Madam Billionaire

Amara was still upset when Matteo gets her a glass of mineral water, so she decided to go to the bar and have some minis. She smiled when she saw the three combos, she took a glass then poured the Campari, gin, and vermouth into one.

“Amara, this is not the time to get drunk.” He was about to take her glass when she shushed him and take the first sip and closes her eyes in delight.

“Negroni, it’s better with Ice and orange slice as a garnish but it’s close and you don’t have to go to the bar and be a mixologist.” She gave him the glass and he tried it and was taken back by the taste.

“Okay, this is actually good. I’m impressed.” He smiled and took another sip then give the rest to her. She took it and drink it down and felt herself calm down.

“I’m sorry if I upset you.” Mateo eased his words as he changes his wording and did not call her out for her jealousy.

“I’m pretty sure I shouldn’t be upset earlier. So let’s just forget about it, maybe I’m just tired. I think I need to lay down.”

You need to stay cool Amara.

You need to take a step back.

Amara thought to herself as she was feeling better, and decided to mix another batch and took the glass to the master bedroom. Matteo was confused about how to handle the situation, he was new at conversing with a woman. And talking to her was confusing him and it was making him take a mini and drink the vodka in one gulp.

He had finished his business downstairs, he was quick and efficient thinking that when he was done with everything he could relax and spend the rest of the day with Amara.

But when he was done with everything, he was getting nervous in trying to spend time with her. So he took the easy way out and decided to leave her to rest.

He went down to the back office after he made sure that Amara wouldn’t leave their suite. Then he talks to the manager in charge and decided to ask for the report of the hotel’s underground gambling and started working while he tries to take his mind off the beautiful billionaire.

*****

Meanwhile, in the other suite, Paolo was having better luck with our Peter. He was making Peter squirm when he slowly stripped the handsome assistant to his sexy briefs.

“I like how you have goosebumps when I trail my hand to your naked back.” Paolo pulled Peter closer to him, he was kissing his shoulder trailing up to his neck, while his hand caresses Peter’s backside.

Peter couldn’t help himself but moan, he hated that he couldn’t contain his urges for Paolo. He did try to back away from the Italian mob, but Paolo was still pissed at him for defying his order that he pushed Peter down, then followed him to the middle of the bed when the not-so-perky assistant decided to move away from Paolo.

That was until Peter felt his back touch the headboard, making him realize that he was trapped by the sexy man. Peter stayed quiet up to when he let out a pathetic squeak when Paolo pulled his body down to his large one.

“You can’t get away from me, you know that right?”

Peter nodded while looking at him intently.

“… and you know you don’t even want to right?”

He nodded again when Paolo grabbed his jaw forcing him to look straight at the annoyed-looking mob. But Paolo smirked and stroked Peter’s lips with his thumb. Then he slowly opens his mouth and sucks the thumb sensually while he kept on looking at Paolo.

“Your mouth on my dick, I want to feel the end of your throat.” He groaned to Peter’s tongue play.

And that was all he needed to say when Peter relent and took the Italian dick to his mouth then down his throat.

Paolo started to moan when Peter was licking his tip and stroked the rest of his length.

“Peter, fuck… just… like… that…”

Then he gagged a couple of times, but Peter was actually getting aroused by his rough play. Paolo praised him for taking his dick deeper and then he abruptly pulled out.

“No, no… you don’t get to pout my pretty boy. You embarrassed me in front of my guys, you need to be taught a lesson. On your knees.”

He positioned Peter on all fours and took off his briefs. The first smack came unexpectedly and Peter moans loudly.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“My name, and say that you’re sorry,” Paolo said while he smacks his other side.

“I’m sorry… Paolo.” Peter whimpered in excitement as the smacks were making him leak pre-cum.

“I’m sorry, Paolo!” Peter moaned louder and curled his toes from the sheer blow.

“Very good, you like this?” He caressed his ass lovingly then smack them again.

“Ommmph… I’m sorry… Paolo.” Peter’s hand gripped the sheets tighter.

Peter was high on anticipation, he was waiting for Paolo to fuck him but he kept on smacking his ass.

“Your ass looks so pink, baby.”

He could feel Paolo’s lips on his back and shuddered when he licked his spine. Peter was squirming again, he was rock hard waiting to be fuck. But since his last stunt, he was too embarrassed to ask him for it.

“You know you want me to, right? You can just ask and I’ll give it to you.” Paolo teased his tip as he grinds it to Peter’s backside.

“Or, do you want me to play with you and deny your release?”

“No…” Peter moaned his word.

Paolo chuckled sexily, and slithered his hand down to Peter’s dick, and slowly stroking him while he kept on grinding his backside.

Peter was grasping the sheets when Paolo spread his thighs wider. He was trying hard not to beg the mob for a rough fucking session.

“Tell me, baby, how do you want me to fuck you?” He asked, as he deliberately fans his breath to Peter’s ear and strokes his length with more pressure.

Peter moaned and gave up when he begged to be fuck, hard and deep. It took seconds until Paolo groaned and cursed when he feels the tightness. He almost forgot that Peter was still new at it.

“I’m sorry baby, I got you… I’ll go slow…”

Paolo holds him softly as he tries again, Peter started to sigh in delight and was building up to his high while Paolo stroked his insides pleasurably.

“Please, again… more… Paolo! harder!” Peter reached his hand back to him and pulled him down for a harsh kiss.

“Fuck, I need to slow down… Peter, baby… damn, so… tight… so, I’m so fucking close…” Paolo was holding his body tighter and was breathing heavily with each thrust. Over and over again.

Both men moan louder, both were holding on to each other as they climb up and were trying to reach their climax. Up until they both groaned and grunted and finally burst to their orgasm simultaneously.

“Oh, God…” Peter hoarsely said.

“That was…” Paolo retorted in his still heavy breath.

The sated-looking mob guy gets up moments later, then pulled Peter back to his muscular chest after discarding his condom.

“Stay with me,” Peter whispered in his embrace.

“Peter,”

“I’m sorry about…” he looked Paolo in the eyes.

“Mmh… why don’t we’ll call it even? I’m glad you were bad, I like seeing your pink behind.”

Peter chuckled at his words.

“I never thought I like being bad.”

“Hmm… I think you like it a lot.”

“I did…” Peter said softly while he pulled Paolo closer for another deep passionate kiss.

“I need to check in with Matteo,” Paolo said as he was about to drift off to sleep.

“Mmm… hmm… later, I still need you.”

“Peter…”

And with his second warning, Peter backed away from his kiss. It was like a slap in the face. He regrets having to want the attachment.

Sex… Peter, just sex.

Get your head in the game.

Peter was quick to mask his thoughts and swiftly got up before Paolo could read his gesture.

“Right, and I need to do some work for Amara.”

And that was where our two lovers ended their hot steamy session and parted knowing they both still wanted to be in each others’ embrace.

Hmm… they need some intervention. Definitely.