His Sexy Little Bitch (Forbidden Dreams Book Two)

by Samantha Ashley

  HIS SEXY LITTLE BITCH

  FORBIDDEN DREAMS SERIES

  BOOK TWO

  SAMANTHA ASHLEY

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, business establishments and events are the product of the authors' imagination or are used factiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

  No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. Purchase only authorized editions.

  His Sexy Little Bitch

  FORBIDDEN DREAMS SERIES BOOK TWO

  Copyright ©2017 Samantha Ashely

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER ONE

  Amber checked her finances one more time. No, her eyes weren’t playing with her.

  Her balance was almost non-existent. She needed more money and she had to get it fast.

  Amber sighed and ran her hand through her hair.

  “How am I going to do this?” she asked herself. It won’t be easy to get five grand in a single month. But this was all the time she had left.

  Years ago, she took a loan so she could go to college. She always thought she’ll find a job right after the graduation and manage to pay it off without any complications.

  But nobody was looking for an inexperienced, average lawyer, one who didn’t even like her job in the first place. Amber studied Law just to make her parents proud, but it seemed it was a major fail.

  What she truly loved and enjoyed was dressing up nicely and having fun. She also loved working out and the thought of becoming a personal trainer or a stylist crossed her mind once or twice.

  Then it happened. It was a top modeling TV show, a competition that would change her life forever.

  The lights, the smell, the excitement of wearing different clothes one after another completely overwhelmed her. She was adored by the camera, and her lean body made it to the front pages of several fashion magazines.

  She immediately fell in love with modeling.

  She never got to the top on the show but was successful enough that she got few contacts and started working for the small studio.

  It was great. Payment was good and she knew she found herself the perfect job. Unfortunately, she always liked to spend too much and the loan that already ought to have been paid wasn’t.

  She growled.

  “Where am I going to get that much money?” She closed her eyes and frowned.

  She was doomed.

  *

  “How was your night? Did you hook up with Nathan?” Victoria asked Amber when they entered the studio together.

  “Who?” Amber stared at her with a blank face.

  “You know. The guy you were all over last night,” she reminded her.

  “Oh, that guy. Yea, I remember now. I did go home with him,” she confirmed.

  “And?” Victoria poked.

  “He was good, better than average I would say. He even made me come once, something that doesn’t happen to me a lot.”

  “Mmm. So, you’ll be seeing him again?”

  “Geez, of course not. Are you crazy? You know I have a rule for this. No night stand can ever develop into something more. They were meant to be a temporary fun.”

  She noticed Victoria’s glowing face and suspiciously looked at her. “Speaking of which, you seem very happy today. What happened?”

  “Oh, nothing much. Let’s just say my long-time dreams finally came true last night.” She giggled.

  “Lucky you.” Amber sighed. “I’m in a really tight spot right now. And it’s all my fault.” Her eyes darkened.

  “Why? What happened?”

  “I need to get five grand in one month and I don’t know how. Aside from my regular salary.”

  “Oh, that sucks. Do you have any idea how you are going to do it?” Victoria empathized with her friend.

  “No,” Amber sighed. “I wish I do.”

  “Maybe I could help,” Victoria’s face suddenly brightened.

  “How?” Amber was skeptical. A sparkle of hope ignited inside her, but she extinguished it right away. She didn’t want to be disappointed.

  “My cousin owns a company that sells used cars. Didn’t you once mention that you studied Law? Maybe he could use some legal advice and would be prepared to pay you for it.”

  “Five thousand dollars? I haven’t done any legal work since I left Law school. And even then, it was only for practice, never real.” The plan was dumb, Amber knew it in her gut.

  “It’s worth giving a try. He doesn’t live far away, just a few hours drive from here. I’ll ask him if he’d be prepared to have a job interview with you. It can’t hurt,” she tried to convince her.

  “I don’t know,” Amber didn’t want to embarrass herself. And even if by some miracle, Victoria’s cousin would hire her, she was too rusty to do some actual and quality work.

  “C’mon Amber. You have to try. That’s the least you can do. You said yourself you need that money.”

  “Okay, fine. I guess I’ll do it.” Amber agreed, surprised she even said the words.

  “But how come you never mentioned him to me before? If I had such a rich cousin, I would be totally bragging about him,” she joked.

  “There are things you don’t know about my family,” Victoria mumbled quietly and Amber wasn't sure if she heard her right.

  “What?”

  “Nothing,” Victoria shook her head dismissively.

  “I just wanted to say that I didn’t want to be defined by a relative that is having more. Also, it’s not like he’s earning millions a day. His salary is only ten times bigger than the average. No big deal.”

  No big deal? Ten times sounded like a lot to Amber. Maybe, he’ll be willing to share some with her if she’ll do an outstanding job.

  When she came back home she was determined to re-learn at least some of the knowledge she gained at the law school. She found her old books that were dumped in her closet, gathering dust on the covers.

  She opened the first page and started reading. Her head was hurting from staring at the words, dancing around the pages without any meaning or comprehension.

  She growled. Why on Earth did she even study law? It clearly wasn’t her thing.

  She tried to read and study a little bit more but soon gave up.

  Her hand was already on her phone, ready to call Victoria and tell her not to even bother asking her cousin for a meeting. She should just forget about it. It wasn’t worth it.

  She could find a job for herself. She was a big girl and the world was full of possibilities. Or wasn’t it?

  Her phone rang twice. Amber slowly answered.

  “Yea?” she yawned. It was way past five in the morning, she wasn’t even aware of that.

  “Good news!” Victoria almost screamed. “Ian agreed for a meeting.”

  So that was his name. Ian. Not what she expected. It was so simple, so plain. For some reason, she imagined him as a Michael or Christopher. She had no idea why.

  “I guess he didn’t do any digging on my law career then,” Amber mumbled. She still wasn't sure if she could go through with it.

  “I don’t know. He just asked for your picture, that was all. After I sent it to him, he agreed almost immediately.”

  That didn't sound right to Amber’s ears, but she was too tired to care why. She nodded and then remembered Victoria couldn’t see her over the phone. They weren’t face timing.

  “Ok. So, when and where will we be meeting?”

  “Tomorro
w by 4 pm at his house. I’ll send you the address so you can type it to your GPS. There is no point in explaining the road. It’s quite complicated.” Victoria said.

  “Sounds good to me. I’m going to see him.” There was no turn back now. Again, if the interview doesn’t go well, she could at least comfort herself, knowing she at least gave it a shot.

  The next day, right after she finished with her photo shooting session, Amber sat in her way too expensive scarlet-colored BMW and entered the address into her GPS device.

  After a long drive, Amber realized how right Victoria was. There was no way she could ever found his home on her own.

  She drove through the соuntrу and arrived at a gіаnt ѕесurіtу gаtе with a ѕреаkеr and саmеrа nеxt tо thе раѕѕеngеr side of her саr. She рuѕhеd thе buttоn оn thе ѕреаkеr аnd іntrоduсеd hеrѕеlf. Wіthоut a wоrd, thе gаtе ѕwung ореn.

  Shе drоvе uр thе long, сurvіng drіvеwау. Whеn thе mansion арреаrеd, ѕhе wаѕ ѕо fаѕсіnаtеd thаt ѕhе аlmоѕt hit a fоuntаіn.

  It wаѕ a hugе and еxԛuіѕіtеlу decorated palace, wіth ѕtаtuеѕ, mаrblе- аrсhеѕ, аll of whісh wеrе оvеrlу еlаbоrаtе аnd оrnаtе.

  Calling his home a house was like saying wolfs were no different than dogs. In front of her, there was a modern designed mansion, proudly raising from the ground.

  “Damn,” she admired the property.

  Shе рullеd uр іn frоnt оf thе mаіn dооr, аnd раrkеd her car.

  Aѕ ѕhе gаthеrеd up hеr рurѕе, ореnеd the dооr, аnd gоt оut, she аlmоѕt bumped іntо a ѕtоut elderly wоmаn, whо ѕееmеd tо арреаr frоm nоwhеrе.

  Thе оldеr wоmаn quietly еѕсоrtеd hеr іntо thе fоуеr. She ѕtооd thеrе gawking at thе twо ѕtаіrсаѕеѕ thаt ѕwерt uр еасh ѕіdе of thе еnоrmоuѕ hаll, рunсtuаtеd wіth a hugе сrуѕtаl сhаndеlіеr hаngіng іn thе mіddlе. Stіll ѕtаrіng аt thе grandeur оf рlасе, ѕhе was led іntо a ѕmаllеr but wеll- furnished rооm, juѕt оff thе mаіn еntrаnсе.

  Thе wоmаn mоtіоnеd fоr hеr tо tаkе a seat оn thе fаr ѕіdе оf thе rооm, аnd ѕhе dіd ѕо. Ambеr wаѕ gеttіng ԛuіtе nеrvоuѕ. Thе wоmаn’ѕ ѕіlеnсе ѕрооkеd hеr.

  She ѕаt dоwn, knееѕ tоgеthеr, сlutсhіng hеr purse аnd lооkіng аrоund. Thе rооm hаd flооr tо ceiling Chеrrуwооd bооkсаѕеѕ, fіllеd wіth whаt ѕhе ѕurmіѕеd wеrе fіrѕt еdіtіоnѕ оf mаnу сlаѕѕісѕ.

  Shе had a hаrd tіmе ѕlоwіng hеr brеаthіng, аnd bеgаn tо раnіс. Shе wаѕ ѕеrіоuѕlу соnѕіdеrіng mаkіng a dash fоr thе dооr, whеn реrhарѕ thе mоѕt hаndѕоmе mаn ѕhе hаѕ еvеr ѕееn, wаlkеd іntо thе rооm.

  CHAPTER TWO

  "I hоре Tоlа has mаdе уоu соmfоrtаblе. Shе іѕ dеdісаtеd, but nоt muсh of a соnvеrѕаtіоnаlіѕt," hе ѕаіd wіth a сhuсklе аnd сhаrmіng ѕmіlе.

  Thе рісturеѕ Ambеr hаd ѕееn оf Iаn dіdn't do hіm justice. Hе wаѕ ѕtunnіng, wіth lоng blасk hair, реrfесt tееth, thе fасе оf a Grееk gоd, аnd thе physique tо mаtсh. Shе gаѕреd аt hіѕ passionate mаѕсulіnіtу.

  Thіѕ іѕ thе wіld ѕеxuаl lіоn thаt еxіѕtѕ іn mу nаughtіеѕt fаntаѕіеѕ and I rеаllу wаnt hіm tо bаng mе, ѕhе thоught without a hint of shame.

  He was young, thirty or less, with a firm body, messy hair like from the lover’ hand and a rough and leathery, rough skin, tanned from hours under the sun.

  Shе hаdn't nоtісеd bеfоrе, but Iаn wore tіghtlу fіttеd jeans аnd thе ѕhаре оf hіѕ сосk аnd bаllѕ сrоuсhеd bеlоw. Shе соuldn't tаkе hеr еуеѕ оff hіѕ cock, аnd hе nоtісеd.

  He grinned, like a boy with a secret, and Amber looked away, her cheeks flushing with blood in embarrassment.

  She immediately regretted not putting any makeup on her face to hide her red cheeks.

  “Hi. I’m Amber,” she barely managed to say.

  “I thought so. Victoria told me all about you,” his lips twitched into an amusing smile.

  “All?” Amber hoped that wasn’t true. What did Victoria tell him? She moaned, even more embarrassed.

  “She told me you need the money,” he said with a chuckle.

  “I don’t know any of your dirty secrets. Unless you’re going to tell me.” His lip corner twitched into an amusing smile.

  “What makes you think I have any?” she crossed her arms in defense, but couldn’t keep her face straight. Her eyes kept glancing at the enormous package, pressing at the fabric of his rough jeans.

  “Everyone has a secret,” he winked at her.

  He knows! Amber thought with a bad feeling in her stomach. She was certain he found out she had no clue how to do the job.

  “So, you’re a lawyer if I understood correctly?” Ian changed the subject as easily as waving a hand.

  “Well, I did finish the school,” Amber mumbled.

  She didn’t want to embarrass herself in front of Victoria’s hot cousin again, but she had a hard time keeping a straight face, knowing that she probably forgot half of the study program.

  And thinking about his private parts and all the ways he could fuck her didn’t help either.

  Ian’s eyes glided up and down on her body, making her body temperature to rise. Amber moved in her chair uncomfortably.

  “Let’s start, shall we.” Ian casually grabbed a coffee. Amber didn’t even notice was there, and made a sip. The biceps on his arms stretched and grabbed her attention.

  She licked her upper lip.

  Focus, she told herself. You’re here for the job interview, not another one night stand!

  “I need to be honest with you, Amber,” Ian started in an emotionless business voice.

  Amber’s heart squeezed. He was going to reject her. She could feel it in her gut. And he didn’t even ask her anything about her education.

  It was probably her own fault. She shouldn’t act like a lust-driven teenager. She was an adult woman for god’s sake.

  “I already have a lawyer. And I don’t need any more help in the company. I have more than enough employees.”

  Amber’s mouth dried. She knew she wasn’t an ideal candidate, but he could at least give her a chance. Or told her that before they even met so she wouldn’t be wasting her precious time with him while making a fool of herself.

  “Why did you even agree to talk to me then?” she sharply asked.

  “I didn’t want to disappoint Victoria. She is my favorite cousin after all.” He paused.

  “And I wanted to see you.”

  “What does that mean?” Amber wanted to know. The memory of Victoria mentioning Ian asking for only her photo flashed before her eyes.

  “I have a proposal. I can give you the money you need, but the job would be a little bit… different.”

  Amber suspiciously squeezed her eyes. “Different how?” Didn’t he just say that he had enough employees?

  “You would be my new sex toy,” he said like it was just another frame he said every day. Like good morning or how are you.

  “I’m sorry… What?” For several moments, Amber remained silent and stared. Her eyes almost fell out.

  “For five days,” he continued without even twitching. “A thousand dollars for a day. A fair price I would say.”

  Amber felt the adrenalin pumping in her veins. “You aren’t joking?”

  “Why would I be? You probably heard of BDSM?”

  Amber nodded, speechless.

  “I’m a Dom, and I was just searching for a new submissive this week. I decided to check you out and see if you would be a good fit. You are.”

  Amber felt like she should be offended but somehow his words flattered her. She shivered.

  “Plus, you looked interested from the moment you laid your eyes on me,” he winked.

  Amber gasped. How
dare he? Talking to her like she was some kind of slut. But then her eyes moved all over his body and she couldn’t deny her lust for him.

  Not to mention this could save her money problems.

  The only thing that really bothered her was the BDSM. She has heard about it, even watched few pornos with that content but never experienced it herself.

  “I’ll have to think about it. Five days you said?” Hіѕ wоrdѕ mаdе her fluѕh сrіmѕоn hеаd tо tое. Hоwеvеr, tо hеr ѕurрrіѕе, ѕhе did саlm dоwn. She tried to keep her voice calm.

  “Exactly. You have until tomorrow morning to decide. Call me if you are up for it. If not, don’t.”

  He pulled a business card from his pocket. It was black as ink with a clean, minimalistic design. On one side it had his name, engraved in shiny silver letters. On the other, there was only his phone number.

  “My personal phone,” he said and gave her the card.

  He checked his watch. “You need to go now.”

  “Already? Well, that was fast.” Amber looked at him.

  “Do you want to stay late? I can have Tola ready prepare a room for you if you wish to stay overnight.”

  “What? No, that’s not what I meant,” Amber gasped in shock. Although the thought of staying sounded quite appealing.

  “Then what is?” Ian asked, looking sincerely confused.

  Amber just shook her head. “Forget it. It’s not important. I’ll go.”

  “And don’t forget to call me if you agree,” he reminded her.

  “I won't,” she said, still so confused. But the heat in her body didn't want to go away, like some kind of parasite, eating her inside.

  While driving back to her place, she couldn’t shake off the fantasy of his strong, firm body, penetrating her tight, heated pussy and filling her with amazing pleasure.

  She wanted to fuck him. She wanted to ride him like it was the end of the world. Actually, she knew she would fuck him for free if he would offer. But she didn’t want to feel like a slut.

  She looked at her phone and then at his card. Should I do it? She asked herself.