LUCIUS
With every step elegant, Lisa made her way to me in the garden, her gaze on me and a beautiful smile on her face.
She was wearing a beautiful purple satin dress that I had quickly ordered for a few hours ago. I was so sure no one could rock that dress better than she was doing right now.
“This is really beautiful” she beamed, looking around the garden that I had had decorated as soon as possible.
A candle lit dinner in the middle of the garden was a pretty sight but it looked even prettier when she was standing in it.
Damn! She was beautiful!
“Have a seat” I pulled back a chair for her and she settled in it with a small ‘thank you’.
To her, this was just a dinner but for me, this was our first date. I’m probably delusional but this was it for me.
“Pasta” she squealed in excitement.
“Shall we?”
“Yes, yes. This must taste good” I could see her gulping down as she raised her fork.
She put it in her mouth and shut her eyes, a soft moan leaving her as she ate.
“So delicious!” She opened her eyes.
“I bet I make it better though”
“You cook?” She asked.
“Of course I do. Why do you seem surprised?”
“Nothing. I just thought most billionaires wouldn’t really want to cook”
“I wasn’t always a billionaire though” I shrugged my shoulders.
“How did you become one, then? I want to become one too”
“It’s easy for you to become one” I leaned in close to her.
“Really?” She dropped her cutlery and pulled her chair closer to mine.
“You just have to marry a multi billionaire.” I replied and saw confusion cloud her curious face.
“A multi billionaire? Where do I find another multi billionaire?” She asked and I held back a groan.
Why would she have to search for another one when I was here in front of her?
This just further cemented the fact that Lisa didn’t see me as anything more than we had agreed initially.
“And besides, you turned a billionaire without getting married. I want to be able to be a billionaire without getting it from my billionaire husband” she replied and I gave her a small smile before reaching forward and pulling her cheek.
“Let’s just eat”
We chatted about random stuffs until we were done eating.
“Care for a dance?” I asked, getting up and stretching a hand to her.
She just smiled and took my hand, getting up to her feet too. Snapping my fingers, the song started playing. A beautiful and slow melody.
I put a hand to her waist, keeping the other hand interlocked with hers. Her free hand was on my shoulder and her face held a bright, beautiful smile as she moved in sync with me.
Our first dance together.
I made a mental note of that.
Letting go of her waist, I let her do a swirl and then she rolled back into my arms.
“I think I rocked that” She whispered with a small chuckle.
“Never danced this way before?” I asked, a bit surprised at how excited she seemed to be.
“Yes.” She chuckled.
“But it’s really nice and not that hard, I guess. You lead the dance quite well” she added and I pulled her even closer to me.
We continued dancing slowly, our movements in sync though we messed it up a few times and laughed over it. Soon, we had slowed down. Very much slowed down and we were just taking a step once in a while. Our gaze was locked and our bodies were pressed against each other in every part that we could.
“Is this still dancing?” I asked, leaning even closer as Lisa grinded into me, very slowly along with the melody.
“I don’t know” she whispered back to me and my gaze dropped to her lips.
“How’s your pussy now? Can take a few rounds?” I asked, lifting my gaze back to her beautiful eyes.
No one drove me this crazy. No one drove me to the point where I was so out of control that I was pretty much a sex addict.
While I had always loved relieving my stress through sex, I had never been this crazy over it.
But Lisa made me want to be inside of her always. I wanted to be by her side when she needed and wanted me to be and inside of me whenever she wanted it too.
“I can take a few rounds, daddy” she whispered sexily and u groaned, snapping odd my self control and crashing my lips on her pair of lips.
I kissed her hard and she reciprocated immediately. Our kiss was unlike the slow melody that was still playing. It was wild and full of need.
After nibbling on her lips as if wanting to imprint a mark on her lips, I sucked on the lower lip and as she opened up her mouth for me, my tongue slid in.
“Mhmm” that small moan from the back of her throat made me want to burst a nut right here and now.
My hand that had been interlocked with hers was now in the crane of her neck, holding her in place as I kissed her hard. She kissed me back with the same fervor and feeling her body shiver against mine while out tongues clashed was fucking erotic. The taste of the red wine I had had and the blue wine Cupcake had chosen to have met as we tongue kissed.
With my hand on her waist, I pulled Lisa up my body and she immediately wrapped her legs around my crotch.
I wanted to be inside of her warm wet and slick pussy already. Desperately so.
Breaking the kiss and moving my hand that had been on the crane of her neck to her hair, I patted her hair gently before fisting it in my hand with a firm, tight grip.
“Daddy” she called softly, lust in those beautiful eyes of hers.
Taking a turn, I moved to the table on which we had just finished eating. My hand on her waist left her waist but she held on firmly as I cleared everything on the table, not caring about the noise of the dishes shattering.
I dropped Lisa on the table immediately reached for her tits. Her eager hands moved to my shirt to unbutton it but I grabbed her hand, stopping her and instead leading her to the bulge in my trousers.
“This first, Cupcake. I can’t fucking wait”
“Yes daddy” her word came out as a slurred moan as I fondled a tit, with my other hand pulling the satin dress out of the way so I could reach her panties.
“Daddy is so hard and so big” she moaned, pushing my trousers down and getting my cock out.
The cool air of the garden wasn’t what I needed on my cock right now.
“Run your hands over it, Cupcake” I tore her panties off with a grunt and she gasped.
“Yes daddy” she moaned as I pushed two fingers inside of her pussy.
And fuck! How wet she was already!
“Aaah, Daddy” she moaned, her hands working on my cock.
“Hmm… Your hand feels good” I moaned, fucking her pussy with my fingers even more to get her wetter.
“Daddy, your fingers feels so good too” she looked at me and then looked away as if being shy for a second.
“Look at me. Right now” I ordered and like the good girl she was, she looked back at me, right into my eyes.
“Fuck! Oh yes!” She smothered her own hands with her saliva and guided it back to my cock.
“So close” she whispered and I yanked her hands off my cock.
Spreading her legs apart even more, I pulled my fingers out and shoved my cock inside of her recklessly.
“Oh my fucking…. Daddy!!” Her words got lost as she trembled on my cum, cumming with a squirt.
Fuck did I love it when she did that! Spraying my cock with her sweet juices.