Four Erotic Series Collection: Bounds Of Passion, Sexed Up/Tied Down, Spectacular Stranger, The Proposition

by Lucia Jordan

  Next to go were her panties, and once she was naked before him, strangely she was no more self-conscious. Suddenly she felt comfortable in her skin and in the knowledge of her desirability.

  His eyes were smoldering as he ripped off the last of his clothes. Megan wasn’t surprised to find his body to be all sinewy lines and planes, his chest and abs spectacularly chiseled like a man who took great effort to be healthy and fit. Her eyes lingered on his groin, her breath catching at the sight of his thick, seven inch plus cock and huge, sexy balls. She swallowed, knowing now that there was no going back.

  He seemed to smile at the famished look on her face as she regarded his naked body. And then he asked softly, “One thing I need to know, Megan…why did you decide to go along with this?”

  She paused, a small sensuous smile curving her lips as she finally looked up into his handsome face. “Well, because I go for what I want, too. And like you, I don’t like to wait.” With those words, she pulled up to him for another long, bone-melting kiss…

  Chapter Five

  She initiated the kiss and it was like triggering off an explosion. Right there in the middle of the room, he seized her tightly in his arms. Their mouths merged and ground against each other before parting, using only their tongues which met in a sweltering, moist tango.

  His hands bunched into her hair, and soon she felt his lips break away as he began to shove her down towards his groin. Knowing what he wanted, she was on her knees in a flash and taking his cock in her mouth.

  He was hard, and so hot and huge in her hands as she grasped his base. She stroked up firmly to his helmet which she was sucking on hungrily with her lips. He groaned, cupping the back of her head as slowly, she twirled her tongue around the tip of his shaft. He tugged back on her hair and her eyes lifted to hold his narrowed gaze, never shifting as she began to edge her lips down his massive girth.

  Inch by inch she swallowed him, her mouth stretching wide as he grew thicker the farther she went. Once he hit the back of her throat, she pulled back, sucking hard and teasing the underside with her tongue. More deep sounds of pleasure echoed from his throat, and then he pumped his hips, suddenly beginning to fuck her face.

  She moaned around his cock as he shoved it into her mouth causing her to gag at the force and depth of his thrusts. Her hands reached down to cup and play with his balls, till he withdrew and made her take them in his mouth. Saliva dribbled from her mouth even as she coated him with loads of it. She was now gripping his waist for balance as he face-fucked her faster, almost heedlessly. It was almost impossible to breathe but she loved the sensation of being choked on his man meat.

  With a growl, he finally stopped and popped his dick out of her mouth. He drew her to her feet and then led her to a sturdy coffee table which was just the right height for her to be spread wide for him to go down on her waiting pussy. She leaned back on the polished wood, clutching the edges as she saw his face disappear between her thighs. His hands reached up to cup her swaying breasts as he feasted on her sex.

  Of their own accord, her hips danced up and down with delight as he nuzzled into her clit, his tongue flattening over her hood. Just knowing he was busy pleasuring her dripping cunt was enough to make her drip even faster. It was like her deepest fantasy come true.

  He sucked hard on her clit, making her fill the room with her moans. With his fingers, he twisted hard on her nipples, pinching into them and causing electric volts of sweet agony to shoot straight through her.

  “Oh my God,” she cried, her eyes rolling back with the forceful sensations rippling around her, engulfing her. When he took one hand off her breast and brought it to her pussy, she was powerless to keep from shuddering. His two fingers pierced her slit and started to pound in and out of her in time with the licks from his tongue. The bliss was almost unbearable.

  Too much, Megan realized, as his fingers in her pussy, his expert tongue, and his hand on her tits brought her tumbling off the mountain peak. She cried out that she was coming, and the next thing, her juices spilled forth upon his tongue. Her whole body shook as he lapped up every drop, then he stood, and plunged into her still shivering pussy.

  *

  Megan gasped, her eyes popping open at the sudden, unexpectedly full invasion. Her sensitive walls clenched and released upon the pole of a cock that was now buried deep inside her. He’d wasted no time in letting her recover from her shuddering climax. His hands linked her legs around his waist and he lifted her off the table into his arms.

  Clutching his shoulders, Megan felt him grab the globes of her ass, then begin to bounce her up and down on his rock hard staff.

  She felt weightless, nothing more than a rag doll in his powerful arms as he masterfully fucked her upon his cock. He did this standing for a full minute and then he backed her into the nearest wall. And then he really went in.

  Megan couldn’t seem to stop her screams of pleasure which punctuated every thrust as he pounded her against the wall. Their lips were locked as tightly as their bodies and it was almost like they were fused into one. Again and again he shoved into her, rocking his hips in angles that had him aiming for her g-spot and hitting it every time.

  She tried as hard as she could to hold it back but it was there, waiting at the brink: her orgasm. For the second time in barely an hour she was going to be slammed into by another ballistic climax.

  It was hard, fast and hot: he was like a piston, moving with speed, precision and almost mindless force. Her vaginal walls screeched at being so ravaged but she could not deny she loved every second. And when he ramped up his thrusts even more so that they blurred into each other, Megan finally surrendered. Crying out against his lips, she came, her fingers digging into the skin of his back as her body convulsed helplessly.

  Even in her wild state, she could sense that his own release had galloped in not far behind. He buried his face in her neck, sucking on her flesh strongly as he growled deep in his throat. He pinned her harder against the wall, his body arching into hers as the last tremors shook them both. They were both bathed in sweat and Megan knew she’d need a shower and probably even a stretcher to help her get back to work…

  ***

  Megan woke up with a start, blinking her eyes at the clock at the side of her bed. Thursday, 6.30 am.

  She sprung from the pillows; her body soaked in perspiration as she realized it had all been a wild, raunchy dream.

  She suddenly remembered that today was the day for her meeting with Heath Mayer, and she smiled dreamily. How crazy would it be, she mused, if she met her CEO for that business lunch and he ended up propositioning her, like in her dream? She decided she’d better wear her favorite lacy underwear today, just in case…

  Book 2: Illicit Proposition

  Chapter One

  Heath. Mayer.

  No two words had ever held such tingling potential, such edge for excitement. Megan knew she was acting silly for still nursing her wild, wicked fantasies where her handsome boss was concerned.

  For one thing, their lunch date, once it happened, went far different from what she’d dreamed. No, he didn’t proposition her – and no, she certainly didn’t get offered a dream promotion. So basically, her fantasy involving Heath Mayer still remained…a fantasy.

  Lisa and Ursula, her two co-workers and good friends, wasted no time in asking her how it went the very next day when she arrived at work.

  “How did it go?” Megan echoed with a sigh. “Well, it was just like you guys predicted. I met him at this really fancy, high-end restaurant. We had some of the best steak and chips I’ve ever tasted in my life, and I made my presentation. That’s all that happened. Afterwards, he commended me for my initiative and vaguely hinted about a reward. So…nothing out of the ordinary happened at all.”

  She knew she couldn’t keep the disappointment from her tone. Heck, her whole face was mirrored with it.

  “Oh,” Lisa said, deflated. Even her chin-cut bob seemed to lose its bounce as she sat back heavily in her chai
r. “Well, at least you got to spend some time in his company. That’s more than either Ursula or I could ever dream of getting. He is still the hottest guy this side of the coast.”

  Ursula put a comradely arm around Megan. “I really was rooting for you, sweetheart. Because I always thought that if any of us could hook a sinfully handsome multi-millionaire, it would be you.”

  “Thanks, Ursula,” Megan said wryly, not really sure it was a compliment.

  “Ursula’s right,” Lisa added. “And I don’t usually say that. But look at you, honey. You’re a flipping sex bomb and you don’t even realize it. That’s the beauty of it.”

  Megan was blushing uncomfortably now, but Lisa wasn’t done.

  “I mean,” continued Lisa, “You’ve got the perfect hourglass figure with you C-cup tits and curvy hips and ass. And I’d kill to have those gorgeous copper curls that reach down your back. Angelic green eyes and lips so swollen and pink – heck, if I wasn’t a chick – or if I was into women, I’d be all over you, boo.”

  “That’s really nice, Lisa, and thanks – but none of my physical qualities seemed to impress Mr. Mayer,” Megan said with that same rueful look. “All he wanted to talk about was the presentation. He hardly really looked my way the whole time and when he did, I felt like he was seeing right through me. So Lisa, the sexy suit was just a waste – as was my so-called lucky lace-trimmed underwear.”

  Sighing deeply, she rose from the table they were sitting at within the office cafeteria. “Well, if you’ll excuse me, I’d better get back to work.”

  “Right, but hey Megan, I still have a gut feeling that it’s not over,” Ursula spoke up. “And before Lisa interrupts and says something like I’m giving you false hope again…” She sent the said Lisa a look and truly, Lisa’s mouth had been opening to say just that, “Something tells me you’ll be hearing from our gorgeous boss very soon.”

  Yeah right, Megan thought even as she gave her two pals a smile and a wave before heading for her office.

  She was beginning to think that she really should never have made a fuss over her lunch meeting with Heath Mayer in the first place.

  It had been all the excitement beforehand that had got her having that wild dream the night prior to the meeting. And now that it had happened, she wanted to get it behind her. She was glad in a way, that at least her work had caught the attention of her boss.

  Sure, he’d looked at her a certain way the first time that had got her heartbeat racing with a glimmer of hope, but after the uneventful lunch meet, all her expectations were dashed. The hour or so spent in his presence had been excruciating considering how hard it had been not to just sit there and stare at him…But she’d kept up her professional façade and damn it, so had he.

  So it really had been cool of Lisa to say such nice things about Megan’s looks and everything, but Megan was done with getting ahead of herself when it came to men – and especially when it came to a man like Heath Mayer. She’d once told herself he was out of her reach. Well, she’d been right. Not like it was even possible he’d be remotely interested in her. Lisa had tried to keep up an optimistic air but Megan wouldn’t even let herself consider it. Like, seriously? Lisa had sounded so sure that Megan would hear from her boss again. It wasn’t like her phone would just ring and he’d be…

  Megan felt her heart skip a beat when she got into her office and heard her phone ringing. Oh shit! She suddenly had a crazy feeling as she stared down at the object ringing on her desk. Considering the thoughts going through her head just a second ago, it was enough to make her chest constrict. What if?

  But then she picked up the phone and heard a crisp, female voice and her heart sank in disappointment.

  “Hello? Is that Miss Kerry? Megan Kerry?”

  The efficient-sounding, articulate voice was not familiar, and Megan frowned in curiosity. “Yes, it is. I’m sorry, who is this please?”

  “My name’s Gina Moore and I am Mr. Mayer’s personal assistant.”

  Megan found herself sitting heavily on her chair and just going blank for a second. What now?

  When Megan didn’t speak, the woman on the other end continued briskly, “I seem to have a bit of good news for you, Miss Kerry. You and four other lucky employees have been selected for the special employee innovative rewards package. Would you be free tomorrow to make it for a spa visit? The company is providing a gift certificate for you and the four other to enjoy a day to decompress, relax and just have fun. And oh, you also get the afternoon off so you don’t have to worry about heading right back to work. Miss Kerry?”

  Megan had to start to get out of her daze. She clutched harder on the receiver and tried to give the coherent reply she realized Mr. Mayer’s PA was waiting for.

  “Oh my God, I don’t know what to say!” Megan exclaimed. “I mean, thank you, Miss Moore.”

  “Call me Gina. Mr. Mayer was very impressed after your presentation,” Gina Moor continued in her efficient tone. “Overall, you’ve exceeded expectations and that’s why you’re one of the employees receiving the reward. Mayer Consulting takes pride in focusing on our number one asset – the employees. And you, Miss Kerry, have shown great innovation since joining the firm. In such a short time you’ve displayed commendable creative productivity. You’ve really come a long way but I’ll let Mr. Mayer tell you more about that, as you will be expected to meet him at head office following your little day spa.”

  “I would love that,” Megan breathed. “I mean, I look forward to meeting him once again, and especially to thank him for such thoughtful recognition.”

  “I’ll make sure he gets to know how happy you are about the reward. A car will be sent to pick you up from your branch at the appointed time. Have a good day, Miss Kerry.”

  Chapter Two

  Megan’s pals Lisa and Ursula almost expired from envy when they heard about the corporate rewards package that Megan was going to enjoy the following day.

  Naturally they kept thinking there was more to it than met the eye - but then Megan reminded them that she wasn’t the only one chosen. Some four other employees from other branches were among the lucky few.

  At least now Megan knew what that lunch presentation was all about. Contrary to how it had appeared to be special attention, her boss had merely been taking a chance to know her one on one. Everything had been on a totally professional level.

  That didn’t stop her from longing and wishing, though.

  To her Heath Mayer would always be the epitome of masculinity. He held all the elements of true sex appeal and for a long time she knew she’d remain underneath his spell.

  *

  The following day was filled with new and exciting experiences. Megan had enjoyed spa treatments in the past but there was something special about indulging in the whole package at the company’s expense. It was truly motivating to be so openly recognized and just that was worth more to Megan than the lavish treatment she enjoyed at the spa. For five hours, she and the other employees were pampered and gratified. The setting of the spa was warm and relaxed, providing a refined ambience that made them all feel like celebrities.

  Once she arrived at the spa, she was checked in and then enjoyed a complimentary steam bath before changing into a luxurious robe ready for the service. There were also courtesy glasses of champagne being served while the technicians provided the facials, massages and pedicures to the five happy employees.

  It was five hours of utter bliss that ended with a delightful gourmet lunch. Megan felt truly transformed after the whole experience and she was glad she didn’t have to get back to work that day. What a resplendent treat indeed – and quite a morale booster.

  However, Megan’s relaxed demeanor began to dissipate as she prepared for work the next day. She was to meet with Heath Mayer and she was all kinds of anxious at the prospect of seeing him again. By the time she got to work she was a jumble of nerves.

  Just thinking of him and how cool and calm he looked especially in those bespoke three piece su
its of his…his piercing, detached grey eyes, midnight-black hair and full, manly lips. He had the body of a sleek panther and it showed even beneath the veneer of corporate gentility.

  But it wasn’t till she walked into his office hours later that she realized what it meant to feel true, ungovernable desire.

  She’d been picked up from her office just half an hour earlier and brought across town, finally arriving at head office. She was shown straight to his office and once the door closed behind her, she looked up at the man behind the desk and her breath caught in her throat.

  He wasn’t even looking at her, barely glancing her way as he continued to speak on the phone. He waved his hand casually to the chair in front of his desk and as she made her way over, she didn’t tear her eyes from him.

  In her fantasies, he was always the strong, dominant lover, taking her treasures and leaving her in a helpless heap of wetness and want. But Megan was done with fantasies.

  I want him, she thought with a hunger that made her nerve endings tingle. She stared at his handsome profile, so much like she’d always dreamed him. Hard, chiseled, gorgeously unattainable. Right there and then, Megan knew that she wanted a place in his bed no matter what it took. She was willing to pay whatever price to somehow turn her restless dreams into reality.

  He finally turned to face her. The call was over. His compelling gaze felt like a laser passing through her. Megan pressed her knees together and willed her innermost folds to stop dripping. How could he just sit there and not tell how much she burned for him? Was she going to be able to stand his aloofness one more time?

  But maybe this time would be different. She could almost swear that there was a deep, speculative gleam darkening his grey eyes as they swept over her. She sat up more primly, her fingers pulling on the hem of her dark, stylish skirt suit. The jacket had a deep vee, with only a hint of cleavage showing above the slip she wore beneath. She’d gone for a smart yet sexy look – nothing slutty in the least but the hints of femininity were there in the shortness of her skirt, the tallness of her heels, and the teased upsweep of her reddish brown curls.