My Billionaire Step Dad Page 7

  Rubbing generously, Risha opened her mouth for me with no prodding, and I shuffled to press her against the wheel. Her soft grunt clung to my inner cheeks; her thick saliva tasting like spearmint and something that was purely her. Groaning as she pumped my cock, I squeezed her supple ass before she managed to free me from my pants entirely.

  My lips left hers, and I yanked Risha’s head back to sink my teeth firmly into the sinew of her shoulder. Her moan was dizzying, sending me spiraling down into a red haze that had no hope of clearing. Even the notion that I didn’t want our first time to be this way couldn’t penetrate my fogged mind.

  I didn’t even get a chance to touch her before she slid down on my cock.

  Gasping loudly, I forced my mouth from Risha’s skin as her silken walls closed around my length. She shuddered delicately, hands on my shoulders and neck twitching from the force of her pulse. Rolling her hips, she sent shocks up my spine just with that tiny movement.

  Desire rose the hairs on my arms, and I leaned back in my seat roughly to capture her mouth. Risha’s thighs trembled against mine as she rode me, and my chest tightened with each sloppy move she made. Fisting her hair tighter, I could feel neurons in my brain short-circuiting from the pleasure she forced on me.

  “Wi- William… I’m- I have t- to… ah- I’m going-“ Risha’s miserable attempt to speak wafted along my tongue, and I gripped her hip to plant my feet flat on the floor. Thrusting up when she slid down, I groaned at the soft squelch that echoed against the blood rushing in my ears.

  “Yes- baby-… cum- don’t hold it in…” Biting out my demand through ground teeth, I struggled to breathe when Risha clamped down on my cock. Her walls squeezed me tighter, and I yanked her head forward to watch her through narrowed eyes. The face she made would make a porn star jealous- lips parted and cracked, and a slight crease appearing between her slender brows and over fluttering lids.

  “Ah-h… ah-“ Risha’s earth-shattering moan shot straight to my cock, and I sucked in a sharp breath. Pulsing wildly, my length ached from base to tip, my balls drawing up to tighten. Pinpricks rushed down my spine as I came inside her, and she sunk down to rest her hot cheek on my forehead.

  We weren’t even sweaty, and I took gulping breaths while her heavy pants sounded right next to my ear.

  “Th- that was unexpect-ted…” Stuttering, my rasp squeezed from my burning lungs. I feel like I ran 3 miles nonstop. Slipping from Risha’s hair, my palm searched her dress until I found the zipper. With trembling fingers, I pulled down my only obstacle to her bare skin, and she arched in a shiver under my caress.

  “Wow…” Her soft moan sounded satisfied, and I cracked a smirk despite how I felt. I’m rusty. That decade didn’t do me any favors. Taking a few seconds to catch my breath, I closed my eyes to relish the feel of her as she fell silent again.

  “… I didn’t want this to happen this way.” Speaking slowly, I took a deep breath of Risha’s musky smell before she flopped back. A blush spread across her cheeks, and my eyes widened to take in her afterglow. My heart started up again, as if we were still in the midst of passion.

  “You mean you were going to feed me first, let the tension build, and then take me home to punish me for lying to you?” Nodding dumbly, I licked my lips with a dry tongue as Risha chuckled softly. “You’re not going to still do that?”

  “I am.” Reaching down the back of Risha’s dress, I gave her plump ass a squeeze while a smirk wormed its way onto my face. “I just didn’t want to make love to you for the first time in a car outside of a sushi place. But… I suppose it’s a good way to gauge how rusty I am.”

  “A good way?” Posing her question innocently, Risha batted her thick eyelashes to draw a groan from me. She was gorgeous, and she knew it. She was an amazing sexual partner, and she knew that, too. Tearing my eyes from her mesmerizing expression, I shook my head hard.

  That look and her glow are going to haunt my dreams. I just know it.

  “The best way, baby girl. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you planned for this.” My voice wobbled when Risha lifted herself off my cock, but she didn’t climb off my lap. In my peripheral she picked at her hair and fanned her face, and I raked my hand through my hair even though it wouldn’t do any good. There was no disguising this, and I didn’t want to.

  “’Hoped for this’ is probably a better description. When you told me this morning that you were breaking up with Anna… a part of me hoped you would come to me. I wouldn’t call it vindictiveness against my mom, but I definitely love having something she couldn’t keep her claws on.”

  “Is that why you’re wearing crotchless panties?” Risha’s blush flared, and it was the only answer I needed. Laughing at her brazenness, I shuffled to sit up straighter before speaking out. “I like it. I wouldn’t like you nearly as much if you were some shy, innocent virgin that didn’t know what a cock looked like.”

  “Please don’t remind me of high school, William…” Smiling up at her at her mock embarrassment, I tucked myself away and fastened my pants. “I’m going to eat so much. I hope you don’t mind. I was so nervous I haven’t eaten anything all day. My interview went great, but Anna called me right after to make sure I was coming to this dinner…”

  “I’ll make it up to you, baby girl. It’s not even 7 yet- the night is young.” My promise put a smile on Risha’s face, and I snatched my keys from the ignition before popping open my door. Cold air rushed on the sharp wind to replace the stifling heat of our togetherness, and I held her arms as she slipped off my lap gracefully.

  The sushi bar was nearly empty; no one wanted to travel tonight, apparently. This restaurant delivered, but most people preferred the hibachi. Excited chatter filled my ears, getting lower as I guided Risha to my usual spot in the corner of the bar. Mirrors lined with glass bottles took up an entire wall, and I eyed the whiskey absently before she stole my attention.

  “What did you think of me when I came up to you at the auction?” Hopping onto a bar stool, I stroked my beard quietly as I thought back to that night. Risha was the most beautiful woman I’d ever met, and all eyes were on her. A few people had even tried to approach her before realizing she was on a mission and headed right for me. At first, I thought her zeroing in on me must’ve been a mistake; there were plenty of other, younger, men there that didn’t arrive with a date.

  “I thought… you were a goddess… and before you laugh, let me clarify the fact that not only are you physically stunning, but you had this look on your face. You didn’t waste time on anyone- almost like every man there was beneath you. I thought- ‘Damn, they don’t make women like you anymore’, but I brushed it off because of Anna. I’m not a cheater, and I have never been. Kissing you at the bar was as close as I’ve ever got. But then you just strutted up to me and started talking about Anna, and it confused the Hell out of me. How could someone like you know someone like her, after all- you’re so far out of anything she can even dream of being, Risha.”

  My longwinded speech came to an end, and Risha blushed hard at my compliments. They were all true, though, and I still thought those things. But I’m not going to say that right now. It’s the first date.

  “Anna started getting really bad after I hit puberty. I was the quiet kid in school that only barely passed, and I didn’t take advanced courses. Cynthia and I went to the same schools since pre-kindergarten, but we got really close in 7th grade because of what Anna was doing… or neglecting to do. Anyway- I was practically living at her and her parents’ house until I graduated high school.” I wasn’t sure how to feel about the fact that Risha didn’t seem at all upset about how her mother treated her, and she shrugged with a soft sigh. “My mom is the only one that calls me Marishka- she knows I hate it. I’ve considered changing my name to just Risha, but I never find the time to go to the courthouse. I was always working.”

  Two sushi menus slid along the bar in my peripheral, cutting off any reply I had. My mind wandered as we paused our talk, and Risha’s littl
e story came up in my inner eye. I would’ve never pegged her to be the slacker in school, but she’d told me several times she didn’t want to work. She only did so out of necessity.

  She’s a piece of work alright.

  Chapter Ten: Risha

  My brain pounded against my eyes, hammering my dreamless sleep to force me into awareness. Squeezing my eyelids shut tightly, a tortured groan floated up from my depths. Struggling to roll my heavy body over, I took a deep, shuddering breath before flinging my arm over my face.

  A frown tugged at my lips when nothing happened, and I cracked open my eyes to stare into the darkness. William’s room was large and sparse, nothing more than a place to sleep, and I gazed at the ceiling to blink away the thick crust that had formed overnight. Trying to wipe away the uncomfortable film, I stiffened at the soft chink that rattled my hungover brain. Tight, thin metal wrapped around my wrist to send goosebumps up my arm, and my heart thudded in my chest.

  Chains. Light links glinted in the low light that seeped in from beyond the curtains covering the windows. Rattling the chain quietly, I winced when the metal bit into my skin.

  “Is it too tight, Risha?” Jerking at the soft coo, surprise widened my eyes as William seemed to materialize out of the gloom. Lifting my head to peer at him, my pupils blew as he stood at the foot of the bed in all his bare-chested glory. He obviously kept himself in shape, and his light coating of chest hair rustled when he inhaled sharply.

  I had never liked big, muscular men, and warmth pooled between my legs at the faint definition he sported.

  “You sleep hard. I was worried you drank too much.” Carefully wrapping his hands around my feet, William smirked sexily as he slid his thumbs between my big and second toes. A nervous giggle escaped me, my legs drawing back only to draw my attention to how naked I was. My dress had disappeared, along with my panties, and the warmth between my thighs flared into a full-on, raging fire.

  “What’s going on?” Wobbling dangerously, my voice came out a high pitched squeak, and William dragged his palms up over my ankles. Climbing onto the bed, he didn’t answer as his hands caressed my calves. With each creeping inch he covered, my heart rate shot up to push blood into the thin space between my brain and my skull.

  “Don’t talk, baby girl. All I want to hear coming from your mouth is ‘Yes, Master’.” Panting harshly when William drew circles just above my knee, I gulped noticeably as his narrowed, bright eyes met mine. “You understand what’s happening, right? You’re going to do everything I say, exactly as I say to do it. You can try to say ‘no’, but I won’t care.”

  Piercing, brown eyes became fine points, and William slapped my inner thigh sharply. Gasping at the sting, I tried to close my legs only to hear that rattling again.

  “Yes! Yes, Master!” My hoarse groan earned me a wicked smile, and William stuck his thumb in his mouth. Licking my lips in want, I held my breath in my tight chest as he caressed the spot he’d abused. Groaning softly, I shivered while he smeared his saliva along my thigh.

  “Good.” Slowly leaning down, William braced his palms against my quivering flesh to take a deep breath against my core. “I’m going to enjoy this… I don’t want to say you won’t, but some mutual pleasure is expected. Don’t forget, baby girl- this isn’t going to be fun. We’re not in my car, having a precious moment before you jump on my cock.”

  Pulling my bottom lip between my teeth, my face flamed at the mention even as my legs twitched and ached to wrap around William’s head. His beard tickled my flushed, throbbing folds, and I tilted my hips only to wince. Fingernails dug into my flesh, and I whimpered pathetically before he trailed light, open-mouthed kisses up my abdomen.

  “Tell me what you did wrong, Risha.” Shuddering violently at the demand, I arched my back with a moan as William dipped his tongue into my navel. For a man celibate for a decade, he surely knew how to play my body. Thick trails of saliva coated my skin as he swerved side to side, and I struggled to work my mind through the haze of desire.

  “I- I lied… to you. Ah-h… I- I’m s- sor-r-r-y…” Moaning loudly, my declaration ended in a harsh pant before William’s mouth left my midsection. Crawling to brace his arms on either side of my head, he held himself above me on his knees with a frown. Heat flushed my face at how cool he looked compared to how hot I burned, and he leaned down to brush the tip of my nose with his.

  “I didn’t tell you to apologize.” Sucking my bottom lip between his teeth, William bit down and tugged harshly. My squeal was loud, bouncing off the walls of this otherwise quiet torture chamber until he spoke up again. “Remember. Everything I say, exactly as I say it. It’s been a while for both of us, so I’ll go easy on you.”

  “Yes, Master.” The words slipped from my heavy, dry tongue like molasses, and I mewled softly when William released my lip. The darkness in his voice caused goosebumps to rise on my chest, and a spear of ice clashed with heat underneath. His taste taunted my taste buds, but instead of going back to what he was doing he grabbed my face.

  William’s hands were so big they could reach ear to ear, and I held my breath as the underside of his knuckles pressed my lips against my teeth. My heart raced, sending blood to roar in my ears, and I stared up at him with wide eyes as his crackled with energy.

  “Tell me what you lied about and why, Risha.” Shame filled my face, and I closed my eyes to block him out. Memories bombarded me, muting the eroticism of the moment as William slid his hand down to my neck. Just like that night at the bar his fingertips massaged my pulse points, and I clenched my jaw together before forcing myself to relax.

  I earned this; I made a mistake, and this was the consequence. William was going to force me to confront all of my choices, one by one, in extreme detail.

  “About Anna being my mom… I wanted to meet you, but I didn’t want you to think I was involved because I hate her. I wanted you to realize I was trying to help you- genuinely trying to help you… But- but a tiny part of me knew that if you knew I was her daughter, you might try to use me. I didn’t know you… and I didn’t want you to know me.” Pain laced my confession, and my heart seized in my chest. Gasping when William squeezed my throat, I blinked hard to watch, understanding and hurt, the war on his grim face. “What changed?” The edge to his voice caught my breath, and I sniffled lightly. My limbs rustled the chains that bound me; my legs wanting to run away from this conversation while my arms burned in desperation to wrap around his shoulders.

  “You… you’re older. Anna always goes for younger guys- sometimes even younger than me. When I first saw you, I knew something was off. You’re too world-weary… too experienced. I couldn’t understand why she would pick someone like you to go after. And then- at the lunch place, I saw you- you looked so happy to see me. That was when I first started to realize that even if you knew, you wouldn’t get back at Anna with me.” A small smile picked up my lips at the memory, and I shook my head to scrape my chin on the coarse hairs that sprouted on William’s knuckles. “At the bar… no one has ever paid such critical, pure attention to me. No one wants to know about how I pranked my mom, or asks why I like dinosaurs so much. I guess… I guess I’m a little attention starved… but-“

  “Sh-h, sh-“ Pressing a soft kiss on my lips, William nestled between my legs to drop onto his elbows. “Tell me why you couldn’t tell me, baby girl.”

  “I thought you’d hate me. I thought you wouldn’t believe me about Anna, and you’d stay with her because of me. The longer I didn’t tell you, the harder it was. I was going to skip last night, but Cynthia said she’d drag me there in my pajamas… but I knew- I knew you wouldn’t be happy. I didn’t know how to get out of the hole I put myself in, and I hurt you.” The sexual atmosphere intensified as William’s hardened member pressed against my core. His hot breath scorched my cheek, and he sighed in a gust that flowed down my collar bone and curled around my breast.

  “… Do you understand how wrong that is, Risha?” Nodding silently, I couldn’t push words pas
t the lump in my throat. William’s face was too close, and I couldn’t see it twist in displeasure before he released my neck to grab my thigh. Raking his nails across my flesh, he only put enough pressure to sting, but the shock was enough. Writhing underneath him, I whimpered loudly before my voice burst from my throat.

  “Yes, Master! Ah-…”

  “That’s right, baby girl. I’m glad you know what you did wrong. You’re so aware of yourself.” His tone was almost mocking, and William sunk down to drag his tongue heavily over the stripes he’d created on my thigh. Hissing at the sharp prickling, I jostled in my restraints in a futile attempt to jerk my leg away. His mouth on my outer thigh sent pin needles of magma into my abdomen, and with each twist and new knot they dug deeper.

  “Now for your reward for telling me the truth.” Shuffling between my legs, William blew gently on my swollen, throbbing clit. Moaning, I shivered hard, and the metal links connecting me to the bed frame clattered loudly from the force. Rough and warm, his tongue teased my sensitive flesh while his hands slithered up to my breasts. Ecstasy sloughed thick in my veins as he squeezed my ready globes. Kneading my heavy flesh, he kept his mouth only a fraction of an inch from my folds.

  “Should I taste you, baby girl?” Placing hot, opened mouth kisses on my bare mound, William hummed softly in fake thoughtfulness. Lifting my head, I stared down at the marvelous view of his face between my thighs before realizing he wanted an answer.

  “Yes- yes… yes… Master…” Breathlessly speaking out, I tilted my hips in eagerness when he smirked widely. Through wide eyes I watched William duck his head, and I held my breath for a few seconds before he delved into my core. Moan after moan dropped from my slack jaw, and I gripped my chains with white-knuckle tightness. Grumbling his satisfaction, he held open my quivering thighs with steady hands as he ravaged my clit.