Because He Watches Me (Because He Owns Me, Book Nine) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) (44 page)

“I’ve apologized already,” she said. “What more do you want from me?”

He stared out the window of the car. “I don’t know. I really don’t.”

The rest of the ride was silent.

Nicole was having horrible thoughts about what might come next. She pictured Red sending her directly from the hotel to the airport, imagined herself alone on the flight home from Germany. She felt emptier than she’d felt in a long time.

Red was sitting as far away from her as humanly possible.

Soon, the tears started, and she cried completely silently, wiping them from her eyes as inconspicuously as possible.

And then, as the hotel came in sight, Red stretched his arm across the gap between them and his hand fell on her hand. He was warm and he gripped her hand tightly, squeezing with reassurance. “I’m sorry I yelled,” he said softly.

She turned and looked at him, still with wet eyes. “I’m sorry too.”

“I love you, Nicole.”

“I love you too.” She tried to smile.

She could see the strain behind his eyes and knew he hadn’t gotten past this completely, but she also knew he was trying very hard. Red licked his lips, took a deep breath, and smiled. “The good news is, we can go home.”

***

L
ater that night
, Red was sitting on the bed in his sweatpants and a white t-shirt, reading a book and relaxing.

Nicole came out of the bathroom wearing garters, white lace panties, a white bra, and a pair of black stilettos.

He looked up from his book and his eyes got wider and wider. “What’s this about?” he said.

She bent down to her luggage and found the two scarves she’d brought along on the trip to surprise him. She hadn’t been sure there would be a time to use them, but here it was. She tossed them on the bed. “This is my way of saying sorry for earlier.”

For a moment, his expression grew pained, as though her reminding him of what had transpired earlier was already more than he could take. But that particular storm passed, and then he was smiling again.

“Someone’s gotten confident,” he said, eyeing her.

She was already moist down there, and it felt as though he knew how excited she was. Everything was hot and raw in anticipation of what was to come. But Nicole didn’t know if she was allowed to start this type of game, since Red had always been the one who decided when and where the play took place.

“I’m confident that you’ll find an appropriate way to punish me for my mistakes,” she said.

Red tossed his book aside and it landed on the floor with a thud. Then he got up and took the two scarves—one red and one green—and held them in hand as he approached her.

“Your confidence is well founded, sweetheart.” He took the one scarf and wrapped it as a blindfold around over her eyes. She felt it tied tightly against the back of her head.

And then he bound her wrists in front of her.

“Come with me,” Red commanded, leading her by her tied wrists. “Stop,” he told her. Then he positioned her so that her elbows and forearms were against the wall and her head was touching the wall as well. Her back was arched, ass sticking out, legs spread wide as she stood in her high heels.

“That’s beautiful,” Red admired. “Your butt looks so perfect right now. Like it’s just waiting to be spanked and reddened.”

Her entrance grew hot and wet as he spoke.

“And you want to be spanked, don’t you?” he said.

“Yes,” she admitted.

His hands caressed her buttocks now, squeezing and lightly slapping her flesh. The light taps on her butt caused the skin to tickle, and the tickle spread to her warm pussy, which was so moist it was practically dripping.

“You still have a lot to learn, Nicole,” Red told her, and then he slapped her ass with his hand.

“I want to learn from you, sir.”

“You’ve become disobedient and stubborn,” he said. “Isn’t that so?”

“Yes, sir.”

This time, the smack on her ass was a bit harder. It wasn’t painful exactly, and Nicole had found that she truly enjoyed the pressure on her behind when he spanked her. Red seemed to know exactly the right amount of force to exert for the sexiness to reach its peak.

He leaned in and pulled her hair, angling her head backwards. Then she felt his lips on her ear. “Are you all mine?”

“Yes. I’m your little slut,” she offered.

“What does my little slut do?”

“Anything you want.”

“Tell me something you’ll do right now.”

“Suck your big cock. Put it in my mouth.”

“You forgot something important, Nicole. You forgot to call me sir.” And then his hand was paddling her ass, quickly, back and forth from cheek to cheek as he tugged her hair.

She moaned and cried out, wishing he would touch her swollen mound of flesh. It quivered and contracted as he smacked her behind over and over again.

Nicole was sweating now. She wanted him so badly, wanted him to touch her body, put his mouth and hands everywhere. And she wanted to caress his body—his arms, his chest and stomach. More than anything, she wanted to put his manhood in her mouth and pleasure him until he couldn’t take it anymore.

Finally, he stopped spanking her ass and slowly rubbed it with one hand. “Your butt is pink and hot to the touch now,” he whispered. “Just as I like it.”

“Yes,” she moaned.

His hand strayed lower on her buttocks, circling underneath to where her folds awaited his deft fingers. He began slowly massaging her flesh, gathering the juices that lay on the outside of her and then pushing two fingers into the hole, slowly.

“I might come,” she moaned, unable to hold out after so much stimulation.

“Do not come,” he said. “I mean it, Nicole. Don’t you dare come unless I tell you to.” He continued to penetrate her with his fingers, and her breathing was rapid fire, her chest heaved.

Her pussy was twitching and contracting as it started to climax, and she bit her lower lip, concentrated on not letting herself finish just yet.

The sensation was almost like having to sneeze and then not being able to. It was positively maddening.

“Please, sir. I need to come.” Her legs shook and her hands, bound together, clenched.

“No. Don’t do it.” He continued pushing his thick fingers into her, going deeper. “You’re almost ready to receive my cock, now, my little slut. Do you want it?”

“God, yes,” she cried.

“But you won’t come until I say so.”

“I’ll try, sir.”

He yanked her hair. “You’ll do as I say.”

“Yes sir.”

His fingers fucked her more quickly now. “You’re juices are pouring out,” he marveled. “I want to taste you,” he said. And then she heard him licking his fingers. “You taste incredible,” Red told her. “But I need more.”

Suddenly his face was buried in her pussy from behind, pushing her thong aside with his hands and tongue. His lips were attached like a suction cup to her flesh as his tongue circled around her slit, covering it in his spit and plunging his tongue inside of her.

How could she not come with him doing this?

Nicole squeezed her eyes shut, even though she was already blindfolded. She grit her teeth as her body positively screamed out for release.

Red was as enthusiastic about eating her out as he’d ever been, and his ministrations were driving her crazy. Every stroke of his tongue was enough to send her over the edge and into a mindless orgasm, but she was not allowed.

“Please, sir. I can’t hold out any longer.”

“You must,” he said, and then took his tongue and swept up her slit with one long motion.

She cried out in desperation and ecstatic frustration. “I can’t stop it!”

Her whole body was shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. She didn’t know how much longer she could even stand up.

Red was enjoying this torture. His tongue was slower now, working on her with a concerted diligence, probing her most secret place with total knowledge of what would get her off. Slowly, his tongue circled her flesh, swirling first one way and then the next.

Nicole was starting to cry a little from the pleasure that could not be fully released. Her teeth chattered.

Red continued licking her as he reached around front and began casually rubbing her clitoris. Now he was rubbing her in the front and licking her from behind. All of the stimulation was too much. He was going to make sure she failed at awaiting his command to come.

“Oh, oh please…please sir…please let me…” she begged.

He continued on, and she was pouring herself out, the smell of her scent strong in the air.

He was sucking and licking, sucking and licking, his fingers rubbing more and more furiously. She was going to explode or pass out. Nicole had lost all control of herself.

She screamed, on the verge of total collapse.

And then he suddenly got to his feet and unleashed his manhood, pushing into her from behind—all of his cock at once thrust inside of her.

“Now you may come,” he said.

And she did come, before he was even finished with his sentence, her whole body was climaxing. She actually fell backwards into him, her muscles were like stone, completely rigid.

She was crying out as he took her in his arms, his hands holding her breasts as he pumped against her, pushing his erection in and out of her throbbing wet entry.

Nicole came three or four times, one wave building to the next and the next, bigger and bigger.

Finally, just when it seemed it couldn’t end, that she’d be swept away into an endless string of orgasms…the last one petered out and she was done.

Nicole broke down and sobbed in his arms from the exhaustion of it all.

Red took her blindfold off, untied her wrists, and carried her to the bed, laid her down and held her. “Was it too much?”

She nodded, then she shook her head no. Then she nodded again.

He laughed and she laughed too, looking into his kind eyes. “I loved it,” she said. “But it nearly killed me.”

Red smiled at her. “I don’t know what comes over me when I’m close to you,” he said. “I want to make every experience the most intense one you’ve ever had. I want you to think of nothing else, nothing but my touch.”

“It’s all I ever want,” she said, kissing his neck. “You didn’t finish yet, did you?” she asked.

He was still breathing heavily. “Not yet,” he said. “But I don’t care.”

She reached down and started stroking his rock hard shaft. “I care,” she said, grinning mischievously.

His nostrils flared and his eyes had that hungry look again.

She began stroking faster and faster as he hovered above her. She liked watching his expression as she did it. She could see the want and the need written all over his face, and Nicole liked that power.

Nicole lay back on the bed, sensing what he wanted to do to her. He moved on top of her and slowly she took him into her mouth, as he straddled her. Now Red was controlling her, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth at whatever speed he desired. She locked her lips tightly around his shaft.

“Oh my god,” he said.

She slid her tongue up and down his manhood as he pressed into her. Then he pulled slightly out so that just the head of him was still in her mouth. She bobbed her head back and forth on it as fast as possible.

“Nicole, Nicole, Nicole,” he whispered. And then he was fucking her mouth faster and faster.

Nicole was letting him do it, she wasn’t resisting, even though he was enormous and she sometimes didn’t know if she could take him all the way in.

“I’m going to come,” he said. “Can I come in your mouth like this?”

She nodded. And then he was thrusting faster and she wanted it all, wanted to feel the rush of his seed as it spilled down her throat—and he did, spurting into her warm, wet mouth.

Surprisingly, she had yet another orgasm—she was so turned on from giving Red pleasure this way.

That night, they fell asleep in each other’s arms, and Nicole could have sworn they merged at some point and she didn’t know or care who was who and all she knew was love.

***

O
n the flight home
, Red seemed carefree in a way that surprised Nicole.

He was smiling and happy, even though she knew things were terrible on the business side of things. She knew he’d essentially given up on trying to fix the German advertising agency they’d acquired, and he was ignoring almost all of his phone calls.

She didn’t bother him about it. Nicole figured that as long as he seemed happy, she wasn’t going to rock the boat.

But mid-way through the flight, as the two of them sat holding hands, she looked at his face and saw in his eyes that he was bothered. It wasn’t anything obvious—she just knew.

“What are you going to do now?” she asked him.

He sighed. “Take my lumps like a man, I guess.”

“What does that mean, exactly?”

“It means I’m going to wait patiently until the board of directors meets, and then I’ll go in, give a little speech, and get fired.”

She nodded, hesitant about the next thing she wanted to ask him. Red looked at her and pushed her bangs out of her eyes with the tips of his fingers. She licked her lips, started to speak and then thought better of it.

“What’s on your mind, babe?” he said.

“I don’t want to make you mad.”

“You can tell me anything.”

She exhaled. “Okay. Well, I was just thinking—are you sure you don’t want to take Kane Wright’s offer after all?”

Red uttered a high-pitched laugh of disbelief. “Please tell me you’re joking, Nicole.”

“I knew you’d be mad.”

“I’m not mad, I’m baffled. How many times are you going to flip-flop on this thing? One second you’re telling me to make a deal with him, the next you’re taking it all back and telling me he’s a creep. Now you’re telling me to reconsider yet again?”

“No, no, it’s just—“

“Just what? Did you have another conversation with him?” Red asked, peering into her eyes with a look that was bordering somewhere between humorous and mistrustful.

“Of course I didn’t have a conversation with him. I’ve been with you pretty much every second of the day.”