Catching Fire: New Rules (Billionaire Romance Series Book 2) Page 2

  The girl seemed to shiver at his voice as she clutched her bag in a tight grip.

  “I hate to ask, because I usually trust the service to clear this stuff, but I guess I need to card you.” He gave her a humoring wink.

  She gulped heavily and looked bewildered.

  “I mean can I see your ID?”

  “Oh!” She looked surprised and dug into her bag, lifting out her wallet. She flipped it open to her driver’s license.

  Rex peered closely at it for a full minute. “So, what year were you born?” He could see it there beneath the photo, but he wanted to be sure it wasn’t fake.

  “Um, 1991,” she answered promptly.

  “Well, Dorothy. Come on in and we will see about granting you a wish or two.” Rex strolled over to the bar. “Since you are of drinking age, what would you like?”

  “You can call me Dot and I would like a wine spritzer, if you have one?”

  “Have a seat, Dot.”

  The girl nervously walked over and sat primly on the edge of the couch cushion.

  Rex drew a brow up, this shy bridge stuff might be hard to cross, but it’ll be a fun ride, he knew this already. He could just picture the triumph of her panting and begging for more. All her shyness gone and forgotten when she found out that erotic mind blowing pleasure overcame everything. Sitting next to her, he handed her the drink.

  Little Dot gulped it down and handed it back. Her hands shook as she held the glass out to him.

  Rex took it.”Don’t be nervous. We can just talk for now.” He got up and made her another drink.

  “Oh, no. I wanna do more than that!” she blurted out, and then smothered her mouth with her hands.

  Halting, he turned to look at her.

  Her expression looked stricken as she blushed with more crimson.

  Releasing a chuckle, he finished pouring her drink and hurried back over to the couch, he now knew this was going to be more fun than he’d had in a while. An excited rush flooded him, as he genuinely wanted to take this young woman to heights she’d never known. This was one of those times he regarded as a very important turn in someone’s life. He wanted this girl to see what she could be and what she could feel. Later on, she could possibly find a young man with whom she could share a little of her own sexual prowess.

  He gave her the second drink. “Just sip at it for now, I want you very awake for this.”

  Little Dot took a small sip.

  “So, how much sex have you had?” Rex asked outright.

  With a spluttering, Dot spat her wine out from her small, pink mouth.

  Rex laughed and reached over to swipe the spots of wine from her chin. He raised his fingers and licked the drops from them while gazing into her brown glass covered gaze.

  She gulped heavily. “Um, I’m not a virgin or anything, but I’ve only been with one guy.”

  “Mmm. Let’s take this a step at a time, okay?” He took the glass from her shaky grasp.

  “Okay,” she squeaked nervously.

  Rex bit at his lip to keep from chuckling as he lifted her up.”We will just get a little more comfortable, okay?” He took her bag from her almost death tight grasp and set it down. Next, he unbuttoned her blouse and peeled it away. She wore a black lace bra that seemed so out of character with her mousy image.

  Stepping back, he unbuttoned his shirt and removed it.

  Sucking her breath in, Dot stared at his smooth well muscled chest.

  He stepped closer.”You can touch it you know.”

  She bit at her lower lip and reached a finger out to lightly trail a lone finger down from his pecks to his waistband.

  Rex couldn’t believe how turned on he was from just that sweet lone action. He suddenly felt her wonder and allure of the brand new. Inexplicably, he momentarily felt like the student. He reached out and touched her chest the same way while trailing a finger down along her sternum to her waist. With a smooth slight of hand, he tugged her skirt down.

  She indeed wore black lace undies to match. Rex grew even harder beneath his dress pants as he realized that he was the one unwrapping a gift.

  Dot took a careful step closer, her expression entranced.

  Smoothing both hands along her sweet shapely hips, he marveled in the way her skin felt it was both supple and silky at the same time.

  Abrupt-like, she forcefully grabbed him around the waist and tugged him to her body with a fierce swift motion.

  Rex’s eyes rounded at her suddenly aggressive move. He’d planned to instruct her, but this following her lead could be more fun.

  She placed her mouth on his skin and left a trail of soft feathery kisses along his stomach. Stopping at his belly button, she kept her lips close to his skin.”You were paid to do me—right?” she asked in a quivering voice.

  Rex drew back a little.”Yes, whatever it is you want...you pretty much get.”

  “Yum,” she moaned and stepped back to sit on the couch.” Do a slow strip for me, you know like the strippers in the clubs do?”

  Rex did feel shocked. Miss timid mousy may have the sexual appetite of a very large but cute rat. He was surprised but not the least bit shy and he began to unbutton his pants.

  Miss Dot licked her lips with real anticipation.

  He unzipped and tugged them away, kicking the trousers from his ankles.

  “Yeah!” she clapped with vigor.

  A smile tugged at his lips and feeling a little decadent, he gyrated his hips a little.

  “Take it out and stroke it,” she whispered low as she undid her bra and let her breasts fall out.

  At her excited but gentle orders, Rex grew stiff inside his briefs while he dipped his fingers in and pulled his rigid cock out.

  “Oooh,” she cooed as she passed her hands over her stiffening nipples.”You’re so big!”

  His dick responded to her exhilaration and erotic move as it sprang right up at attention. This little girl was a hot little number.

  “Now stroke it, you know like when you jack off?”

  Rex stared at her. “I thought we might—“

  “That’s what I want!”

  Startled by her shout a bit, but feeling like this direction was pretty good turn on at the same time, he shrugged and began to stroke himself.

  “Ooh, yes…” She slipped her fingers into her panties.”Mmm, hand-fist it, harder!”

  At her fierce tone, he blinked his eyes and was indeed hand fisting his erection while he wondered how he’d lost control of this little party.

  “Yes, harder—faster, I want to see you shoot that load!”

  Rex was panting now as he stood in front of the supposed timid, shy girl while hand fucking his own cock at her direction. “Is that what you want, Dot?”

  “Yes!” she panted and shoved her fingers up into her pussy now her thighs were wide open.”So freakin hot. Look at how built you are, such a fat juicy cock! Nice!”

  Rex never believed that this session would end up like this, as he grew harder and thicker within his own grasp.

  “Oh, look at it, mmm, I want to see all that hot, spurting cum shoot out of it. Fuck it harder!” she nearly shouted with glee.

  Nearly there now, his cock throbbed and bulged from the rapid friction he’d built up.

  “Yes, now bend your body back and stick it out, where I can see it squirt, unh-unh,” she was nearly salivating as her slickened fingers rapidly plunged in and out of her wet, glistening snatch.

  Rex knew what she wanted and he was going to deliver as he pumped his cock like he was priming a loaded shot gun. He gripped the base of it and held his dick like a bottle of Champagne primed for the burst and just as he felt his body spasm, he leaned his head back to spurt his cum straight out, releasing a low feral growl as he jetted his pearly hot deposit across the floor.

  “Ahh, ahhh!” Dot’s ecstatic cries echoed out from the couch as she panted, struggling for breath. “Oh, God!” she nearly wept out the words. “Oh—unh!”

  His whole body shook as he i
ndeed experienced a stunning climax. The entire erotically charged episode was astonishing even to him as he was somewhat of an exhibitionist but never to this extent. He dropped his head forward to look at her, while his lungs were heaving.

  Dot was a sensuous sight to behold while sprawled out on the couch her legs wide and quivering like jello as she heaved and sighed. “Oh, Mister Hotshot, you are a sweet piece of man!” She giggled and gasped for air.

  ”That’s what they tell me.” He gave her his most dazzling smile.

  Her attention seemed to become more focused as she sat up a little straighter.”Can I have some more wine?”

  Nodding his head, he went to tuck his spent dick back into his briefs.

  “Oh, no,” she admonished. “You leave that big boy out.”

  Pausing, he gazed over at the nice seemingly innocent girl gone naughty. “Okay.” He divested himself of the briefs and grabbed her glass.

  “Oh, wow. That was a blast!” she snickered.

  He often walked around the suite nude, but this night he felt almost wobbly on his legs, after his concentrated rocket launch of just now. He slowed his breath and poured her drink. Bringing her wine over, he handed it to her.

  Her eyes looked glassy as she smiled and took it. “That was some awesome show and now I have another idea.”

  Rex drew his brows up. This ought to be doozy.

  Miss Dot opened her legs and grinned.”Kneel, baby boy.”

  Realizing that he wasn’t done being surprised by this not so naive girl, he decided it was her pleasure, so he knelt.

  She sipped her wine and scooted forward while tilting her hips. All pretense of shyness now entirely absent from her personality. “I want a thorough tongue fucking.”

  “I am really good at it.” Rex shrugged.

  “I bet you have a silken tongue, all right. You are one yummy looking man.”

  Rex hadn’t been woman handled like this in a long ass time. He usually didn’t allow it, or his regulars knew better than to try it. But this little girl doing it was a strange turn on, he couldn’t even describe to himself why, it just was.

  Grasping the skin on her inner thighs, he spread her legs wider. With a measured skill, he pulled her soft folds to the side.

  Dot downed her wine and dropped the glass. She grabbed onto his hair, grasping it tightly, bringing his face right up along her snatch.

  Rex swiped his tongue along her nub.

  “Oooh, yes, a nice hot tongue,” she purred.

  He used his tongue to dip inside her and back out, then swiped her again.

  Her breathing grew heavy. “Now, I want you to hand stroke yourself again.”

  At the order, Rex nearly halted.

  “While you are face fucking me, I want you to jack off again, pretty boy.”

  Rex raised a dark brow at her. He could have refused, but this was her night and if this was what she wanted? He reached down and found that inexplicably, he was stiffened all over again. He grabbed on and began to stroke.

  “Make your cock strokes match your tongue fucking,” she ordered.

  Rex wondered just how much sex she’d had with just one guy, considering her naughty disposition, but he did just as she ordered.

  Her head dropped forward, so she could see him hand pumping himself while using his tongue on her. “Nice, and look how hard this is making you. You do like this, don’t you? Mmm, you tongue fuck good,” she moaned loudly.

  Astonished at the fact that his cock was hard and getting thicker. He was tonguing her in tandem to hand fucking his own cock, tongue thrust with each cock thrust. It was an unbelievable turn on, tasting her juices while using his tongue in place of his cock, then giving his hard rod the due with rapid hand strokes on its bulging length. His skin flushed hot and cold all over his body, with the nasty double pumping and his pants grew as hers grew.

  ”Oh yes, fuck me, while you come!” she cried out.

  At her wicked cat call, he felt his body jerk with a nervous spasm.

  She was breathless again and leaned forward a little further to get another look at his engorged nearly bursting cock. “Oh yes!” she shouted, “Pump faster, tongue me harder, you are gonna blow, baby. Let it come!”

  He sped up the rhythm and his body shook badly while on his knees and shivering like a young boy at his first fuck.

  “Yeah, baby, such a delicious candy man you are—look at that cum, its’ so hot!” She leaned forward as his body convulsed with his climax, grabbing a fingerful of his cum, she swiped it across her erected nipples with a long cry of cooing ecstasy.

  Rex grew rigid all over, nearly helpless with yet another come as he shuddered. He slumped backward with a gasping breath to the floor and tried to catch his breath.

  Again, the little school girl had mistressed him completely. He was astounded, as he lay back, panting and breathless. He saw the room spin above him as her giggling echoed around him.

  “What a talented stud you are!”

  “Yes and what a naughty Mistress you are,” he panted breathlessly. “Happy Birthday, little Dot.” He started to laugh while still struggling for breath and tears of hilarity rolled from his eyes. His fantastic job never ceased to surprise him.

  THE KINKS

  Saturday came soon enough, as the LA sun streamed through the tenth floor blinds to show him that morning had arrived. On the weekends, he just stayed in the room at the hotel. It was sort of a pampered working vacation. Room service would deliver a champagne breakfast, next a masseuse would come, then the maid. Sometimes, a few of the bell hops would stop in by lunchtime to get a juicy story or two.

  With his usual gentleman’s agreement, Rex never told them true stories as that would violate his confidence rule, but he did mix and match different experiences while blending truth with fantasy. It was a way to let some of it out, like office guys probably did at the bar every weekend. Only his work wasn’t your average, everyday mundane and these stories might be too risqué even for a bar.

  He would smile at the expressions of his young enthralled, male audience while telling them some truly kinky stunts. He would always add that they should never underestimate the power of a woman’s desire, they could sometimes turn the tables completely on you and suddenly, you would find that indeed the woman was in charge of your sexual destiny.

  Rex gave a small laugh as he lie in the king sized bed and thought of last night’s mastering and how little, mousy Dot took over his sexual world for the entire night. She’d directed him through three more comes as she laid him down on the carpet and mounted him from all directions. His face, fingers mouth and cock were all well used by the Dom-queen graduate of Sunday school.

  Yes, women could certainly surprise you, just when you thought you had them pegged. Rex had learned this with his sexual career that the female race should never be taken for granted. He’d learned it the hard way too, right from the beginning, when he remembered a day where he awoke to a stack of cash and the woman he believed was made for him had up and disappeared. He had felt that maybe she had loved him, but as he stared at the stack of bills and the empty room, he knew that dream was just that—nothing but a dream. He learned that you never really knew a woman, not deep down.

  In his work, he’d found that instead of thinking lowly of them for seeking out his services, he would end up grateful to them for the experience of opening their inner eyes to the world of sensual pleasure and he was the lucky one to even be allowed to enjoy the journey with them.

  Releasing a sigh, while pushing away the memory of his very first trick experience, like he always did, he rolled over and waited for his day at the Grande to really start. The staff all knew him well and during the daytime, before his appointment would arrive was when the some of the true fun of his career would transpire.

  At just a quarter past 10 a.m. she would open his door. “Hello? Room 1021?” she called with an almost yodel-like singing in her voice. Susie was the weekend massage therapist, buxom, in her late thirties and a tru
e Swedish blonde bombshell of a woman at six feet and a quarter inch, weighing maybe a good one-eighty. All curves though and built solid too. She’d figured out what Rex did for a living early on and what he took weekends at the Grande hotel for. She would do the same routine every Saturday morning for the last year.

  Rex usually was still in bed, despite the roll in tray full of food that room service had already delivered to his bedside.

  “I see you spent another ruthless night, Mister Harris.”

  As per the usual act, Rex grunted with a sleepy sound and rolled over on his back.

  Susie was a well muscled six foot Amazon of a woman and she would pluck him up from the bed and slap him down onto her cart. Locking the brakes on the rolling gurney table, she would then easily divest him of his pajamas.”Oh, Poor Mister Rex…” she would coo. “Tell Susie what nasty things they did to my baby last night?” Her voice was always pitched with woeful sympathy.

  He would groan and nearly whimper with shame. “I can’t speak of it, my Susie.” He was careful to keep his voice wretched and sad.

  “Oh, my poor baby…” she crooned and massaged his firm buttocks.”They may have bruised you, my poor Lichen.” She kissed his bare ass cheeks and lick his skin all the way to the arch in his back. Then, she would dig her fingers in and massage the crap out of him for several minutes. “Did they make you do naughty things to them?” she asked with a shame filled voice.

  “Oh, yes, and this one was an itty bitty thing.” He sighed heavily.

  “Oh?” she asked as her hands did their magic over his stiff shoulders.” So, this one was young?”

  “Oh and how, my Susie!” He let out a long slow breath.

  “It was not so bad then, my dear?”

  He grunted with a gasping as she laid her hands down on his ass cheeks for a vigorous rub.”She Mistressed me!”

  Her shocked gasp reverberated loudly and she flipped him over onto his back. “No!” she almost shrieked.” My, my…” She licked her lips and kneaded his muscled thighs.

  Rex’s body was relaxed and taut at the same time.”Yes, she…” he hesitated.” Made me do all kinds of—“He closed his eyes with dramatic abhorrence. “—Illicit acts.”