He tasted like whisky and his mouth got me drunk more than the whisky I had from the glass. The smell of his expensive cologne made me giddy and horny. All I could think about was how hot everything about him was. I wanted to pull back and stop because somebody might catch us, but the thought itself made me wet. All I wanted was for Carson to fuck me. Right then and there, I didn’t care.
I just wanted to fuck.
He broke the kiss and pulled back for a second to look at me. His blue eyes are darker in the slightly dim lighting of his office. The same eyes at once filled with age and power, now brimming with lust, undressing me in his mind.
“Do you want this?” he asked. Ugh. Why is he such a gentleman?
“Of course, I want you to fuck me. It’s my first time and I know it will be great if it’s with you,” I told him. My head was slightly spinning because of the drink and my panties were already soaking wet. I needed to fuck him NOW.
I sat down on his lap, spreading my legs. We kissed again, rougher this time. He growled and moaned and wrapped me in his arms with his strength telling me that I could not stop him. Even if I could, I wouldn’t. I gyrated with my wet panties against his growing shaft beneath me.
He broke from the kiss again and tangled some of my hair on his hand to tilt my head sideways and expose my neck. He kissed me and bit me and licked me like I was the most delicious woman he had ever tasted.
He started unbuttoning my blouse as I fidgeted with his zipper, trying to free his throbbing cock. He unhooked my bra and licked my breast as he cupped the other with force. His thumbs caressed my nipples while he ravished my neck and breasts with kisses and his tongue. I quivered as they hardened, him taking one into his mouth sucking it with gentle bites.
“Carson, uhhhh,” I moaned, my back arching from the pleasure he was giving me.
We kissed, a torrid one, as he held my hips, rubbing my wet panties all over his crotch. The heat and ecstasy between us sent shudders all over my body. My clit had already swollen with wanting, desiring him to ram his dick inside my pussy.
I climbed off his lap and took his hand to lead him to the sofa because I could not take the kissing and teasing anymore. I sat on the sofa and pulled down his trousers to reveal his long and thick shaft. I took it into my mouth and pleasured his member, trying things out to get him shuddering and groaning, asking for more.
I licked the tip and took everything as deep as I could. I sucked him and licked him, his hands behind my head, maneuvering me on how to pleasure him.
He signaled me to stand up and he unzipped my skirt. He stared at me as I stood in front of him in just my soaked panties and high heels. He clearly liked what he saw as he grinned naughtily and sat down. I climbed on to my sofa, with my legs spread on either side of him. His warm finger traced idle, but not aimless, patterns on my thigh, teasingly moving towards and away from my womanhood as I quivered in anticipation. He pulled down my panties and thrust his finger inside me.
I shook as waves of pleasure hit my body, one after another. His eyes stared into my soul as he fucked me with his fingers, smiling an evil grin, liking what he is doing to his prey.
He pulled his fingers out of my pussy, grabbed me by my waist and lifted me easily, bringing me over to his desk. He commanded me to turn around and bend over, and I placed my palms on the shiny glass top of his desk with my ass up in the air.
Carson stood behind me and spread my ass cheeks for a better look. He slapped my ass so hard that it echoed through the room. It hurt but I wanted more. I wanted him to punish me, because that’s what old men do to bad girls.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back giving my body an arch. He slid his thick shaft inside me and it hurt, as if he’d thrust a knife into my pussy. I gasped and moaned because of both pain and pleasure, him filling me with his long and thick dick.
“Ugh, ahhh…” he groaned with pleasure. “Jane, you slut.”
Oh, I loved it. I loved him more for calling me his slut. I was his slut. I would never want to be someone else’s slut or toy. I’m Carson’s personal plaything and fucking slut.
At first, he was riding slowly but with force, ramming his member inside me, pulling my hair simultaneously. He slammed harder and harder until his cock hammered into the walls inside me, reaching the limits of my pussy. The sensation was not like he was just fucking my vagina. It felt like he was fucking me up into my stomach.
My head started to hurt and my hands started to wander, looking for something to hold on to and take hold of to release the force building up inside me. His dick continued to slide in and out my cunt, barely even allowing me room for movement. I could feel how tight I was down there, squeezing him and giving me a cutting and painful sensation whilst pleasuring me at the same time, driving me crazy.
I felt a force building up inside, growing stronger after every stroke, until I exploded and came.
“Ah! Uhh… Uhh…” My body shook and shuddered, my hands collapsing because of exhaustion. The pulse in my pussy still raged as Carson continued to ram his cock up inside me, faster and faster, pushing me harder on the desk. I was still quivering when he came and groaned in pleasure.
“Ugh!”
His warm cum was trickling down my pussy and thighs, tickling the skin where it flowed.
He pulled out of me. We collapsed on the sofa together and rested for a bit. A few moments later we started picking up our clothing, trying to look as formal as we had before the steamy session took place. I stood up while he returned behind his desk and sat on the swivel chair.
“Will that be all, sir?” I asked after smoothing my skirt and hair.
“Yes. You may now go,” he answered.
I left his office, feeling like a new woman and ready to conquer the world. The rest of the summer was much the same, with lots of steamy sex in his office during my internship, making it my hottest summer ever. We fucked until we couldn’t fuck anymore. I pleased Carson and his thick dick, and he lavished me with jewelry and extravagance.
Before I even finished my internship, I was already enlisted as an intern for the next year. Daddy took pride in his daughter for having a very good ‘performance’ as an intern in their firm and for pleasing the CEO. Indeed, I performed excellently, better than he would ever guess, and I definitely pleased my boss.
The Boss’s Bride
A Billionaire Romance
This deliciously dirty story is a part of Susan Fleming’s super-charged, highly lewd collection of love and lust, written in 2015. Those who attempt to steal any part of this goldmine and take it as their own risk being a fiery, hot death from a hunk bearing copyright notices—and she’s not about to play with you.
This is a work of fiction—although we wish that people like this really existed, it’s nothing more than a figment of a very, very overactive imagination. Any resemblance to someone you know, a place you love or anything you hold dear to your heart is nothing more than a craving in your heart that these carnal desires and actions were true!
It goes without saying that this book oozes with erotic sex appeal, and is filled to the rafters with a smorgasbord of acts that you certainly wouldn’t tell your grandmother about. Bodice-ripping, panty-dropping and glasses-steaming, the scenes contained herein are wickedly naughty!
Although all the saucy characters are flirting with forbidden desires and sometimes taking the naughty fruit they really shouldn’t be, all are consenting adults over the age of 18 and not blood-related. What they are is passionate and eager to explore their carnal desires all day long.
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Table Of Contents
Chapter 1: 24 Hours
Chapter 2: The Proposition
Chapter 3: The Contract
Chapter 4: The Dinner Date
Chapter 5: The Good Surprise
Chapter 6: Mr. Vice President
Chapter 7: Amber’s Ploys
Chapter 1:
24 Hours
Daniel Connor couldn’t remember the last time he had felt this angry listening to Amber’s unreasonable ranting. It was all he could do, to not shake her until she saw reason. Had her voice always been so shrill and unpleasant?
“Are you ready to claim responsibility for this child?” she repeated the question scathingly. “And for me?”
“Amber, I’ve told you already, if this child is mine I will of course provide you financial support but I cannot and will not marry you.”
Not at all deterred by his words, the petite blonde placed her hands stubbornly on her hips, her beautiful face made ugly with anger as she glared at Daniel. “Oh you will marry me Daniel, or else I’ll go to your father and to the media about how you’re shirking your responsibilities. And I know enough to know what a blow it will be to your father and your family,” Amber said.
At the mention of his father, the anger Daniel had kept tightly controlled erupted and he grabbed her by the arm pulling her close to him until he was staring her furiously in the eyes.
“Do that Amber and I’ll make sure you regret it forever. And you can bet your ass I’ll be asking for a paternity test, I don’t believe for a second this baby is mine.”
He felt a small measure of satisfaction when he saw a hint of uncertainty in her grey eyes but it disappeared almost immediately as she yanked herself away from him, eyes glittering with menace.
“Your behavior is really quite pathetic Daniel, do pull yourself together. If you can’t be man enough to acknowledge your child and make an honest woman out of me, then I want five million dollars wired to a Swiss bank account within the next 24 hours and I go away forever,” she said.
“Five million dollars?! Are you insane?!”
Amber laughed dryly, “It’s merely pennies for the heir of a multi-billion dollar software company, don’t give me too much grief or the price might just go up.”
“You know I can’t get that much money to you and in 24 hours!”
“I’m sure Daddy can help you out.” She retorted. “But if you can’t scrounge up the dough, I can always ask him myself. Grandfathers do so love to spoil their grandchildren you know.”
“You bitch.” The words came out so softly he wasn’t sure she had even heard them. But her taunting laughter told him otherwise.
Amber’s lips twisted into a cold smile. “Don’t make me raise my price Daniel. You have 24 hours to get me the money and I’m gone from your life or else I’ll go to your father.”
“I can’t do it in 24 hours.”
“Fine, I’m in a generous mood. You have three days.” She pointed to the door of the luxurious suite he had put her up, “I’m tired now, you can see yourself out.”
Although it pained him to follow her dictates, he complied because he didn’t think he could control his temper any further. Once he left the hotel, he walked aimlessly around the city trying to figure out how he could fix this mess.
Going to his father for the money was out of the question, the man didn’t even trust him with a proper position in the company! Having Amber come out and publicly declare he had fathered her child was even more unthinkable. His father already threatened on a daily basis that he would disown him.
Even though Daniel knew he wasn’t serious, he also knew the stern and hard-working Dan Sr. wasn’t entirely joking either. A scandal like this would guarantee he lost all rights to the company. And that was a gut wrenching, painful thought.
For all his playboy ways, he loved the company deeply and was avidly looking forward to one day heading it and taking it to even greater heights, but right now he was too busy having fun to think about the serious things.
He groaned out loud wishing he could go back to the night he had first met Amber at the strip club, if only he hadn’t been so drunk and so foolish. But he had been unable to resist Amber’s trim, shapely figure with her pert breasts, rounded bottom and tiny waist.And God was she flexible. Just thinking about her body contorted under his in the most complicated positions was getting him excited.
What was wrong with him?! He had to come up with a solution to his problem and fast! He wondered if there was any way he could take that kind of money out of the company without his father realizing it.
Thinking of the company got his mind churning as he raced through all the possibilities, his father had promised him many years ago that when he got married, he would officially turn over a sizable share of the company to him. That share would solve all his problems many times over but the problem was he had no intention of getting married anytime soon.
And then suddenly, across the street, he saw a familiar figure coming out of the bank near Fifth Street. Long dark hair playfully blowing in the wind, shoulders hunched as if in disappointment, the lips pressed firmly in a hard line.
As Daniel watched her hail a cab and disappear down the street, he remembered a tidbit of gossip, which had reached his ears a few weeks back. A vague idea forming in his head of how to get out of his current predicament, he briskly crossed the street and entered the bank Laurel had come out from.
Chapter 2
The Proposition
Laurel Jenkins carefully crossed one shapely leg over the other and flexed her long, slender fingers lightly as she considered Daniel’s proposition, her dark lashes curved softly over her eyes hiding her thoughts. She kept the expression on her face cool and detached but her stomach was churning at the intriguing proposition and her mind was racing through all the possibilities of what this could mean for her future.
All the dreams and ambitions she had for herself could be realized with a simple signature and a little bit of pretense, but did she really want to get involved with someone like Daniel Connor?
She looked at his handsome face thoughtfully, the dark blue eyes trained on her face, looked slightly hopeful and just a little desperate. He really is much too handsome for his own good she thought. With his muscular physique, the incredibly handsome face, the sensual lips and the slightly tousled salt and pepper hair, which gave him an innocent boyish charm, it was no wonder women constantly threw themselves at his feet.
And he took full advantage of it too, knowing the effect he had on women, he carried himself in a powerful, confident way. Very few women were unable to resist his charms successfully; thankfully, Laurel wasn’t one of those women.
Having spent the last three years cleaning up his messes left and right, Laurel was one of two women in New York City who remained completely unfazed by the charming and dashing Daniel Connor. The other was his mother, a no nonsense woman who thoroughly disapproved of Daniel’s frivolous lifestyle and believed that at thirty-two years of age, it was high time for him to leave his wild ways behind.
But Daniel had no intention of settling down, a notorious bachelor he prided himself on shunning commitment and seducing women left and right with careless disregard for their reputations or his own.
He was frequently photographed partying in the hottest nightclubs and escorting tall, gorgeous, high profile celebrities to premiers and events. Despite his rakish reputation he was a much sought after bachelor and money hungry women pushed themselves in his path hoping they would be the one to snag this multi-billion dollar prize.
Laurel didn’t give a hoot about his dalliances with women or his partying lifestyle, but what annoyed her to no end was how carelessly he used company resources like the corporate jet or corporate credit cards to wine, dine and woo women.
Her own father had passed away
when she was very young and she had grown up watching her mother work long hours to keep a roof over their heads and food on the table so it irked her that Daniel had so little interest in learning the business his father had worked so hard to build. And that was a shame because not only had he received the best education money could buy, he was extremely intelligent as well and it was frustrating to see him throwing away his life on frivolous things when there was so much potential.
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