My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (50 page)

“You belong here, naked on the Earth,” Mason said as he understood the look of bewilderment on my face. I tugged my panties down my hips and legs and stepped out of them. Mason gestured for me toward the blanket. I sat down and then laid back. The scent of lavender enveloped me and aroused all of my senses. The blue sky above me was dotted with birds flying overhead. It was perfect, and I was glad that I came here, even if I did fail. Then Mason towered over me. He took off all of his clothes off and I watched as he slowly stripped. He was absolutely beautiful with his six pack abs and long lean muscles. Dark patches of curls covered his chest here and there, and matched his beard and dark locks of hair. He was perfect in every sense. Then my gaze trailed down his treasure trail past his belly button to his cock, which was long and thick as it stood straight up. It was smooth and perfectly pink and his hand moved slowly up and down it as he played with himself. I sighed and bit my lower lip knowing that it was going to be inside me soon, and I almost could not wait.

“Are you ready to begin?” he asked.

“Yes, I am,” I moaned out the words.

“Okay, the test is now beginning and you are not to move unless I move you. Let’s begin.” Mason moved away from me, which confused me. I could not move my head however, so I just followed him with my eyes. I watched as he pulled off a long stalk of lavender. He stepped to my ankle and placed the lavender on one ankle and slowly caressed upwards with it. I moaned at the soft feeling of the fragrant flower. It slightly tickled but felt good, and I restrained myself to not move an inch. He moved the flower up my knees and over my thighs. “Does that feel good, Alicia?”

“Yes,” I said softly. Then he moved the lavender over my breasts and encircled my nipples. I sighed at the sensation. It was so hot and I wanted to squirm and wiggle under his seductive touches. I tried to control myself. I needed to concentrate just as he said. Then the lavender stalk was on my face caressing my lips and the scent shrouded around me. He moved the lavender back down my body, over my breasts, down my belly, over my soft mound, down my legs and to my feet. Then he tossed the stalk aside. Mason knelt down at my feet and picked one up in his hand and lifted it to his lips, kissing the tops of them. I lowered my eyelids and watched him kiss up and down the length of my body. Then he did the same with the other foot, leaving me in a spread eagle position. He moaned as he looked at me in this position. I felt vulnerable and dominated with him governing my every move. I was his sex slave that could not move at all. It was very erotic, indeed. Just when I thought nothing could top the first test, this test was even hotter and it had barely even started. Mason positioned himself between my spread legs and licked my pussy in a quick motion. “Ah!” I yelled out in surprise at how sensitive I was. He looked up at me and smiled. “You are already wet, Alicia. You are ready for me, and my cock is so hard and ready for you. It has been hard for you since the first time I saw you. Now I’m going to fuck you hard, but remember, don’t move.”

He moved his body over me and positioned his cock in my opening and slowly pushed it in. I yelled out in ecstasy as I tried to stay completely still. It felt so good and I wanted to twist the blanket in my hands but I could not move. I wanted to wrap my thighs around him but I could not move. I wanted to reach my head up and kiss him, but I could not move. This was sweet, sweet, torture, and I loved it.

“Oh fuck, you are so tight,” he said as he arched his head back and slowly entered me inch by inch, moving very slow. I wanted him to just pound me already because I could not take the teasing anymore. I wanted it and I wanted it all. He stopped when he was halfway in and leaned down and kissed my lips. I could not kiss him back. I could not move and that included kissing. So he just placed soft kisses on my open mouth as I moaned and laid very, very, still. “You’re doing very good my sweet,” he said as he started to move again. With one hard thrust he moved in the rest of the way and his body slammed against mine. I felt my tits bounce with the force of the move and I wanted to grab them and pinch my nipples but I could not. Mason yelled out as he reached the depths of me. “Ah! Yes! Oh shit! Yes!” he yelled. Then he moved his mouth over my nipple and licked it and sucked on it pinching it in his lips softly. I moaned and groaned at the delicious feeling. His fat cock inside of me filled me up completely. Then, the real movement began as he propped himself up on his hands lifting his weight off of me, and he hovered above me. His body did not touch mine at all only his cock was inside of me. He moved to the side a bit and looked down at my body. This was the real test. He was looking at my body to see if it would move as he began to sway his hips back and forth in a gyrating snake like move. I had never been fucked like this before. His cock slid in and out of me with ease in my slippery wet condition. Mason was all concentration as his gaze fell over my hands and my legs watching for any movement as he jackhammered me. I yelled louder and louder. It was extremely glorious as he moved in and out. Every part of me came alive as his long cock explored the depths of me. I watched Mason watching me. It was hot how focused he was in his erotic work. He was such a sex addict and I liked it. He was all sex and play, and he was really good at it. However, I could not get enough. This was the best sex of my life, and I had never felt more turned on before. This little game he had invented was very sexy and if I could curl my toes, I would. It was more than I could ever be able to describe. I was his sex toy in this moment and all my ideas aside about women being strong and independent, it felt very good to be treated this way. It was shameful and dirty, and I was suited to it very well.

“You’re doing good. Keep concentrating Alicia. Don’t move. I want you to cum for me. Cum all over my fat cock, but don’t move.”

Damn, his words were naughty and hot. Just hearing him talk to me in that way with his French accent was doing it for me. “Yes, fuck, I’m ready,” I whispered as I felt the familiar sensations building up inside of me. I was on the brink of cumming. “I’m almost there,” I whispered. 

“Yeah, are you going to cum?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Good,” he said as he pulled out of me. I was shocked. I was confused. He sat between my legs on his knees, as he moved his thumb across my clitoris. I yelled at the pressure he put on it. This was it. I had to hold still. Keep still Alicia! I told myself. I looked at Mason as his gaze moved steadily over my body looking for any sign of movement as his thumb pulsated up and down on my clit.

“Oh fuck!” I yelled. Then I released. I thought I felt my legs twitch in trying to restrain any movement, but it might have been an internal twitch. I could not tell whether I was moving or not as my pussy pulsated with tiny vibrations as it released in ecstasy. I sighed and moaned softly as I reached my climax and then fighting off trying to squirm and roll on the blanket. Then I was done. My orgasm pulsated through me now in a softer manner. I looked at Mason who only smiled at me. “Good Alicia, good. We’re almost done, but not quite. Keep still Alicia, keep still.”

My eyes grew wide as he now moved back on top of me. Unbelievable! He was going to fuck me in my sensitive state! There would be no way that I could not move. I was too sensitive. I was still having my orgasm. Then I felt his hard cock enter me once more. “Ahhh!!” I yelled out. It was an overwhelming sensation and all I could do was yell. “Shhhh… you can do it. Concentrate,” he said.

“I’m trying,” I whispered. He put his hand on my thigh and pushed it further away, opening me up farther and lifting my leg in the air. Then he fucked me hard and fast. The sound of his skin slapping against mine as he pounded me filled the field. I tried hard not to move. I didn’t think I was going to last. It took every effort I had to remain still, then I Mason tense up and release inside of me. He groaned and grunted as his weight fell on me and he softly thrust his cock deep inside of me a few more times, then he became still.

“It’s over,” he said. “The test is over.”

I moved as soon as he said it and wrapped my legs around him and put my hands on his back. I kissed him and groped at him. I was like a hungry animal deprived of food. I was like a crazy banshee touching him. Mason moaned at my touches and my desperation. This was the result he wanted. By depriving me of touching him, I now wanted to touch him constantly. He was a true master in the art of sex and seduction. After a few minutes of lying there and basking in the afterglow, he finally said, “You did it Alicia. You passed.”

“Yes!!” I yelled out with a laugh. “That was the hardest thing to do,” I said.

“It was? Well, you did very good. You were very still.”

MASON

I was impressed with Alicia’s ability to work through this test. However, I was not expecting that my ego would start to feel bruised at her lack of movement. Even though it was required to pass the test, I started to think that her lack of movement was because I was a bad lover, or perhaps my cock didn’t feel as good as I thought it should. I hovered over her letting my eyes gaze over her body looking for any sign of movement, but she did not move. She was either restraining herself or she was bored. It wasn’t until she said that she was about to cum that I knew that she was just good at being still. She had passed the first test, and now the second. Could she be the woman that made it all the way through the rest of test? Only time would tell, but for now I would celebrate that she had passed this one. I knew exactly how to celebrate, by fucking her over and over all weekend, no tests, just two lovers enjoying each other. I could not wait. As soon as I told her the test was over she wrapped herself around me and it felt good. It felt right, and I wanted more.

“Are you hungry?” I asked her. She giggled a little and said, “Yes, that was hard work. I am famished.”

“Good, we will go into the village and eat at my favorite little café. You will love it.”

“Can we lay here for a few more minutes? I love the lavender,” she said.

“Of course but not like this. I want to lay like this,” I said as I laid down on my back on the blanket and laid her on my stomach. She smiled and straddled me with her legs and laid her head on my chest. Her body was warm and smelled like sex. This was perfect.

An hour later I took her to my favorite café called La Nature Café where an old couple, Flore and Gaston, who had owned the place since they were young lovers in their twenties, made the best food you could imagine.

“Oh this is the most delicious thing I have ever tasted,” Alicia squealed as she ate from the decadent lavender mousse soufflé.

“Merci, my darling. If you have time I will teach you,” Flore said to Alicia.

“Oh yes, please. I can come tomorrow,” Alicia said excitedly. I was impressed that she wanted to learn to cook the foods that I loved so much.

“Oui, come tomorrow at this time, it will be perfect,” Flore said.

“Yes, I will.”

We ate almost everything on the menu and Alicia had enthusiasm to try to learn how to make everything. I was more than happy that she wanted to learn the culture and although we were only here for three days it would be good for her to come here to learn and give me some alone time. When we returned to the cottage I rolled up the sleeves of my white button up shirt and chopped wood for the fire that night, while Alicia sat back drinking lavender lemonade watching me. I liked having her watch me. I think she liked to watch me. I loved to chop the wood. It was an escape from the crazy of the office and suits I had to wear every day. Here, I could be in my old rustic cottage and feel like a man of nature, be primitive.

“What do you say we sit around the fire and we read to each other,” I said as I chopped the wood.

Alicia laughed, “Are you serious? It sounds lovely, but I think it is very romantic to say something like that, I almost think you are kidding.”

“Kidding? Poetry is no joke,” I said being very serious.

I could tell that she was trying not to laugh at me, and it made me laugh too.

“Fine we will do your fireplace reading,” she said. “But not until after we eat.”

“Yes, of course. I ordered plenty of fresh foods from the market and the kitchen is filled. We will find something to fill our bellies.”

An hour later we were sitting around the roaring fire that I had built with a cutting board full of cheeses, baguettes, meats, fruits, and a rack with a few bottles of wine. I picked a few books from the library and read out loud to her. It was relaxing to me, even though almost everything I read was in French, she did not mind. For me it was calming. This is what I did when I came here alone. Now, I was doing it with my new lover, Alicia. It was us being a real couple, with real intimacy, but it was just pretend for now. When we went back to Paris I would go back to my ways of fucking whoever I wanted. I could still enjoy this though, for now. It was refreshing. As I held the book in front of me, reading, Alicia moved over to me on the rug in front of the fire.

“Keep reading,” she said as she slowly moved her hands up my jeans and unbuttoned and unzipped them as she reached her hand into my pants and wrapped her hand around my cock. I continued reading as she straddled me and pushed me inside of her. I had to put the book down now. She had my attention. Now we would fuck into the night in front of the fire.

ALICIA

I spent the rest of that weekend going to the La Nature Café learning to cook a new French dish using lavender springs every afternoon. Then I would come back to the cottage and cook it for Mason. Judging by his full belly and moaning while he ate, I was doing a good job. Then we would make love and fall asleep. It was the strangest and yet most comfortable three days of my life. I felt like we were an old married couple, which was strange considering we were only partners in this erotic test game that he had created. Now, it was over and it was time to leave. Which meant something else, I would be getting my reward. I normally wasn’t a materialistic woman, but Mason’s rewards were epic. I wondered if I would be shown into the same room to pick another gift from the many gift boxes or if it would be something else. I did really deserve the reward this time. The first test was hard, but the second test was almost unbearable and I didn’t think that I would be able to hold out.