Page 85 of The Billionaire's Pact

“Rocco, come on.” I laughed and pushed his chest, nodding towards his housekeeper who was clearing away the food.

“You’re so shy,” Rocco teased, but let it go. He took my hand, and I followed him out of the dining room to his office. It wasn’t a place I’d been too much, and I didn’t know how much he had changed it from when his grandfather had lived here. It had a lived in feel to it. The leather couches were worn and soft. There were photographs of family members on the walls. One even had on a flapper hat and a fringe gown next to a man with a top hat and tails. I loved the fact that everything was so rich in history. It made me wish I knew more about my own family.

He plopped down in the seat behind the desk and groaned. “All this work is stressing me out. We need a vacation.”

I walked over and closed the door. A wild idea came to mind, but I was shy about doing it. Rocco had, for the most part, initiated sex.

Maybe I can try to seduce him?

I took a deep breath and knelt on the carpet and sat there for minutes, waiting for Rocco to look over. He finally did, and he gazed at me like I’d spouted a new head. “What are you doing?”

My cheeks warmed, and I averted my eyes. “I thought we could role-play tonight. Maybe…?” I chewed on my bottom lip. Or is this wrong?

I heard a chuckle, then an outright laugh from him.

My face burned, and I wished the room could open up and swallow me. “Sorry.” I quickly climbed to my feet, and rushed to the door.

“No, don’t leave the room, Adelina. I laughed because you continue to surprise me. But I love surprises,” he mused. “And I also love role playing…I didn’t permit you to leave,” he said in a commanding voice. “Take off your clothes and kneel back down. I prefer you naked whenever you’re on your knees.”

“So you want to do this?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said. “I like your initiative. I also think it would be fun. I’m not one for slave dominance, but I can take on the role.” He rubbed his hands together, and I laughed. “Now, take off your clothes and get back to sitting on your knees.”

I stood, removed my shirt and jeans, and glanced at him.

“All off,” he instructed.

I unclasped my pushup bra and removed my thong, leaving me naked and eager.

“Now on your knees, push your breast out, and spread your knees wider so I can see my sweet wet cunt. Entice me,” he commanded.

My skin tingled and heated at his dominance. I opened my thighs wider.

“Mmm,” Rocco groaned and came around the desk. I could see his shoes in front of me, and I glanced up. His gaze was focused between my thighs. “Don’t raise your head unless I ask you to. Submission is about offering control of yourself to your partner in any way they like. Let me guide you.”

I nodded.

“Now, keep your eyes down, Adelina, unless I ask you to look at me. Everything is at my will, as your dominant.”

The sound of clothes rustling filled my senses. “Lift your head.” He had his cock out, stroking it. “You’re a good girl, Adelina. It annoys me how hard you work to please everyone but yourself. But fuck, it turns me on how you work to please me.” He came closer and rubbed my head. “I like my good girl.” He gripped my hair and brought his cock to my lips, rubbing it on them. My tongue darted out and swiped it.

Rocco tsked. “You should ask first, Bella. But I liked your hot tongue on my dick.” He sat on the couch. “Lay back and spread your legs. Rub your clit until I tell you to stop.”

I moved on my back and spread my legs wide. It was so exposing; I was embarrassed, but still turned on. My skin turned hot as I rubbed my clit. It felt good, and I stroked faster.

“Not so fast; I don’t want you to come. I want you to seduce me, make me desperate to eat you out.”

I slowed my hand and rubbed lightly, still growing hotter under his gaze and control. I clenched my thighs and gushed. I glanced down between my legs in shame. I’d dripped on the carpet.

He groaned. “You’re a bad girl, dripping on my floor.”

My skin burned.

“I should make you lick it up, but I don’t want to share my sweet pussy right now.”

A moan escaped my lips, and I stroked my clit faster as he stared. My breath became ragged as my body vibrated and tightened. I’m about to come.

“Stop,” he commanded. “Crawl between my legs and lick my cock the way you wish I’d lick your cunt.”

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