Filthy Mogul – The Billion-Dollar Men Read Online M. Robinson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Billionaire, Dark, Forbidden, Mafia, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
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My cock immediately got hard.

Looking into the camera in the most erotic way, she ordered, “I want to watch you stroke your dick to me.”

“Is that right?”

“If I were there with you, I’d take the head of your cock, and I’d start kissing and licking around the edges, want to taste your pre-cum.”

The fact that she was using her body to get out of answering my questions would probably become her go-to card.

Giving her the reaction she sought, I baited, “Then what?”

Playing with her tits, she added in a lust-filled tone, “I’d get it nice and wet so that my lips were able to fit around it as I’d slowly suck you in my mouth.”

“Hmm…” I groaned. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”

With a heated expression, she perched herself onto the edge of her Jacuzzi tub.

“Spread your legs for me, darlin’.”

She didn’t have to be told twice, and I pulled down my briefs, freeing my rock-hard dick.

She breathed deeply at the sight of me. It was the first time she had seen my cock, and by the look on her face, she was very impressed. She licked her lips.

“Touch that pretty pussy for me, and then put your fingers in your mouth and tell me what you taste like.”

She gleamed with delight, enjoying every second of this. I hadn’t had phone sex since fucking high school, and in the grand scheme of things, this was second-base bullshit, but with her…

It was addicting.

I couldn’t say no to her.

And I didn’t want to.

I wanted to watch her fuck herself as I stroked my dick to her like she was my own personal virtual girl.

“Mmm…” she moaned when she touched the inside of her cunt.

She rubbed her clit back and forth a couple of times, and my cock jolted in my grasp. Her breathing elevated as I stroked my dick to her. She brought her fingers back up to her mouth and tasted herself.

“Salty sweetness,” she told me.

“I want to watch what you do to yourself when you think of me. Show me.

Her fingers once again found her clit, moving them in a slow circle until her legs spread farther.

Until she was moaning.

Until her head fell back.

Until all I could see were her tits bounce and her pussy get nice and fucking wet.

I stroked harder, faster, imagining I was the one who was finger fucking her.

“Yeah, darlin’, just like that…”

She was so goddamn sexy, and I couldn’t wait until she was mine.

DUCHESS

“Oh fuck…” I panted.

I could hear he was on the verge of coming but wanted to wait for me. I leaned against the back tile of my bathtub, needing the support to hold me up. It was easier to slide my fingers deep inside me. Watching him come apart through hooded eyes, I rocked my hips, trying to create more friction.

He stroked it up and down, pre-cum flowing loosely now. I sucked in my bottom lip, wishing I could taste it and swallow it.

“I wish it were your cock I was riding…”

“You wanna be a good girl? You wanna be my little good girl and come for me when I tell you to?”

“Tell me…”

My eyes rolled to the back of my head. “Oh God… please… please…” I shamelessly begged, exactly how he wanted me to.

“Take your other hand and rub that bright pink clit, just dyin’ to be touched.”

I did. “I’m going to come. I’m going to come…” I repeated over and over again. “Luke…” I moaned, making the sound from deep in the back of my throat.

“Look at me when you come for me.”

I watched with a heavy-lidded gaze as his dick exploded all over his stomach. It was the most passionate experience to come at the same time, and we weren’t even touching. It was another level of intimacy I didn’t expect to enjoy as much as I did with him.

We both lay there, catching our breath.

He was the first to break the silence after cleaning himself off and tucking his dick back into his briefs.

“Not exactly what I had in mind when you called me, but I’m not complainin’.”

I shook my head. “You know we’re doing this all ass-backwards, right?”

“Eh.” He shrugged. “Rules are made to be broken.”

I chuckled, feeling spent. I fell back into my tub to wash off.

“When do I get to see you again?” he asked, making me feel like the only girl in the world.

“You tell me.”

“I’ll call you tomorrow, and we can plan a sleepover.”

Half serious, I joked, “Should I bring condoms?”

He laughed, throwing his head back. “Trust me, darlin’, I have that taken care of, but rest assured, Duchess.” Looking deep into the phone, he proclaimed, “Until you tell me your name, you don’t get cock.”

With that, he hung up.

I stayed in my bubble bath until the water ran cold and my skin was all pruned. When I got into bed, I looked around my room, and for the first time since moving in, I wished someone were lying beside me.


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