Bull: A Steamy Billionaire Romance Novel (4 page)

Guilt and arousal blended
together as I received the greatest sexual pleasure of my life.  The beast
switched between breasts while running his fingers over my soaked panties. 

When he bit a little too hard,
I winced and pushed him off me. 
Big mistake
.  I had apparently missed
the ropes attached to the headboard, and he punished me by tying my hands to
it.

Once I was tied and helpless,
he flattened his hand and gave me a hard spank before moving between my legs. 
I looked over at Jared who was already stroking his hard cock at my sexual
pain.

The beast used his teeth to
grab onto the fabric of my panties and he slowly pulled them off, revealing my
soaking wet cunt.  He tossed the panties to Jared, who took a whiff before
dropping them to the floor and resumed his one and only task.

The beast’s head disappeared
between my thighs and I felt his hot breath float over my pussy.  It tingled at
the closeness of a strange man with my husband watching, and I wondered what his
tongue would feel like. 

He didn’t reveal it to me.

Instead, I felt an ice cold rod
touching my slit.  I twitched and moaned. 
He wasn’t going to use the
freezing dildo was he?
  I looked down to see a glass toy awaiting
entrance.  I closed my knees together to block him, but that made him angry.

He groaned, and split my legs
apart forcefully and shoved the toy in deep.  My back arched in opposition and
he twisted and pulled the toy too many times to count.  When my cunt had
finally warmed it, he removed it, cleaned it with his tongue and tossed it to
the floor.

Thud.

Next was an oddly shaped
vibrator.  He laid it against my clit and turned it on.  My burning hot clit
throbbed against the torturous vibration and I tried to shift away from it. 
The beast firmly grabbed my hips with one hand and continued my torture with
the other, until the pain receded and pleasure arose.

Moans I didn’t recognize as mine
escaped my lips and the beast and Jared were watching intensely.  I screamed
and squirmed against the toy, in the beast’s hands. I was amazed at how much
better sex was with the beast, and amazed at how hot it was to see Jared
enjoying this.

Just as I screamed “I’m going
to cum!” the beast shot the toy across the room and gave me a hard
whack!
on
my ass.  I forgot the no talking rule.

The beast, kneeling before me,
removed his shirt, revealing his chiseled abs and chest.  Next were his pants and
when he released his hard cock I gasped. 

It was bigger and thicker than
anything I’ve ever seen.  He was much bigger than my husband, and I wasn’t sure
if I could handle it.  If I thought it was bad so far, I had no idea what I was
in for.

I looked down at the beast’s
huge dick and he placed both his hands on my knees, spreading them wide.  The
air spilling off of him between my legs was hot while my fingers turned to ice
from their proximity to the open windows. 

I expected him to ram it in.  I
prepared for the tearing of my pussy, but he must have seen the concern in my
eyes and hesitated with the head at my puffy slit.

His skin
, I
thought. 
Oh god his skin
.  It was rough and the veins popping from his
monster created ridges that teased my desire.  He slowly split my lips open
with his head, pausing about an inch in.

“Ohhhh!” I moaned.  I couldn’t
get a good look at Jared but I imagined him seeing this man’s huge cock
dividing my pussy in two, something his could never do. 

The beast pushed in a little
more, hesitating as I groaned.  But then, without warning, he shoved it all the
way in, hitting the wall of my cunt and sending an electric shock from my
stomach to behind my eyes.  He filled every inch inside my cunt and stretched
it around his thick cock.

I felt the beast bending my
legs at the knees and rotating them up and to the side to gain entrance to my
soaking wet hole. 
This was it
, I thought.  He threw mercy out the
window and into the bitter cold night.

He let out another roar as he pounded
my cunt like the wild beast that he was.  He leaned down and grabbed my tits,
hanging onto them while he fucked me hard.

I winced and screamed and
considered shouting, “Bull!” but I was also close to cumming at the thought of
me being taken and my husband watching.  Soon, I wasn’t just close, I was
overflowing with fierce pleasure and spilling ecstasy all over the beast’s hard
cock.

I could tell he was about to
lose control, because he huffed as he slammed against me, trying to hold back. 
He couldn’t hold back much longer, due to the tightness of my cunt around him. 
His nostrils flared and his red eyes violated me as he let out a loud groan,
exploding into my belly.

The beast was a sight to see
while cumming.  After exploding in a violent rage, the strength he harbored
slipped slowly from his grasp until he was hunched over me, out of breath.

I heard a quiet moan in the
distance and recognized it as my husband’s.  I looked over and there he was, in
his chair, his cock spitting cum all over himself and the floor.

I blinked a few times to make
sure this was real.  There I laid, hands tied, with a heavy man over me, his
thick cock still resting in me, and my husband getting off to it all.

Even if I knew what to say, I
remembered the no talking rule and kept silent.  The beast’s huffs subsided and
his head bowed.  It was almost as if someone had flipped a switch and shut him
off.

Suddenly he gave a large
inhale, expanding his huge chest, and pulled out of me.  He climbed off the
bed, got dressed, and then left the room.

I was appalled. 
He left! 
He just left!
  My head was spinning.  He didn’t untie me, he didn’t kiss me,
he didn’t even say goodbye.  He just left.

4

Monday morning felt unreal.  My
memories of the past weekend were brutally forced to meet my reality head on. 
I begrudgingly walked through the rain toward the doors off my building.  I
didn’t even bother using an umbrella.  My soaked clothes hugged my figure and
my coworkers looked at me concerned.  I was a mixture of euphoria and depression.

I never even learned his name
.

The Sunday after the party,
Jared and I were still riding the highs and lows of the previous evening.  We
didn’t wake up until the late afternoon when the sun threatened to set early
behind rain clouds moving in from the west.

We must have talked and
embraced for hours that day.  It was difficult to go to sleep that night. 
Sunday was still a dream, and I was still the woman ravaged by the bull. 
That’s what we were calling him now after the way he charged me, and named
after his safe word that I didn’t dare utter.

Jared said I was brave and he
was eternally grateful for it.  I’m not sure I could call it brave.  I’m not
quite sure what any of those new feelings were.  I remember shaking from fear,
and being swallowed by passion.  I remember sweat and pain.  I remember his cum
leaking from my cunt.

I had a mind to shower the
filth from my skin, but I let it seep in the rest of the weekend.  I could
smell his breath on me and at times felt like I was having an affair with his
memory.

Jared didn’t try to fuck me
Sunday.  He compassionately wanted to let my body recover.  I’m glad he did,
but partly because I didn’t want his fucking to be a disappointment.  I loved
Jared, but he was no bull.

I watched the weekend slip away
while wrapped in our warm couch throw.  I remember the afternoon vividly. 
Orange light and dark blue shadows shifting on our living room wall, slipping
slowly toward the floor until they disappeared.  The clouds turned from pinks
and purples to a sad grey that refused to fade.

The grey continued into Monday,
and I sat at my desk lost in thought.  I tried to snap out of it, but I didn’t try
very hard.  I was afraid I’d forget him, and his memory was all that was left.

By the time lunch rolled around
I realized I had been working but not much was getting done.  Still, I was
starting to feel like I was returning to earth. 

I usually tried to pack a
healthy meal to keep my figure, but I wasn’t thinking much about routine this
weekend.  I headed to the corporate cafeteria to see what looked good.  It was
all presented well but I lacked the appetite.  Still, I managed to choke down a
sub and a coke.  I don’t drink soda often and the bubbles burned my tongue.

“Vanessa!” cried my coworker,
Sasha.  I made every effort to smile and she sat down beside me.  “It’s so
weird seeing you here,” she said. 

“I know, I don’t usually eat in
the cafeteria.”  She nodded, wide-eyed, and laughed.

“I heard a rumor!  Are you
ready for it?” she teased.  I moved my head up and down in approval.

“The CEO is apparently really
impressed with your work!”  She smiled from ear to ear and looked as if she was
about to shoot off into outer space.

“What do you mean?” I said with
my mouth half full.  “He’s never even around.  Who did you hear this from?”

“Our boss told me!  He wanted
to tell you but said you looked very into coding.”

Our boss misunderstood me.  I
wasn’t even aware of coding this morning.  This news, however, was grounding me
a little more.

“Anyway,” she continued, “I’d
keep an eye out on your e-mail.  You know, just in case he says something
directly!”

I didn’t consider e-mail to be direct,
but I knew what she meant.  This conversation reminded me I hadn’t checked that
at all yet today.  We both finished our lunch and then headed to our desks.

I was happy at the thought of
impressing the CEO, but I wasn’t sure I believed it.  I’m sure he was too busy
to pay attention to programmers and their code.  To prove Sasha wrong, I opened
my e-mail inbox and searched through the piles of new messages from coworkers
and spam.

There was one that stood out
from the rest.  One that popped off the screen.  One from Ethan Sloane, CEO. 
My heart stopped.  My hands shook.

I nervously clicked the mouse
and opened it.  It read:

“Vanessa Banks,

Glad to have you as a part of
the team.  You’re doing excellent work.  Keep it up.

Ethan”

The breath left my lungs.  I felt
guilty for not working harder that morning.  I just landed this incredible
position and I was letting some asshole at a sex party cloud my thinking. 
Besides,
I considered,
I have a loving husband.
  That was it.  That was the last
time I was going to let the events of this past weekend keep me away from work
and my husband.

That afternoon I worked smart
and fast.  Our project had a tight deadline but I knew I could get it done
well.  We were going to make a big impression this time, but that’s what my
company was known for.

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The day was long and I was
happy to be heading home.  The rain ceased long enough for me to park the car
in the driveway.  I stood outside under the clouds and studied our home.

It was modest but charming. 
Yellow illuminated the living room.  I could see the back of Jared’s head
sitting on the sofa, probably watching one of our favorite crime TV shows. 
Everything was comfortable and simple, and I was grateful for every goddamned
thing.

After grabbing a quick bite to
eat and finishing my show with Jared, I decided to jump into the bath.  I had
already washed away the bull’s scent that morning, but I needed one more
soothing end to the evening.