Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

“Alexander, I’m running late to prepare breakfast. Will you do it fast?” I ask as he dries my body and hair with a towel in slow motion and with affection. Although I’m loving the way he is doing this, I’m worried that I’ll get late in preparing the breakfast.

He makes me sit on the bathroom countertop and instructs me, “Sit here quietly. You’re not going to cook today.”

“Why? It’s my duty-” He shushes me by placing his finger on my lips.

“Now your only duty is to stay with me.” He whispers, caressing my cheek, his loving gaze fixed on me.

“Alexander, I want to stay with you, but we have to keep our relationship secret until I tell about us to my aunt.” I explain to him, taking his hand in mine.

“So tell her, Alice.” He utters, wrapping the towel around his neck.

“I need some time. Please.” I implore.

“Of course you can take your time, Alice. It’s just that I can’t see you working as a maid here anymore.”

“It’s alright. Cooking brings me joy, and I love to prepare meals for you because I’m aware of your fondness for them.” I explain to him, stroking his stubble.

“I understand, but no work today because I’ll make breakfast for you.” My eyes widen in surprise, listening to his words.

“Will you cook?” As I inquire, my voice laced with disbelief, he nods in response. “You know cooking?”

“Every once in a while, Edward and I would cook together in the past.” As he tells me, my eyes glint with amazement.

“Wow! I never thought that billionaire Alexander would know how to cook as well.” I grab the towel and yank him down before rubbing my nose against his.

“I have many hidden qualities in me. You’ll get to know them with time.” He grabs my chin and pecks my nose, causing me to giggle.

Then he scoops me into his arms and takes out of the bathroom. After making me sit on the bed, he gives one of his shirts to me.

“I’ll be right back, sweetheart.” He goes to his walk-in closet after giving me a quick kiss on my lips.

It feels like a dream that Alexander Wilson is pampering me. It’s as if my deepest desires are being fulfilled. The journey I went through to reach this point was filled with challenges, but now, looking back, every hardship seems justified. The rewards I am reaping now make it all worthwhile in the end.

He returns, decked up in the white t-shirt and black jeans.

“Why casual clothes? Aren’t you going to the office today?” As he walks to me, I ask.

“Nope, today I’m going to spend my whole day with you, my love.” As he tells me, sitting beside me, my eyes shimmer with delight.

“You took a day off for me. Wow! Thank you.” I give him a tight hug.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

He chuckles, embracing me in his warm arms.

“Now I’m going to prepare breakfast for us. You rest here in my room.” As we pull apart, he instructs me, his tone laced with care and love.

“I’ll prepare breakfast, Alexander. Don’t worry.”

“You always do it, Alice. So now let me do it.” He requests, caressing my cheek.

“Okay, but how will you explain to everyone why you’re cooking? Everyone will be surprised to see you in the kitchen.”

“Do you think I have to answer anybody?” He asks, raising his brows at me, and I shake my head.

“I’m just coming.” He kisses my lips before leaving while I just grin.

After a few minutes, my phone rings. I grab it up from the table and glance at the caller id. It’s Mia’s call.

“Hello.” I answer the call.

“Alice, where are you? You won’t believe what I saw.” She utters in excitement as soon as I answer the call.

“What?” I enquire, curious.

“The Alexander Wilson is in the kitchen, and he is cooking bare chest.” As she informs me, a smile touches my lips.

“What? Really? I can’t believe that Alexander Wilson is cooking.” I answer, pretending to be surprised and controlling myself from laughing.

“Yes! He looks so hot. You should come here and see. Every maid is drooling over him.” Listening to her words, I feel jealous because they all can see my man and I can’t.

“I can’t come because I have gone somewhere.” I make an excuse. “But send me a photo of him.”

“Sure.” She disconnects the call and sends me a photo of him.

“My man looks so hot while cooking. I wish I could be in the kitchen with him.” I pout, admiring the enticing photo of him chopping.

I video call him in an instant.

“What happened, Alice? Are you already missing your boyfriend?” He asks in a teasing tone, answering the call.

“Yes, I’m. You know Mia just called me and told me how irresistible you look while cooking. Everyone is going crazy about it in the mansion.” I let out a laugh.

“Aren’t you jealous of them?” He questions me in a playful tone, raising an eyebrow at me.

“No, I’m not jealous, rather I’m delighted because they’re going crazy over the man who is crazy about me.” I reply, beaming at him, and he chuckles.

“Yes, I’m crazy for you, baby.” He kisses me on the phone, causing me to laugh.

“Alright, now I’m curious to see my handsome man cooking in the kitchen,” I demand.

“As you wish, Madam.” He responds with a playful bow, making me chuckle.

Before continuing with the cooking, he positions the phone so I can get a better view of him. He converses with me while cooking.

I still can’t believe the domineering billionaire is preparing breakfast for me. It’s surreal.

I bite my lower lip, my eyes filled with desire as I watch his attractive physique.

“Alexander, I wish I could run to the kitchen and kiss every inch of your chest. You look so tempting.” I express my longing.

He glances at me through the phone and responds, “So come. Who’s stopping you, Alice?”

“You know, I can’t come.” As I pout, he chuckles.

“Don’t worry. I’m just coming to you. The breakfast is almost done, as you can see.” He points at the tray with pancakes, omelettes, and sandwiches.

The breakfast looks scrumptious and makes my mouth water, but he looks even more tempting. I want to have him.

After a moment, he arrives in the room with a tray. I take the tray from his grasp in a hurry, place it on the table and push him onto the sofa, startling him.

I straddle his lap with enthusiasm and attack his chest like a wildcat.

“Fuck! You drive me crazy, Alice.” He groans, grabbing my hair with one hand and sliding his other up into my shirt, stroking my hips and causing me to shiver. Breakfast has become a forgotten business now.

I pull down his lower and rub his shaft while kissing and biting down every inch of his chest. He responds by squeezing and spanking my buttocks, eliciting moans from me.

I grab his shoulders and take him deep into me, letting out a scream of rapture. As I ride him, he roams his hand all over my body, and our moans and groans fill the room.

“I’m only stopping because of the breakfast you prepared with so much love.” I pant, resting my forehead against his, trying to catch my breath.

“I love you, Alice.” He clasps my face and confesses before capturing my lips in a soft kiss.

“I love you more, Alexander.” I whisper and kiss his lips with equal softness and love, encircling my arms around his neck.