Madam Billionaire

“You know that I don’t like you flirting with strangers? I thought we’ve established that conclusion back at the Keys?”

Peter nervously followed behind his still angry boyfriend, while Paolo opens his room and locked both of them inside the luxurious and stylish suite.

“I’m sorry? I didn’t expect you…”

“Hmm… wrong answer, baby,” Paolo cuts his words and wrapped his hand to Peter’s neck, and made him look straight at him.

“I… I’m sorry.”

Paolo didn’t say anything he just kissed him possessively, his hand was holding him tighter. He was pulling him flat to his body, his other hand was to his waist keeping him still as he ravished the squirming assistant and silenced him with his deep passionate kisses.

Peter moaned in his arms, he had never been with a very dominant man, and he was finding it a bit too arousing.

“You are mine, Peter.”

“Yours.” He moaned as Paolo pushed him to the bed and crawled on top of him when he moved back to the center of the bed.

His wrists were held on top of his head, while the still angry boyfriend caged him with his muscled physique. Paolo’s hand hold his wrists together while his other hand stroked Peter’s dick.

“Mine.” He whispered roughly, while his knees spread Peter’s thighs wider.

“Yours…” His precious Peter whimpered from his possessiveness making him smirk. Peter arched his back and thrust upwards as he longed for his touches.

Then he stripped Peter naked within moments and he let his pretty boy watches as he stripped himself naked.

“Come here,”

Peter sit up, while Paolo kneels in front of him, his erection was inches from his face. Then he guided his lover to his tip and let his lips wrap him sensually.

“Mine…” Paolo moaned as he softly caressed his jaw and hold him as he moves in and out of Peter’s mouth.

His lover looked at him and mumbled his approval, then he moaned louder when Paolo told him to put his hands behind his back when he saw Peter start stroking himself.

“You’re not allowed to fuck yourself. I told you that also. Oh, Peter… are you trying to make me punish you?”

Peter let out another moan and relaxed his throat making Paolo slid in deeper and the big oaf finally cursed and made Peter turn around and kneel on his forearms.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Ass up my love,”

Paolo was back behind him seconds after he sheathed himself with a condom. Then he surprised Peter with a smack on his ass cheek.

“Mine,” then he slapped the other cheek and stated his possession. Again.

Peter was biting his lip when he felt the pleasurable sting to his cheeks and finally groan when Paolo thrust hard inside him. He didn’t even notice when his sexy guard lubed him, he was instantly high in lust and moaned his lover’s name over and over again.

“Yours, Paolo please baby, harder…”

Paolo smacks his ass again, telling him to stay still though it only made Peter want him even more.

The lovers were equally high, they were both breathing heavily, both moaning and grunting louder, the love they share was making the sex more intense. Up until both men climax seconds apart, then both slumped to the bed with Peter laying peacefully to his chest.

“Mine.” Paolo wrapped his arm around Peter’s shoulder.

“Yours. All… yours. I love you.”

“I love you too.” Paolo pulled him closer and kissed the top of his head lovingly.

Their intimate moment was interrupted by a growling sound from Paolo’s stomach making both men laugh.

“I haven’t had any breakfast,” Paolo stated and was about to get up when Peter pushes him back to the bed.

“I’ll call room service. You stay there.”

Paolo smiled at him, but get up anyway to discard the condom and use the bathroom. But then he was back to the bed and waited for his precious Peter to come back to him.

“So you think you can get Amara and that boss of yours together?” Peter asked still standing by the bed.

“It’s an order from Leonardo, and him from his wife… so it’s really from higher up. So, yeah I hope he’ll make it.” He chuckled and tugged his handsome boyfriend down to his body.

Peter laughed playfully and told him that he loves him and was sorry about it before.

“Mmmh… I know baby, and I’m liking the apology session. I’m liking the little marks I’m leaving behind, you look so much hotter…” Paolo said huskily, as his lips traced his love bites on Peter’s shoulder and chest.

He moaned when his big oaf played with his nipples expertly, his hands grasp the sheets, his toes curled, and his back arched wanting more of his sweet little kisses.

“I like that you’re always hungry for me. I love you, baby.” Paolo kissed him longer and ended his little play, leaving him on the edge and pouted adorably.

Yes, our assistant was enjoying his time with his mafia lover. But shockingly so was his billionaire boss, she too was getting some sexy time after weeks of being apart from her awkward mob underboss.

“Matteo, more… please!” she pleaded when he thrust his condom-covered dick into her.

“You are so fucking tight, I have… to… slowly… I don’t… want to… hurt you…” he breathed out his words with each thrust. She was under him, her nails did deep into his muscled back, her legs were spread wider. She was being held tightly in his arms while he was trying to pick up his speed.

But then she pushed him back and decided to get on all fours, giving him the view of her sexy backside. He groaned knowing that she wanted him to have her kneeling, he pushed his length to her wetness and groaned as it easily slides deeper inside her.

Both cursed louder when they felt the sheer pleasure of the thrusts, he started to pick up his speed and she was moaning and praising his name in ecstasy. His hands were on her ass cheeks, keeping her close to his pelvis.

He kept on looking at her sexy backside, her fingers were grasping the sheets harder, he was hearing her sexy grunts as he spread her legs a bit too rough. He was pulsating, he was close to his climax, but he was holding himself back waiting for her.

Until one of his hands reached down and play her to her liking, she was soaking wet and was moaning louder. Then she pleaded more for his kisses as he started sucking and kissing Amara’s beautiful shoulder. His other hand squeezed her ass cheek harder and she was moaning sexily until he couldn’t stand it anymore and slapped that sexy cheeks making them pink with his large handprint.

And that was when she couldn’t stand any longer and climax instantly. Her legs trembled and her hands dropped to the bed, he was holding her steady while she suffocates his dick with her orgasms.

“I got you, beautiful.” He whispered lowly and pick up his speed. She was still trying to go down from her climax but he was picking her up for another one.

“Matteo, damn… baby,” she slumped down to the bed, wanting more but was too exhausted from the climax so she shuddered and let him take the lead.

“You’re so fucking tight, Amara, fuck… I’m going to… fucking come, baby…” he took her body up to his chest as he feels the extra high. He was kissing her shoulder roughly, his hand grabbed and pinched her nipples while his other hand crossed her flat belly and stroked her until she climaxes for the second time.

“Matteo! slow down… I’m…”

“I can’t, I’m so close, Amara… so fucking close baby…”

Her hands slithered back to his neck trying to hold onto him but failed when Matteo was taking her yet to another orgasm and pulled her down to the bed and fuck her sideways. Her leg was held higher, and she couldn’t believe that she was shamelessly moaning his name for faster and harder thrusts.

His kisses became rough but all she wants was another climax, Matteo was taking her for another high, and she was eagerly wanting it. They were vigorously into each other until Amara finally shattered once again and he followed within seconds.

She was still lulled in his arms while he spooned her from behind, he was still buried inside her while her walls were still milking him after her climax. They stayed in each other arms for the longest, until she felt his cum on her inner thigh.

“Matteo…” her voice was sexily raspy from too much moaning.

“Yes?” he kissed the back of her shoulder lovingly.

“You need to pull out…” she said slowly, but then cursed moments later when she saw that his condom had broken.

“Hey, it’s okay…” he kissed her when he saw her panicked face. He cursed on the inside for overusing the condom, he should’ve checked it again. He discarded the broken condom and carried her to the bathroom.

“Let’s get you clean up.”

She was quiet throughout the shower, and he cleaned her gently while she lets him kiss and hold her until they both finish showering.

He wrapped her body with the fluffy hotel bathrobe and carried her back to the bed. He knows her, he knows about her past with her dad, with Antonio. He understands that nothing he would say could ease her mind.

That was why he was dressed moments later, he kissed her tenderly and told her that he would be right back.

“I love you, Amara.”

He finally said it just before he left her.