The Love Of Money - S01 E193

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The Love Of Money - S01 E193

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 193

She groaned as I pushed my hips forward and sank all the way Inside her. Her lips suddenly became much more active, and I could hear her whimper into my mouth.

My heart skipped a beat when I felt the tip of her tongue brush my lips. I hadn't expected her to initiate something like that, and it took me a moment to respond. I brushed my tongue against hers and coaxed it a little further into my mouth so could explore it.

The speed and ferocity of our rutting against the stone wall picked up as hot water rained down on us. We were entering new territory. I was still taking her, but there was a back and forth that had never been there before. Nothing had changed. I didn't feel affection for her the way I did Erin, Danni, or Natashya. I didn't like her the way I did Helen. This felt more like a bonding and healing ritual done after a tough night with the submissive. Like putting salve on welts you'd left. It felt right... necessary... but it still didn't feel like making love.

Bobbi broke the kiss and tossed her head to the side as she cried out as the beginnings of an orgasm began to bubble to the surface.

"I'm gonna cum," she panted.

"You need my permission," I said quietly, my lips brushing her ear as I kept up the pace of my fucking.

"Please, Marcus!"

She said my name. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. According to Helen, getting her to use words like 'sir' had taken some time, so I didn't want to engender bad habits and undo all my lawyer's hard work. Still, it was nice hearing my name and 'please' in the same sentence from her.

"Who do you belong to?"

I'm gonna..."

I slowed my rhythm, and the reaction was immediate. Her gaze snapped back to mine, and I felt her strain against my hold on her arms.

"No, Marcus, please!"

Again, my name and the word please in the same sentence. It sent a thrill pulsing through my cock. I pressed my forehead to hers and growled, "Say it."

"I'm yours, goddammit! Is that what you wan"

I crushed my lips against hers, and to my delight, she immediately responded. Her tongue was back in my mouth as I picked up the pace again; she squealed, and I let go of her arms so I could grab her ass in both hands and pull her into me. Her slender arms fell across my shoulders, and she pulled them tight around my neck, I could feel the points of her breasts dig into my chest. One leg slid around my waist, and then another, and I marveled at how little she weighed even while soaking wet. We couldn't continue kissing as I bounced her up and down on my dick, but our lips and noses kept brushing against each other as we coupled. It was new and exciting, and I couldn't help but notice that the disdain in her eyes was at an all-time low.

As I threw her up and down on my cock, making her pants and grunts turn into moans, I couldn't help but smile. I owned this woman's body, and if things continued at this rate before I knew it, I would own the rest of her before too long. The thought energized me, and I growled as started fucking her harder, enjoying the sound of her moans turning into screams as I made her cum.

Friday, 9:02 am

Roughly half an hour later, I entered the dining room to see breakfast: eggs, bacon, pancakes, oatmeal, a few different breakfast cereals, juices, coffee, etc. Since I had a full-time chef, I decided it was better to provide her with the space she needed to work without distractions all the time, so meals were to be provided in the dining room, where a large table stood overlooking a beautiful view of the New York skyline. I also had Chloe ensure that all the security staff knew they could share meals here during their shifts. I wanted them to feel appreciated... after the events in Vegas.

I was dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and Bobbi trailed behind me in a silk robe left behind by Helen. It was a little big on her, but she didn't want to risk running into anyone, and that I slowed my rhythm, and the reaction was immediate. Her gaze snapped back to mine, and I felt her strain against my hold on her arms.

"No, Marcus, please!"

Again, my name and the word please in the same sentence. It sent a thrill pulsing through my cock. I pressed my forehead to hers and growled, "Say it."

"I'm yours, goddammit! Is that what you wan"

I crushed my lips against hers, and to my delight, she immediately responded. Her tongue was back in my mouth as I picked up the pace again; she squealed, and I let go of her arms so I could grab her ass in both hands and pull her into me. Her slender arms fell across my shoulders, and she pulled them tight around my neck, I could feel the points of her breasts dig into my chest. One leg slid around my waist, and then another, and I marveled at how little she weighed even while soaking wet. We couldn't continue kissing as I bounced her up and down on my dick, but our lips and noses kept brushing against each other as we coupled. It was new and exciting, and I couldn't help but notice that the disdain in her eyes was at an all-time low.

As I threw her up and down on my cock, making her pants and grunts turn into moans, I couldn't help but smile. I owned this woman's body, and if things continued at this rate before I knew it, I would own the rest of her before too long. The thought energized me, and I growled as started fucking her harder, enjoying the sound of her moans turning into screams as I made her cum.

Friday, 9:02 am

Roughly half an hour later, I entered the dining room to see breakfast: eggs, bacon, pancakes, oatmeal, a few different breakfast cereals, juices, coffee, etc. Since I had a full-time chef, I decided it was better to provide her with the space she needed to work without distractions all the time, so meals were to be provided in the dining room, where a large table stood overlooking a beautiful view of the New York skyline. I also had Chloe ensure that all the security staff knew they could share meals here during their shifts. I wanted them to feel appreciated... after the events in Vegas.

I was dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and Bobbi trailed behind me in a silk robe left behind by Helen. It was a little big on her, but she didn't want to risk running into anyone, and that Downstairs, we found Erin on the phone with someone. Her trusty laptop was on the table in front of her, along with a bowl of oatmeal and fruit. Bobbi and I loaded a couple of plates while she finished up a phone call that sounded like it was with a caterer for tonight's event. We had just started eating when she finished the call.

"Everything's lined up for tonight," Erin sighed as she scrolled through her emails. "There's a coordinator who will take over at noon so I can finish up some other business and get ready. His name is Victor, and he's one of the best. It's probably overkill, but Julia from Channel Seven will be there, as are a couple of reporters from The Times, PB&J, Nash Z, and Pringle."

Nash Z was a relatively well-known musical artist in the Tri-State area who was forecast to become a national sensation within the year. I had no clue who the other two she mentioned were. Like a good assistant, though, Erin could tell I needed some context.

"Patti and Jenni are identical twins. Huge on social media. Their last name is Billings. The logic with the name is a little weird, but it works. Pringle is a gamer with a massive following. He's insufferable, but he's got a lot of clout. The PR Director at V. V. helped me get those people. She also got us Naughti Boi. The DJ."

"Don't know him," said, "but it sounds like it'll be a fun time." was thrilled to see how thorough Erin had been with this entire thing. Getting help from VistaVision's PR director was a great idea. "Need anything from me?"

"No, sir," Erin said, glancing at Bobbi, who was busy eating her eggs and largely ignoring us. About five minutes after our session in the shower, some of her cold aura had returned.

"Have you guys met?" I asked Erin.

"A little. I brought her a towel. Not officially, though," Erin replied as a smirk played across her lips. "I think I heard her this morning.