Dirty Savage Boss: A Cocky Billionaire Duet

by Terri E. Laine

  I tossed back my head and laughed. Oh, she would be fun to play with. “I’m Ryan,” I said, offering my hand. When she took it, I brought her knuckles to my lips and brushed a kiss on them. “Now, tell me one thing you want that you’d do just about anything to make happen.” I didn’t let go.

  She didn’t have to think about it. “I want to tell my boss to take his job and shove it.”

  “You do?” I hadn’t expected that.

  She huffed her response. “Very much, but I have bills to pay.”

  Reluctantly, I let her hand go in order to pull out my phone. “Where do you work?”

  She hesitated, so I lifted a brow in question. “Hampton’s Media,” she blurted.

  I already knew that answer. “Ah, Hugh Hampton, I presume.”

  Her head bobbed and I wanted her to do it again, only this time with my cock down her throat. I wanted this woman in the worst way.

  “He’s here tonight, somewhere.” I waved off her alarm. “Don’t worry about him. If I can get you what you want, will you spend the weekend with me?”

  Her animated shock was easy to read. “Are you serious?”

  She had no idea. When I wanted something, I doggedly pursued it until it was mine. “Absolutely. I should warn you, when I say spend the weekend with me, I mean in every possible way.”

  “You’re joking.” It wasn’t a question.

  “Not one bit,” I said, holding her gaze.

  “Okay,” she said, giving me an I don’t believe you look. “What do I have to do?”

  “Anything and everything.”

  “Anything and everything?” She shook her head. “Is there a camera somewhere? Because this sounds too good to be true.”

  “Trust me, everything will be good.” I let my gaze slide down the red dress she wore.

  “You are saying if I accept, I can tell my boss to go fuck himself?”

  When I nodded, she laughed as if it were a ridiculous proposition. Little did she know I was deadly serious.

  “Why?” she asked. “Why me?”

  “Because I find you extremely intoxicating, and I’m used to getting what I want.” It was a blunt statement, but I wasn’t the kind of guy to mince my words.

  “How do I know you’ll come through on your end of the bargain?”

  “I’m a man of my word. I’ll give you what you want, but you have to submit to me this weekend. Whatever I want, you will give without question or hesitation. But you must leave with me right now.”

  Her lovely eyes widened with surprise and a little fear. Damn, that made me harder. “Leave with you? How do I know you’re not a serial killer?”

  I barked out a laugh. “Give me your phone, love.” I held out my hand.

  She moved slowly but did as I asked.

  “Good girl.” She’d even unlocked it without my request. Ah, a woman who could anticipate my needs. She was even more perfect than I’d imagined.

  I opened the camera feature and moved beside her. “Now, this is how you do it, right?”

  She agreed as I framed us on the screen and snapped a photo. Damn, we looked good together.

  “Send this to your friend. Tell her you’re going home with Ryan Witmore.”

  Her eyes grew at the recognition of my last name.

  “You’ve heard of my father, I presume.”

  “Yes.” I watched her swallow.

  “So, now you know you’re safe with me.” I handed her the phone back. “Go ahead and send the message.”

  “I—”

  “Will make your wish come true if you do as I ask,” I finished for her.

  “You sure are bossy.”

  “I’m just a man who knows what he wants.”

  “So one weekend with you, starting now, and you’ll make it so I can quit my job but still be able to pay my bills?”

  “Absolutely.”

  I could see the wheels spinning in her head. She knew of my father and knew I’d have the means to take care of her financially for the rest of her life if I wanted.

  “I’ll take your word, but I have to call my friend Molly, not just text her and leave. Have you ever heard of girl code?”

  I shook my head.

  “Well, it means I can’t do what you ask. She and I came together. We leave together. That’s the rule.”

  “But—” I began.

  “But let me call her.”

  I nodded. Chloe shifted and turned her head as if privacy was an option. There were people everywhere.

  When the call connected, she said, “Where are you?” There was a pause. “I’m calling because I kinda sorta met someone.” Another pause. “Okay, not kinda, I have, and he wants me to leave with him, but I won’t…” She nodded her head. “Are you sure? I won’t leave you… Uh-huh. Okay, I’m texting you a picture of Ryan. It was actually his idea. And I’ll text you when I get there. Will talk later. Okay. Be safe. Tell Joe and Jeremy they better take good care of you.”

  She hung up and cautiously met my gaze.

  “What did she say?”

  She flushed. “She told me to get my freak on.”

  I grinned. I would have to thank her friend after this weekend. “Did you text her the picture of us?” I asked.

  “I haven’t yet. I’m still not sure about this.”

  I cupped her soft cheek, pushed my fingers through her silky hair to angle her head just right, and pressed my lips to hers in a quick kiss. I expected to feel something, lust, but it was more. A feeling of possession came over me. I guarded those thoughts as I said, “Now send your friend the message.”

  Her hands shook as she sent the message. I held out my hand and she took it. “I promise you’ll enjoy this weekend,” I said.

  “I can’t believe I’m really doing this.”

  “Believe it.”

  “I’m trusting you.”

  “I swear I will deliver you back home in time for you to give your boss the message.”

  On the way out, I saw Hugh coming through a door across the room. He didn’t notice as I walked away with his prize. The game was afoot, little did she know it. I would have her in my bed, and I would bury my seed so deep in her, she would be pregnant with my child before the weekend was over.

  My driver was waiting at the curb when we arrived. I loved how amazed Chloe looked when she saw the limo waiting for us. Ian was inside, yet another surprise.

  “Chloe Landon, this is Ian.”

  Her head whipped to me. “How did you know my full name?”

  “I make it my business to know everything about a woman I want to take home with me. Does that scare you?”

  “Um…”

  “It’s okay. Ian won’t bite. He’s my lawyer and is drawing up the contract.”

  “Contract? Why do you need a contract? Are there cameras? Is this a TV show where you tell me this is all a joke?”

  I placed my hand on her thigh and moved it up, under her dress. I shifted the slip of fabric to the side to stroke fingers over her wet slit. Though she tensed, she didn’t move my hand, notably because she was already turned on.

  “Do you think a show would film this?”

  Ian watched, and I winked at him.

  “There is a lot of money involved if I’m to buy the company so you can have your revenge. I need some guarantees too.”

  There was also my need to protect my privacy. As my wealth and visibility in public had grown, it was important that all my encounters outside of business be protected by non-disclosure agreements. It was also why sex wasn’t as enjoyable as it used to be since I had to get a signature before I could fuck.

  The driver came to a stop. I pulled my hands free and slid my finger in my mouth. “Mmm, you’re sweet. We’ll certainly have fun. I plan to fuck you until you can’t move.”

  Our door opened and she stared in awe at the house. I couldn’t blame her. It was larger than most houses and built with stone, more like a modern-day castle in its grandeur.

  I didn’t live here full-time, but
it didn’t matter. All the toys were ready. Let the games begin.

  Inside, I steered her past the marble foyer and formal living areas with furniture that was made more to look at than to enjoy to the kitchen. The living room sofa was too short for what I had in mind.

  “This is like a dream,” she said, as we passed through room after room to get to our destination. The kitchen was sleek with quartz countertops and stainless-steel chef appliances. The counters were perfect because if I had my way, I would eat her alive.

  “Your every fantasy and mine can come true, if you still agree to this.”

  We stopped in the kitchen, which might have seemed like an odd choice. But I was ready to feast. I leaned in and kissed her, unable to wait. She opened for me, sliding her tongue over mine. I reached out and clutched her waist, pulling her against me. She would feel my desire as I was rock hard. I shouldn’t touch what wasn’t mine yet, but something about this woman made me break my own rules.

  Ian came in with the contract and set it next to the counter. I pulled back even though I didn’t want to. I stepped away to keep my hands to myself as she stared at him almost the same way she did me.

  “You like what you see?” I asked, not one hundred percent sure how I felt about it. But it wasn’t like he and I hadn’t shared women before.

  Her eyes darted between us. “He’s a beautiful man. You’re a beautiful man. This is crazy…” She shook her head. “It’s just crazy.”

  “Have you ever been with two men?” I asked.

  Her jaw dropped. “At the same time?”

  “Yes.”

  “No,” she said emphatically, her face turning a lovely shade of red.

  “Is that something you want?” Because she’d answered the question but didn’t seem disgusted by the idea.

  “I—I…” Her eyes bounced between us as she didn’t seem able to find the words.

  My desire for her was so strong, I was willing to have her any way I could even if I had to share. I nodded at Ian and he moved in, lifting her to sit on the counter next to the papers. Then he kissed her expertly. She gasped as his hand moved between her legs. My cock ached with need. Watching him touch her made me jealous, which shouldn’t happen this early in the game.

  When her eyes met mine, I said, “This is just a taste of what’s to come if you sign the contract.”

  Ian bent after spreading her legs. She appeared surprised as his head dipped to the apex of her thighs, but she didn’t push him away either. Instead, she watched me, and I watched her as she began to succumb to the pleasures he was giving her. Her hands curled around the edge of the counter for purchase.

  “You like that, Chloe?” I asked.

  She nodded.

  “He’s going to make you come with his tongue. But I’m going to bury my cock in you once you sign the papers.”

  He plunged his fingers in her and she gave in, closing her eyes. I couldn’t wait, I had to know what she felt like. I moved over and cupped her heavy breasts before pushing the material down to expose a nipple as her eyes popped open. I sucked one into my mouth and feasted.

  Her scream was music to my ears. “I’m coming… Oh, my… oh, my…” she cried out.

  Ian continued until she was limp, then he moved back so I could stroke two fingers in her wetness.

  “Taste yourself,” I demanded as I placed my fingers on the seam of her lips.

  She opened her mouth and wrapped it around my two fingers.

  “Do you want more?” I asked.

  “Yes, but I’m scared,” she said.

  “Of what?” I glanced at Ian. Had he gone too far?

  Her eyes dropped to my crotch and the huge bulge there. “Of you hurting me.”

  I couldn’t hold back a smirk. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, everything will fit. I promise.” She didn’t seem convinced. “If you don’t like something, say it and we’ll do something else. There’s only one rule. No falling in love.” Women, especially innocent ones like her, often read more into situations when their every desire was met. “One weekend. All I ask is for you at least try anything I want. I need your total submission.”

  She glanced at Ian again. “Will he be here the entire time?”

  “Yes, unless you don’t agree. There are times I like to watch and times I want to play. He’s my best friend and I trust him completely. It’s up to you. You can sign the contract, or I can have the driver take you home.”

  She looked down at it, then reached for the pen. “I feel like Alice falling down the rabbit hole because this is insane.”

  “What do you have to lose?” I asked, knowing she still probably didn’t believe that I would buy the company. Hugh would shit himself when he realized I’d won.

  She exhaled before scrawling her name on the line. Then looked back at me. My smile was wicked as she had no idea the devilish ideas I had in my head but had agreed to all my terms. She was mine for a time and I planned to make the most of it.

  I helped her off the counter and said, “On your knees, love.”

  I unbuckled my belt and pulled it off. When I handed it to Ian, her fearful gaze followed him.

  “Trust me,” I said, tipping her chin to look at me as I undid my pants.

  Ian wound my belt around her wrists.

  “Now, I want you to make me come only using your mouth.”

  I freed my cock and enjoyed saucer-sized eyes. I hadn’t been labeled hung for nothing. I guided her mouth onto the head and closed my eyes. I’d been waiting all night for this. A blow job was a blow job, or so I thought until her innocent eyes held on to mine as she swallowed my cock. I felt like the devil with an angel on her knees. Fuck my life, I’d died and gone to heaven.

  It was only the beginning. I would bury my cock balls deep in her pussy and her ass before the weekend was over, if I had my way.

  For a second, I allowed myself to enjoy my victory. I’d won, sure, but she was turning out to be an excellent prize indeed.

  Three

  Chloe

  Jesus help me! I was in fuck heaven. That was if this fantasy turned out to be real. Between Ryan and Ian, I couldn’t decide which sex god was more delicious. Though if I were honest, Ryan held me captivated.

  It was hard not to be as he pumped his long, thick cock deep into my mouth. At first, he carefully moved against the back of my throat. But when I swallowed, he groaned, saying, “Christ, love, you’re going to kill me with that mouth of yours. Take all of me now.”

  He angled my head back and pushed deeper inside the cavern of my mouth. My throat hummed with each stroke. I’d never taken a man so deep. It felt powerful doing it, knowing I was the one giving him this pleasure.

  My nose brushed the closely trimmed hair at the base of his cock and each time he thrust, he made those sexy sounds that had me clenching with need. If my wrists weren’t bound, my fingers would bring me to orgasm.

  In one deep plunge, he let himself go. I swallowed each and every drop of him, leaving his shaft clean when he pulled out.

  “You are magnificent, love. Is your pussy ready for me?” Ryan asked.

  “Yes.”

  “It’s time we give it a workout. What do you say?”

  “I think she’s ready,” Ian answered.

  Ian lifted me off the counter and we walked down a long hall. Ryan opened a door, and a large four-poster bed sat in the center of the room like a crown jewel.

  Ryan

  “Give us a minute,” I told her and waved Ian down the hall some.

  “You don’t want to share,” he said quietly.

  “I don’t.”

  “I knew you wouldn’t. I’m surprised you let me go that far. Are you going through with the plan?”

  “I want her. Beyond that, I’m not sure yet.”

  “Trust me when I say she’s wife material. And you are a damn lucky man. That cunt of hers was sweet. I would have loved to have it fisted around my cock.”

  “And you never will.”

  He chuckled. “I dar
e say you’ve met a woman who might break that stone-cold heart of yours.”

  I wouldn’t say that quite yet. I’d just met the woman. But he was right. I’d never had such a strong reaction to anyone before in my life.

  “I’ll call you.”

  Chloe

  The door closed softly, and I gazed around at the room. It was luxurious, almost to the point of decadence. Navy satin sheets covered the bed and were delightfully sinful against my naked skin. But the idea of being with two men at once was absolutely shameful. Maybe I’d bitten off more than I could chew, or should I say suck? A nervous giggle bubbled out of me.

  Then I thought of the contract. Who signed a contract to have sex with someone? I did, or I had tonight. That was downright weird. Maybe I should’ve read that thing and not just taken him at his word. What if that contract legally bound me to him in some bizarre fashion? Oh, God! What if I’d signed away my sex life to him as a sex slave or something awful like that?

  I freaked myself out and, by the time he came back, I was ready to fly out the window like a frightened bird.

  “It’s just you and me,” Ryan said. “I hope you’re okay with that.”

  “It’s fine. I’ll admit, it was a bit awkward with him here.”

  “Good. Now that we have that settled… Chloe, what’s wrong?”

  “Um, yeah. About that contract. What exactly was in it?”

  He nonchalantly waved a hand. “It’s an NDA. You can’t talk about this weekend to anyone, as in any of the details. Why?”

  I felt a bit foolish. “I didn’t exactly read it, so I was wondering.”

  He grinned. “Were you worried I was going to make you a permanent sex slave?”

  My eyes bugged out. “How did you know?”

  “You looked like the rabbit being pursued by a hawk. I won’t eat you. I take that back. I’ll only eat certain parts of you.” He smirked.

  I lightly smacked his arm once he got into bed. “Stop teasing me. I’ve never done this before.”

  “I know. Your innocence is one of the things that appealed to me.”