan softly and rock against his hand.

“Okay, that’s enough.” William’s angry voice sliced through the air. I hadn’t even noticed him standing. His hand wrapped around my arm, yanking me away from Noah.

“Fun sponge!” David yelled, laughing while sipping from his red cup.

“Shut the fuck up,” William growled.

I grabbed his clenched fist. “William , it’s just a dare. Relax.”

He pulled away from me, eyes dark. For a second I couldn’t tell if he was mad at me, or at Noah, or the whole game. Then he turned to the group. “Fuck this game.”

He kicked over a red cup, spilling alcohol into the sand, and dragged me up with him.

Leaning in close, he whispered against my ear, voice rough with jealousy and lust, “Screw this fucking game, Anna. Let’s go have some real fun.”

Yes. Finally.

If I had known all it took was making him jealous, I would have done this a long time ago.

He lifted me effortlessly, hands gripping my ass. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist as he carried me up to the house. The moment we got to his bedroom and the door slammed shut, he threw me onto the massive bed.

“Take your fucking clothes off. Now.”

I barely had time to move before he hooked his fingers in my yellow bikini bottoms and yanked them down my legs. His eyes burned with hunger as he looked at my naked body.

“I’ll show you how it’s really done,” he growled. “When I’m finished with you, you’ll be telling Noah exactly how much better I fuck.”

He climbed on top of me, kissing me hard, one hand wrapped around my throat while the other squeezed my breast. Then his mouth moved lower. He licked, sucked, and bit my nipples until I was writhing underneath him, moaning shamelessly. My legs shook.

“Fuck, William … please…”

He pinned my wrists above my head and spent long minutes worshipping my tits switching from one nipple to the other, sucking harder, grazing them with his teeth. I was a moaning, dripping mess by the time he finally moved lower.

He shoved two thick fingers deep inside me. “You’re so fucking tight, Anna,” he groaned. “I can’t wait .”

His dirty words sent me over the edge. I came hard, squirting around his fingers. Before I could recover, he replaced them with his tongue, licking and sucking my clit like a starving animal.

I moaned so loudly he had to place his hand over my mouth.

“Relax, baby,” he said, eyes filled with lust. “I haven’t even started yet.”

He kept devouring me until my legs were trembling uncontrollably. Finally, he pulled back, pushed his shorts and boxers down, and freed his hard, throbbing cock. He climbed back on top of me, pinning me to the bed. I felt the thick head of his dick press against my entrance.

This was it. I was finally going to have sex with—

“ANNA! ANNA!!”

My eyes shot open

I was back in my small, boring bedroom. Blankets twisted around my sweaty thighs. Heart pounding like crazy. No beach, no yellow bikini and most especially no William .

Just my chemistry textbooks scattered on the floor. It was all just a dream.

“ANNA!! You’re going to be late for school! Ella is already here waiting!”

“Fuck.”