Contract With A Billionaire

Daniel_

  It was late in the afternoon, and I had just ended my meeting at Velazquez Tech. I was standing outside the building with my personal assistant, Amanda, waiting for the driver so we can head to the hotel. I got to the hotel bar and ordered a glass of whiskey. I sipped my whiskey, the cool liquid burning down my throat.

“Cassie’s in town too,” Amanda said, walking up to me at the table. “She’s modeling for a fashion show tomorrow night. Want me to get you tickets?”

I raised an eyebrow. Cassie was a stunning model I'd met a few months ago in Canada. We'd had a whirlwind romance, but I'd made it clear I wasn't looking for anything serious.

"I don't do fashion shows, Amanda," I said, my voice firm. "But invite Cassie over tonight."

Amanda nodded, a knowing glance in her eye. She knew the score with me and Cassie. We are two consenting adults enjoying each other's company, nothing more.

   I walked into my suite, tossing my jacket onto the sofa. The room was spacious, with a stunning view of the city skyline. I checked my phone the umpteenth time. I heard a knock on the door; it was Cassie. She walked in wearing a red dress that hugged her curves perfectly; my gaze lingered on her long legs.

“Hi Daniel, didn’t know you were in town; why didn’t you text me?” She asked, her voice husky.

I shook my head, gesturing for her to come in. “I’ve been busy.”

She smiled; sitting beside me on the sofa, she tried to kiss me, and I immediately looked away. “Sorry, Cassie,” I said, my voice low. “I don’t kiss people, and you know that,” my usual defense mechanism kicking in.

She looked at me, her eyes filled with desire.

“I’m sorry Daniel, I’ve just missed us, I mean…you.”

I pulled her close, my lips on her neck, sending shivers down her spine. I could feel her wetness on my trousers.

“Fuck, Cassie,” I exhaled. “You’re not wearing panties.”

She pulls back to look at me. “I came prepared.”

Her eyes filled with mischief as she bit her lower lip, her hand sliding down my chest to grip my belt. Her hips grinding against mine with pressure. I could smell her pussy from here, so inviting.

She was straddling my lap, Cassie raised up her dress, revealing her bare pussy, slick and swollen. She rocked forward, coating my trousers with her juices, her breath hitching. “I've been thinking about you all day; I want to do nasty things with you,” she murmured, leaning in to capture my mouth again, I moved my face to the side so her lips would land on my neck.

My hands roamed up her ass, spreading them as she ground harder. She began gasping and reached between us to pull down my pants. My cock sprang free, hard and throbbing, pre-cum all over the tip. Cassie wrapped her fingers around it, stroking firmly from base to head, her thumb circling the sensitive underside.

'Goodness, you're so thick,' she whispered, standing up slowly. She sat on me, her pussy enveloping my length inch by inch. Wet heat squeezed me softly; she started riding me, hips rolling in a steady rhythm, her breasts bouncing up and down.

I thrust up to meet her wet pussy, Cassie moaned, arching her back, her pace quickening. The scent of skin on skin filled the room, her wetness dripping down my balls. “Fuck me, Daddy,”she demanded, nails pierced into my shoulders. “Fuck me like you mean it.”

She looked straight into my eyes, making eye contact and I immediately broke it with a smile. “I know what you’re doing.” I said.

“Oh yeah?” She said. “And what’s that?”

“You’re trying to make me fall in love with you, fucking me like this with eye contact.”

A mischievous smirk slides across her lips. “Is it working?”

“No.” I answered firmly.

“I’m going to come,” she whimpers, breathe coming hard and fast. Her lower lip begins to tremble as her orgasm takes over, she moaned my name. “Daniel…”

“Don’t come yet.” I carried her to the bed, making her arc her back, I slipped my fingers into her swollen,wet pussy, hitting her G spot. She holds my hand, I can feel every desperate breathe she takes. “Shit,” she curses, rolling her hips in rhythm with my fingers. Her legs shake around my arm, her thighs closing slowly.

“Come here,” I say, She’s so fucking easy to toss around, to position where I need her, I pulled her closer to my reach. “Yesss,come for me.”

Her eyes locked on mine, pleading, as my fingers curl deeper inside her heated pussy, stroking that sensitive spot with precision. She gasps, “Yes daddy,” she moaned loud, her body shaking—now she's chasing that edge, hips bucking wildly against my fingers.

I leaned in close, my breathe hot against her ear. “That's it, let go for me.”  Her thighs trembling as the tension coils tighter in her core. A loud moan escapes her lips, building into a sharp cry when the orgasm crashes over her, her pupils dilated wide. Her pussy clenches around my fingers, her juices flooding out, dripping down my fingers and onto the sheets.

She vibrates violently, back arching off the bed, toes curling as she rides it out. I didn’t stop, fingering slowly through the wetness, drawing out every last quiver until she's out of breathe and panting. “Good girl,” I murmur, pulling my fingers out of her wet pussy, holding them up to her lips. She sucks them clean without hesitation, tasting herself on my fingers hungrily.

“Now, come ride me.” a smile curved on her lips as she nods. She pushed herself up on shaky legs, her wet pussy hovering just above my hard dick. She lowers herself slowly at first, taking me inch by inch. I held her hips hard, guiding her as she starts to rock my dick.

“Yes daddy, fuck my pussy.” She moaned, her ass pressing against my thighs. I groaned, the heat of her pussy enveloping every inch.

"That's it, baby girl take it all in." I growled, watching her boobs bounce with every rock of her body. She rode me harder now, her cum dripping down to my balls. Now I am about to cum. I fuck her harder till I released on her stomach.

“Go clean up.” I said spanking her ass.

***

"Hey,good morning." she said, sounding sleepy.

"Hey."

Cassie's eyes sparkled. "Last night was... amazing."

I nodded, "It was."

"Daniel, I feel a connection," Cassie said, her voice hesitant. "Don't you?"

“Cassie, I’m not looking for anything serious. Just... don’t make it harder than it already is.” My expression was neutral, but my mind was filled with warning signals. "Cassie, I. . . Let's just enjoy the moment, okay?" I said, trying to soften the blow. Her smile faded.

“I guess I’m the only one who’ wants... something real.” She said quietly.

“Order room service, put it on my tab, I have a flight to catch back to canada.” I walked out of the door.

Her voice cracked as she called out one last time, “Daniel...”

As I walked out of the hotel room, I heard Cassie’s voice behind me, her tone cold. “You’re making a mistake, Daniel.” I didn’t turn back but i felt a shiver down my spine.

I brought out my phone from my pocket to let Amanda know I am going to the lobby when i received a message from an unknown number: “You can’t run from the past, Daniel.”