The billionaire's Toy

His word

I wore the lingerie, the simplest one to take off.

Killian made me stand in front of him like some kind of model he wanted to show off.

The way he stared at me made me feel like I mattered, the earlier promise he made in the hotel room that day calming me down and soothing me.

He said he would never let another man touch me and I trust that he meant his word as a businessman.

I jumped a little when his fingers grazed my neck, his touch was gentle, and they swayed me from my thoughts as he tuned my body the way he knew how to.

He kissed me deeply making me melt against him as I clung to him like a baby, he was back to being his aggressive self and I enjoyed this part of him so much.

He ripped the lingerie and I gasped.

"Really?" I asked,

"I will buy you another." He said as he ripped it completely. His hand went to my head as he pushed down, and I understood what he wanted.

I fell to my knees immediately in submission as his cock sprang out of his slacks.

I licked my lips hungrily, the precum leaking from the mouth of his cock.

"That's it!" He groaned when I took him in my mouth.

I puffed my cheeks and tightened my lips around his cock. My hand goes to his balls to massage him. His hand came up to grip my head, thrusting his hips slowly to my movements.

I followed his lead as he increased, his grip getting tighter on my head. It was painful but a good kind of pain.

This was the Killian I knew, my rough, temperament and uncontrollable master. I needed more of him like this.

I reached down to touch myself, I was so wet. I massaged my clitoris as I sucked him off.

His thrusts were beginning to get frantic and sloppy meaning he was close to cuming.

I abandoned my pleasure as I palmed his cock tightly with my fists, stroking and sucking him off at the same time.

A deep guttural groan escaped his lips when his seeds shot into my mouth, down my throat in a smooth line.

"Jesus!" He whispered as he stared down at me in astonishment.

I felt proud to leave him speechless.
Killian reached for me, pulling me to my feet as he kissed me again. He bent me over on the bed as he spread my legs.

Choosing to bury his face between my thighs as he feasted on my wet pussy.

"You are so wet," he observed.

"Just for you, master," I say.

He groaned deep in his throat in satisfaction at my words. His tongue swiped my slit and left my legs to tremble against the bed.

My back was arched to him and my face was buried in the pillow as he ate me out from the back.

My moans were being swallowed by the pillow as it muffled the sounds of pleasure I let out.

My lower abdomen was beginning to get tight, I was so close. My whimpers became louder as my orgasm drew close.

Killian withdrew, I opened my mouth to protest when he slammed inside me with so force that the bed moved.

"Ah!" I yelled.

My orgasm washed over me as he pounded into me, I could feel every inch of his cock as my pussy clamped down on it.

"I can feel you cuming." He growled as he kept thrusting inside me.

My pussy latched on to his greedily as it milked his dick for everything it has got.

"You are so tight," he said.

The dirty words did nothing to soothe me. I could feel another wave of orgasm coming as his thrusts increased.

He was close too.

"My darling Catalina," he whispered.
The sound gripping my heart, the words spoken were soft and meaningful and I couldn't help but wish that he was falling in love with me.

But of course, it was just a wish.
His seeds spilled inside me as he came with a loud groan.

My insides felt sore from all the pounding and even more empty as he pulled out of me.

He stared at his seeds dripping down my legs, something akin to possessiveness shone in his eyes but that could be my imagination.

"Are you on the pill?" He asked suddenly,

I shook my head, "no."

"We need to get you started on one. We don't want accidents happening, do we?" He asked,

I shook my head at that. But I couldn't help but feel sad, I wasn't worthy to carry his baby.

I was a slave to him after all, not his wife or anything meaningful.

"I think I will join you in that shower after all." He said suggestively.

I led the way to the bathroom as we washed out the smell of sex from our bodies.
...
The next morning, I woke up before Killian and I thought of the best way to wake him up,  I dipped back under the covers and placed my lips on his favorite part of him.

His cock.

He roused in his sleep but didn't wake. I palmed his cock and sucked as his eyes shot open.

"Catalina?" He asked sleepily, his deep morning voice sending shivers down my back and straight to my pussy.

I felt the arousal rush down like a river down my legs as I dripped.

It didn't take him time to cum as it was morning.

"Catalina, if you keep doing that then you will be the death of me." He warned.

I grinned as he pulled me to him, and we lay cuddled on the bed.

"What do you want?" He asked suddenly.

"What?"

"What do you want me to buy for you?" He asked again.

Realization dawned on me, he thought I gave him a blowjob in return for a favor.

I felt a frown come to my face as I stared at him.

"Don't look at me like that. I didn't ask because of the blowjob. I asked because you are my slave and I have to take care of you." He explained.

My shoulders relaxed as I heard those words.

"I don't know what I want you to get me," I whispered against his lips.

"Anything, name it."

"Protection, I need to know that I will always be safe." I blurt.

"Did something happen?" He narrowed his eyes.

I shook my head quickly, " I just need to be assured."

"You have my word," he said.

I nodded my head, "now, I want something else." I said as I caressed his chest.

"No sex for you today, I have a meeting this morning." He said as he got up from the bed to go take a shower and prepare for his meeting.

I sighed to myself.