Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

Alexander and Edward enter the washroom, and we follow them, my mind racing with worry about what others inside might think.

To my relief, there’s no one else in the washroom. It’s as if they had planned it this way. After all, they’re the Wilson brothers, and they are capable of arranging anything.

“You stay here. We’re going inside.” Edward takes Mia into one of the stalls.

Alexander stands before me and steps closer. “Your reward is that you can orgasm as much as you want without my permission.” He declares my reward. His words alone send shivers of anticipation down my spine.

“Thank you, Master.” I respond in a meek tone.

From inside the stall, I hear Mia’s moans, thrilling me with the realization that we can hear their moans, and they can hear ours.

Alexander is making my life more exciting with each passing day.

He pulls me closer by my waist, and the sounds of their passion seep through the stall.

His hand slips beneath my dress, gliding up my thighs, and he pulls off the vibrating panties and places them on the countertop.

“Open your legs.” He commands in a soft tone.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

I obey, spreading my legs, and he caresses my wet spot. “So incredibly wet, all ready for your master.” He murmurs as he moves closer to my lips.

His words intensify my desires, and his warm breath on my lips quickens my heartbeat.

Suddenly, he jabs his two long fingers inside me, leaving me breathless. I close my eyes, moaning and tilting my head back in ecstasy. His other hand grips my hair roughly, pulling me in for a passionate kiss as his fingers work their magic, eliciting more moans.

As his thumb circles my clit, bringing me closer to my first orgasm, I grab onto his coat to steady myself.

He releases my lips and trails kisses down my neck while I grip his hair, moaning uncontrollably. His rough fingering makes the knots tighten in my stomach, and my skin clenches around his fingers. He pushes down the sleeve of my dress from my shoulder and bites into my exposed skin.

My moans blend with Mia’s in an intense symphony.

His fingers now target my G-spot directly, and I climax on his fingers, screaming.

“Fuck, you’re so tempting.” He murmurs as he withdraws his wet fingers and sucks them seductively, locking his gaze with mine.

Someone, please tell him he’s the hottest man on the planet.

Suddenly, he turns me around, and I see myself in the mirror, looking entirely dishevelled by my man. My hair, my makeup, and my dress are all in disarray. He pulls my dress down from the top, revealing my breasts, and squeezes them from behind with one hand while his other hand tugs at my hair, tilting my head back.

“You look extremely hot when you’re ruined by me.” He whispers into my ear as I gaze at our reflection in the mirror.

He removes his belt and uses it to bind my hands behind my back before bending me over the countertop and pressing my face against the mirror. As he lifts my dress and pulls down his jeans and boxers, I feel his hard member against my buttocks, panting and waiting for him to enter me.

He smacks my buttocks and spreads my legs by placing his leg between mine. Then he thrusts into me with full force, pressing my face harder against the mirror and gripping my hair tighter, causing me to moan in ecstasy.

This is exactly what I’ve been yearning for since I put on that vibrating panties.

He pounds deeply into me, gripping my bound hands. His other hand still keeps my face pressed against the mirror, and I moan ferociously from the pleasure he’s giving me.

I forget about Mia and Edward, who can hear us. At this moment, I don’t care about anything because I’m completely engrossed in this overwhelming pleasure.

He lifts one of my legs and places it on the counter. It’s an uncomfortable position, but it allows him to hit my G-spot directly and pushes me closer to the edge.

He groans behind my back, and his member throbs inside me as he approaches his climax.

Finally, he delivers one last powerful thrust, spanking my butt hard. We both reach the peak together, panting and locking eyes in the mirror.

He makes me stand straight, still inside me. After yanking my head back by my hair, he captures my lips from behind.

God! The way he takes control and fucks me so roughly feels like pure heaven.

With a swift motion, he turns me around, lifts me by the waist, and sits me on the countertop. He places my legs over his shoulders and plunges into me without warning. I gasp, clutching my bound hands behind my back in pleasure.

He gives me rapid, forceful thrusts, causing my breasts to bounce with each motion. With each stroke, electric currents surge through my body.

Our moans and groans of extreme pleasure fill the restroom, and we pant and sweat from our passionate encounter, yet we remain unsatisfied, craving more.

He goes deep inside me, and as he comes closer to my face, he sweeps my hair aside and slows down his moment, and we elicit soft moans, savouring each other.

“I love you.” He murmurs, kissing my lips. Hearing those magical words from him sends goosebumps all over my body. When he confesses his love during our passionate session, it hits differently.

He increases his pace, gripping my neck and pressing my head against the mirror. I close my eyes, completely lost in the overwhelming satisfaction he’s providing.

“Open your eyes, kitten!” He orders, delivering a firm smack to one of my tits.

I open my eyes immediately and meet his gaze filled with desire. He asks in a stern tone, hitting my other tit. “How many times do I have to tell you I want you to look into my eyes when I claim you?”

“Now… Now, I’ll remember, Master.” I respond with great effort as he rubs my clit with his fingers, still ramming into me.

Today, he’s surely going to push me to my limits with pleasure.

As I reach an intense climax, he withdraws from me. His fingers rub between my legs with vigour as I squirt, and I close them because of the unbearable pleasure.

However, he forcefully spreads my legs and delivers three sharp strikes to my already sensitive area. “You must always keep them open for your Master.” He commands, and I jump and yelp out in a mix of pleasure and pain, trying not to close my legs.

Then he enters me again after widening my legs by holding them in the air. Until I climax once again, he repeats the process of coming out of me and pushing himself back in with full force.

In the end, we climax together, and he releases my hands. I rest my head on his chest as I pant from the unlimited orgasm. He kisses my wrist, which has reddened from being bound, and I smile faintly against his chest, my eyes closed.

He holds me in his arms and gently kisses my forehead. After coming into his embrace, I feel like heaven, like always.

Then Edward’s words bring us back to reality from our intimate world.

“Can we come out?” He asks from inside the stall.

“Wait a moment, bro,” Alexander responds as he steps out of my embrace. He washes his hands, dons his pants, and adjusts my dress.

Then he takes a fresh pair of panties from the pocket of his coat and smiles as he looks at me. It’s astonishing how he plans every detail.

He places tender kisses on my toes and helps me put on the panties. “Stand up.” He commands in a loving tone.

As I stand in front of him, he adjusts my dress from the bottom and fixes my dishevelled hair with his fingers, with care to avoid hurting me. The way he cares for me always makes me feel special and loved.

He uses tissue paper to clean my face thoroughly. This aftercare is what I cherish the most.

Finally, he kisses my forehead after cupping my face. I close my eyes, feeling his tender touch on my skin, and a smile never leaves my face.

He call out, “Edward, we’re done here. You may come out now.”

As Mia and Edward step out, the four of us exchange knowing glances. Mia’s condition is the same as mine, tousled hair and smudged makeup.