Tied Down: He'll see to her needs, if she can tend to his...

by Haven, Leila

  “Well, eat up. We’ve got a big afternoon ahead of us.”

  “We do?”

  “Uh-huh.” He had an impish sparkle in his emerald eyes.

  “What are we going to do?” I asked playfully. Really, I was onboard no matter what he said we were doing.

  “You’ll find out soon enough.”

  He wouldn’t tell me anything more, no matter how many times I asked. We ate the platter of sandwiches until I was so full I could barely move.

  The only clue Cooper gave me about our afternoon activities was that we were going somewhere. We climbed into his Audi and were driving through the gates of his estate in no time.

  “How come you don’t have a chauffeur?” I asked as the scenery whizzed by outside the windows.

  “I like driving.”

  “But wouldn’t it be more convenient for you?”

  “Of course, but then I wouldn’t get to drive.” He winked at me like we were sharing an inside joke. I relaxed into the leather seat and let the topic go. There were plenty more questions I wanted to ask.

  “Do you have any brothers or sisters?”

  “A brother. No sisters.”

  “Same as me,” I said.

  “I know.”

  I sat up straighter. “How? I never told you.”

  “I deal with a lot of people in my business. Doing a background check on those I associate with is an absolute must.”

  My mouth dropped open with surprise. “You ran a background check on me?”

  His tone remained soft with me. “It’s not personal. I just needed to know there were no skeletons lurking in your closet that would leak out to the public when they find out you are my girlfriend. The media can be brutal.”

  “You could have asked me. I would have told you the truth. What else do you know about me?”

  “I know you went to Clayton High School, where you graduated as valedictorian of your class. I also noted you did not go on to college, even though you could have had your pick. Your parents are still married, your brother is two years older than you, and you have never been in trouble with the law.”

  Everything he said was true. He laid out the facts like he was recalling a shopping list and it gave me a weird vibe knowing he knew even that much about me when I knew so little about him.

  It was time to even the odds. “Tell me about your life. If you know so much about mine, I deserve an equal amount of information.”

  Cooper stole a look at me, briefly glancing my way instead of at the road. “Okay. My parents are divorced. My mother remarried but my father did not. My brother is five years older than me and works in one of my companies to keep him away from the drugs and alcohol he likes to abuse. I have a half-sister who is only a baby but I haven’t met her because my mother likes to forget I exist. I went to Harvard and dropped out in the first year because I thought I knew everything already. Anything else you want to know?”

  So many things. “Why don’t you have a relationship with your mother?”

  His jaw clenched tightly together. Obviously I had hit on a nerve. “She doesn’t agree with some of the decisions I’ve made. If it were up to her, I would be living in the suburbs, trying to make ends meet, with two-point-four children and a wife who bakes cookies all day.”

  There was clearly so much more to the story, but I didn’t dare ask. It was obviously a touchy subject, and I didn’t want to pry. I hoped he would volunteer the information over time, once he truly trusted me with his pain and secrets.

  We had pulled up in a parking lot without me realizing it. “We’re here,” Cooper announced. There was nothing in the lot that gave me a hint of what we were doing there.

  Cooper opened my door for me and then took my hand in his, holding it the entire way into the elevator. He hit a button and we traveled upwards.

  The doors opened to a sumptuous reception area with a stylish young woman behind the counter. She smiled dreamily when she recognized Cooper. “Mr. King, so nice to see you. Miss Cassidy is ready for you. Please go on through.”

  “Thank you, Janelle.” So he knew the woman by name. Jealousy raged a war inside me. I instantly wanted to know how and why they were so familiar with each other. I gripped his hand a little tighter.

  Cooper led me through to an even more sumptuous room with long, lush fabric draping down the walls. A peach-colored chaise lounge was situated in the middle of the room, a large gilded mirror against the wall. There were no windows, and if there were any doors, they were hidden by the fabric.

  An older woman appeared seemingly out of nowhere. She looked about fifty years old, but she had the stretched features of someone who had indulged a little too much in plastic surgery. She could have been much older than she looked.

  “Ah, Mr. King. Such a pleasure to see you,” she said, heading straight for Cooper and planting air kisses on both his cheeks.

  “Miss Cassidy, thank you for seeing us on such short notice. Let me introduce you to my girlfriend, Emily Williamson.”

  Miss Cassidy turned her attention to me and gave me the same air kiss treatment. She smelled of makeup. “It’s nice to meet you,” I replied.

  She looked me up and down, her hands firmly on her hips. “Such a beautiful figure. You have brought her to the right place, my lovely. Take a seat while I work my magic.”

  Cooper sat on the chaise lounge while Miss Cassidy grasped my wrist and dragged me away. For an older person, she sure had a good grip.

  I was led into another room – also draped with fabric – and told to wait a moment while Miss Cassidy fetched some things for me. I stood in the middle of the room, awkwardly wondering what I was in for. There were no signs or decorations in the room to give away any hints.

  After a few minutes she returned, pushing a rack of clothing in front of her. It was full of lingerie and sleep wear in all different colors and shapes. Remarkably, they all seemed to be the right size.

  Miss Cassidy held up a beautiful corset in pastel colors. It had a matching garter belt hanging off it. “You have a spectacular figure. These are going to look so magnificent on you. Put on the first outfit and we’ll show Mr. King. You’re going to make his eyes pop right out of his head.”

  She laughed and reached for the buttons on my blouse. I quickly took over. “It’s okay, I can do it,” I said, not entirely ready to be naked in front of a woman I’d known for all of ten seconds. She got the hint and backed off, busying herself with the rack and averting her eyes for my modesty.

  I changed into the corset, and it pushed my heaving breasts upwards until they could almost be used as flotation devices. I slipped on the garter belt and secured it around my hips before Miss Cassidy gave me some stockings to attach to it.

  Looking in the mirror, I barely recognized myself. The woman peering back at me wasn’t just a pretty accessory to hang off the mayor’s son’s arm anymore; she was sexy and alluring.

  This was the new Emily Williamson, the one with her own life and her own destiny. My happiness was not dependent on one man’s anymore. I was really alive for the first time in my life.

  Miss Cassidy squealed suddenly, pulling me out of my thoughts. “Such a stunning beauty! Come on, Mr. King is about to have a heart attack.”

  She dragged me along behind her once more. I stepped back into the room and stood in front of the chaise lounge. Cooper sat up straight, his face lost in admiration. Any anxiety I may have felt about standing in front of these two people in my underwear quickly disappeared.

  Cooper spoke to Miss Cassidy while still looking at me. “Make sure Emily gets whatever she wants. There is nothing I would deny this woman.”

  My stomach went all fluttery as the butterflies took off. If Cooper could react like that with just one outfit, I couldn’t wait to see what would happen with all the other items on the clothes rack.

  I spent the next few hours with Miss Cassidy. I tried on outfits one after the other before we reached the end. I approved about three quarters of the rack. They didn
’t have price tags attached but I imagined the bill was considerably more than six months’ rent at my old apartment.

  Cooper was still waiting patiently for me when I put on my regular clothes and joined him once again in the draped room. He switched off his cell phone screen and slid it into his pocket as he stood. “All finished?”

  “Yes, thank you,” I said, suddenly a bit shy. I’d never let any man buy things for me like this before. The last thing I wanted Cooper thinking was that I was a gold digger. I would have easily been with him even if he didn’t have two cents to rub together.

  He linked his arm through mine. “Thank you, Miss Cassidy.”

  She blushed under his gaze. “The pleasure is all mine, Mr. King.” She nodded toward me. “I hope you enjoy your new clothes, Miss Williamson.”

  “I will, thank you.” Cooper led the way and we returned to the elevator – empty-handed. “What about our bags?”

  “They will be delivered to the house. They’ll probably make it there before we do.”

  I guessed things happened differently for the rich. Where I came from, they wouldn’t even hold your bags while you ran other errands. It was buy it and then take it, no other options.

  We returned to the car, and Cooper drove us away from the beautiful building and back onto the highway. At first I thought we were heading for his estate, but he didn’t take the right turnoff.

  Knowing there would be no chance of getting any clues out of him, I remained quiet and just enjoyed the drive. The car was lovely and cool, as opposed to the oppressive heat lingering in the summer air outside. There was still the faint aroma of new-car smell clinging to the car’s interior.

  I noticed the sign declaring ‘King Endeavors’ before I saw the massive building that was next to it. Like the man himself, it was sleek-lined and standing strong.

  “What are we doing here?”

  Cooper gave me a sly glance. “I have a few things to sign but I also want you to see where I work. My world is all yours now too. I want you as involved as you want to be.”

  “You want me to work for you?” I asked, slightly confused – if not excited – about this new development. The whole thing still seemed too good to be true.

  He pulled into his designated parking space in the lot, the one directly beside the door. “I want you to be happy. I want to give you anything you need to make that happen. Clothes, cars, travel, a career, further education, anything at all, babe. It’s all yours.”

  “Why are you doing all this for me? You don’t even know me.” I pinched myself and I was definitely still awake.

  Cooper reached over and took my hands in his warm palms. His thumb absentmindedly rubbed over my knuckles. “I knew everything I needed to when I first looked into your eyes and saw my entire future staring back at me.”

  Nobody had ever said anything half as nice as that to me before. He brought my hands up to kiss before letting me go. He pushed open the door. “Come on, I want to show you the office.”

  He practically skipped inside like a child going to the zoo. I liked seeing this side of Cooper, the excited and carefree part of him. He was a puzzle, and I was slowly putting the pieces together. Although, I got the feeling I could know him for a lifetime and there would still be parts I couldn’t quite figure out.

  The elevator was empty when we stepped inside. After a few floors, Cooper hit the stop button and we came to a standstill.

  “What’s going—” My words were left to linger unsaid as Cooper covered my mouth with his. He pulled me against him, hard and strong.

  Chapter 7

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  He was leaving me breathless with every deep and passionate kiss he left on my lips. I was guided backwards until my back was against the wall of the elevator. Cooper’s muscled body kept me there. My hands laced around his neck, pulling him closer to me and not letting him get away.

  His lips pulled away just long enough to delve lower as he showered my neck with his tickling kisses. I laughed at the feeling, my breath panting out in short giggles.

  “I’ve wanted to do this ever since I saw you in that corset, Emily.”

  I remembered how sexy my curves had looked in the underwear. It had made me feel incredible, like I was some kind of a superhero. Cooper made me feel the same way. I didn’t need lingerie to feel sexy when I had him.

  “God, you’re incredible,” he groaned against my neck. The vibrations tickled too, sending me into a happy laughing fit.

  He leaned down and grabbed for the hem of my dress, looking at me purposefully until I raised my arms above my head. “Won’t someone catch us doing this?”

  “I own everything here. Nobody is going to find us.”

  “Are you sure?”

  He gave me the look, one I’d already learned meant ‘are you seriously doubting me?’ I zipped my lips as he did away with my dress and then started on my bra. In two seconds I was completely naked in the elevator.

  My libido was going crazy. I wanted Cooper this way just as much as he wanted me. Every touch he gave me felt like a sharp zap straight to my clit, making the longing even stronger.

  I reached for Cooper’s pants and undid the button and zipper. His hands were all around me, setting my skin on fire and sending me into a wanton frenzy. The fact we were in the elevator only seemed to make it even more fun.

  Cooper leaned back for a moment to take his shirt off, discarding it onto the floor with mine. His pants dropped down so his cock could spring free. It was already hard and ready for some satisfaction.

  Our actions were passionate and messy, grabbing at one another like we were desperate to be close and thrown a lifeline. Every part of me was alive, living in the moment and taking what I really needed at that time.

  Cooper’s arms snaked around me until they settled on my ass cheeks. He gripped them before pulling me up to his body. My legs instinctively wrapped around him while the walls helped me to keep balance.

  “I want to be inside you so badly,” Cooper moaned between kisses. His tongue plunged into my mouth, meeting mine in the middle and dancing together. He sucked on my bottom lip, giving me more pleasure than I knew existed in the world.

  His cock was about to burst as it pressed against my belly. Cooper lifted me higher until I was positioned over his shaft. There was no tenderness now, no need to go gently or hold back. Cooper delved inside me, burying himself deep in my cunt and giving us both what we needed.

  “Cooper,” I whimpered, needing him to put out the ache in my belly. He held me in place as his hips started to rock back and forth, his cock thrusting into me like a piston.

  Our skin slapped together as we writhed with need. The thought of being somewhere so public only made everything that much hotter. I had never thought I would be that kind of a woman, but maybe there was a bit of an exhibitionist inside me yet.

  “Emily, God, you’re fucking tight. You feel so incredible, babe.”

  His words only made me want him more. We were both caught up in the frenzy, our bodies bouncing in the elevator like they were our last moments on earth. Sweat was starting to bead on our skin from the effort but neither of us were willing to stop until the deed was done. We needed a climax; otherwise, it felt like we wouldn’t be able to exist anymore.

  My clit rubbed on Cooper’s abdomen, being roughly pushed around and finding just enough friction to be perfectly torturous. It was only a matter of seconds before I couldn’t hold on to the orgasm anymore.

  I remembered Cooper’s earlier warning, that I would only be able to come with his permission. I bit on my lower lip, trying desperately to hold myself together while he was trying so hard to tear me apart.

  “Cooper, I need…” I panted the words, barely recognizing my own voice.

  He was gritting his teeth together as his body was so focused on thrusting deep into my pussy. He was trying so hard to draw out our pleasure and ensure we would not be left unsatisfied. I could see the determination of the successful billionaire i
n that expression.

  “Come, babe. You need to come now. I’m about to explode.”

  Just one more thrust was all that I needed. The orgasm pooled deep inside me and spread out as fast as the speed of light. I chewed on my lip, trying not to let out the scream of pleasure I didn’t want anyone to overhear.

  “Fuck!” Cooper cursed, obviously not having the same fear as I did. His body tensed as his own orgasm tore through his body. His cock thrust in one last time before he held himself there, buried up to the balls within me.