* * *
We sat together in the back seat as her driver drove us back to her office. There was a solid divider between us and the driver, along with black-tinted windows all around the black Mercedes. It was similar to mine, something good enough for the President of the United States if he ever needed a ride.
Titan was still rigid, like there were unfriendly eyes watching her now.
I slid my hand across the seat and up her thigh until my hand found hers. I intertwined our fingers together, my hands twice the size of hers. I gripped her gently, looking down at her. Now that we were alone together, I could finally stare at her as much as I wanted. If she didn’t object to it, I’d fuck her in the back seat right now.
Her hand squeezed me back.
“You were a badass in there.”
She turned her head my way, a small smile on her lips. “Yeah?”
I whistled quietly. “I wanted to fuck you on that desk then and there.”
“You’d want to fuck me on that desk anyway.”
An unstoppable smile stretched across my lips. “Good point.”
“You don’t think I’m too bossy?” She’d never asked for my opinion before. This was a first.
“Not any bossier than I am.”
“Think I’m too forward?”
“I like it when you’re forward.” I brought her hand to my lips and kissed her knuckles. “I like how powerful you are, how hard you are. You know exactly what you want, and you aren’t afraid to ask for it. Demand it, actually. Sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“Really?” she whispered. “Most men don’t see it that way.”
Titan had just peeled back another layer to me, admitting that she was actually self-conscious about who she was. I suspected she didn’t even say these things to Thorn. Obviously, she felt comfortable with me, in the same way I felt comfortable with her.
“Bruce will tell everyone I’m a bitch in stilettos.” Her voice remained controlled and she didn’t seem upset, but I detected the hint of sorrow behind her bold words.
That’s when I realized she was actually hurt by what Bruce had said. “Look at me.”
She didn’t.
“Titan.” I inserted more authority into my voice, daring her to defy me. She might have all the control in this relationship, but I took back the power once it was necessary.
She slowly turned her head my way, looking at me with guarded eyes.
“Men only say that shit because they’re intimidated by you.”
“Are you intimidated by me?”
My smile was my response. “Never. But real men aren’t threatened by successful women. Real men are secure in their own success and their own masculinity not to think twice about working with a woman like you. They give the same respect they feel they’re due. Don’t ever let scumbags like him make you second-guess yourself. You’re too way too good for that.” I leaned in and kissed her, my palm caressing her cheek.
She kissed me back, her fingers still exploring my wrist. “Hunt…you aren’t what I expected at all.”
“How so?” I whispered against her mouth.
“I never expected to like you so much…to enjoy you so much.”
I looked into her eyes before I rubbed my nose against hers. “We have a lot in common, Titan. We’re two sides of the same coin.”
“We are.” I brushed my thumb against her cheek before I kissed her again. “I hope when this is over, you still consider me to be your friend. Because you’ve become very important to me.”
Her eyes softened as she looked into my eyes. “You’re a great friend to me, Hunt. Now that we’re running a business like this together, we’re gonna be more than friends.”
My eyes narrowed on hers. “We are?”
“Yes.” She kissed my mouth gently. “We’ll be business partners.”
* * *
I didn’t want to go out tonight, but I didn’t have a choice.
I’d blown off Pine and Mike too many times now.
We hit the club scene, found some women, and then barhopped until we found the perfect booth for the night. I had a girl under each arm, and every time they tried to kiss me, I discreetly turned away and took a drink of my Old Fashioned.
Yes, Old Fashioneds were my drink now.
“You and Titan are business partners now?” Pine asked incredulously. “How did that happen?”
“I thought you didn’t partner with anyone,” Mike noted.
One of the girls leaned into me and dragged her hand down my chest.
I didn’t like it.
Titan couldn’t get upset if I kissed a woman. I had to keep up pretenses somehow. She wouldn’t let me tell my closest friends about her, so she would have to deal with it. But once I smelled foreign perfume and came close to their lipstick, I turned away.
I didn’t want it.
“Titan isn’t just some partner,” I said. “She’s the best.”
“Still,” Pine said. “You’ve had the opportunity with richer men, but you never went for it. You said you would always fly solo.”
Mike held his hand in the air and made it look like a plane flying about.
“Business is an evolving game,” I said simply. “I had to adapt.”
“You had that shit in the bag,” Pine said. “Then you pulled out…and then you went in again. I don’t get it.”
I didn’t tell them what Bruce said. The more people knew about it, the more people would mock Titan for it. So I kept that info to myself. “Titan and I managed to get him to half of what my original offer was. Only she could have made that happen.”
“Half?” Pine asked incredulously. “That’s a significant difference.”
“A big difference.” I picked up my glass to take a drink, but one of the girls took it away from me. She batted her eyelashes flirtatiously before she brought the glass to her lips to take a drink.
I smiled even though I was fiercely annoyed.
“Are you sure you can work with Titan every day?” Pine asked incredulously. “I hear that—”
“Be very careful, Pine.” I didn’t give a damn if he was my friend. I didn’t want to hear anything negative about Titan. She worked too hard, was too smart, to be disrespected so easily. I warned him with my eyes, telling him I wasn’t joking around.
Pine’s eyes narrowed. “You still have a thing for her? Is that what all of this is about?”
“You think if you run a business with her, you’ll finally get between her legs?” Mike asked. “Damn, I like pussy as much as the next person, but not that much.”
“Talk about her pussy again and see what happens.” I clenched my jaw and focused my hatred on Mike.
Mike leaned back and put his hands up in surrender. “Alright, sorry.”
My life would be so much easier if I could just tell them the truth. We wouldn’t have to have these stupid conversations about her. They would know she was my friend as well as the woman I was bedding.
But Titan was a pain in the fucking ass.
As if she knew she was the subject for the night, she texted me. Come over and fuck me. Now.
Jesus Christ. This woman could get me hard in record time. My cock pressed against the zipper of my slacks, and my chest ached with the deep breath I took. I’m out with the guys right now.
I don’t give a damn what you’re doing.
She was killing me.
Get over here now. Don’t make me ask you again.
I wanted her to ask me again. I’ll be there in an hour or so.
You just earned yourself a slap.
My cheek burned where she would hit me when I arrived. I loved that little palm against my face. She could pack an impressive hit when she tried. My body hummed to life when I pictured her smacking me. It turned me on in a way I couldn’t explain. I was the most ambitious man in the world, and I was attracted to power.
And Titan was the most powerful woman in the world.
No wonder why I wanted her so much.
She texted back immediately. That’s what I thought.
* * *
The instant I stepped through the elevator doors, she slapped me.
And she slapped me hard.
I turned with the heat, feeling my blood flood with adrenaline. I was turned on before the doors opened, but now I wanted her even more. Something about that palm drove me wild. I wanted her to hit me until my face was swollen for a week.
She stood in just a black bra and matching panties, looking sexy as hell with her curled hair and heavy eye makeup. She looked lustrous, like a model inside a lingerie catalog. She had a slender waistline and noticeable abs along her stomach. She wasn’t just thin, but toned. However, I didn’t have a clue when she had time to exercise.
My arousal took over, and I rushed her, charging her against the wall of the living room until her back smacked against it. I scooped her up in my powerful arms and kissed her, my teeth knocking against hers because I was more aggressive than usual.
That’s what her slaps did to me.
She clawed at my back and breathed into my mouth, her moans silenced by my lips. Her heels dug into my ass, and she held herself up.
After minutes of heated embraces, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled away. “You like it when I slap you, don’t you?”
I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth. “What gave me away?”
“Then you’ll like everything else I have planned for you.” She gripped my body as she lowered herself to the ground. She purposely halted our sexy embrace, walking away from me in her sky-high heels.
I stared at her luscious ass. I couldn’t wait until I got to spank it.
She stopped when she was several feet away from me, purposely keeping distance between us.
Why did she call me over here just to torture both of us?
She placed her hands on her hips as she looked at me, her hair trailing over both of her shoulders. She wore a white gold necklace with a diamond pendant in the center. Her skin was tanned and soft, about to be kissed by my aching mouth. “I’ve tried to come up with a way to properly thank you for what you did for me.”
I didn’t do anything for her. If she was referring to standing up to Bruce Carol, I didn’t do that for her. I did that for myself.
“But you’re a man who already has everything he could ever want. What could I possibly offer you?”
You.
“So I decided to do something special for you.” She slowly walked back toward me, her heels tapping against the hardwood floor.
I felt hot in these clothes. They should be in a pile on the floor. My cock should be wild and free, ready to fuck her. “What is that?”
“I’ll fulfill whatever fantasy you want. Tell me what you like, and I’ll do it for you.”
“I get to choose?”
“Yes. You don’t have the control, but you get the option.” She closed the gap between us and ran her hands up my chest. She slowly undid each button of my shirt until it was open against my chest. Her hands worked my belt and zipper, getting them loose. “So what do you want, Hunt?”
Every time we were together, it was as good as the last. She fucked as well as she ran her empire. It was second nature to her, and I’d never met another woman who knew how to please herself so well—as well as her partner. There was never anything she did that I didn’t love. Even when she tortured me by not allowing me to have a climax when I felt like it, it was still amazing.
She pushed my shirt over my shoulders, her eyes on my lips. “How do you want me to fuck you, Hunt?” She kneeled down and pulled my slacks and boxers down as well. When my shoes were off and my clothes were abandoned on the hardwood floor, I was naked from top to bottom.
My cock was pulsing.
She moved into my chest and tilted her face up so she could kiss me. “Tell me, Hunt.”
I had a list that was too long to repeat. I knew exactly what I wanted to do with her once she was mine—down to the last detail. I would dominate her in a way she’d never known. I would rule her, make her my pawn. But that wasn’t for another three weeks. “I want you to dance for me.”
Her mouth paused against mine. “Dance for you?”
“Yes.” I stepped away from her and grabbed a chair from the dining table. I pulled it into the middle of the floor. “I want you to dance slowly for me, on me, around me. I want you to tie my wrists to the back of this chair. And then I want you to ride my dick, letting me come inside you as many times as I want until I’m satisfied.” I took a seat, my large body covering the entire chair. My hard dick lay against my stomach, slightly tilted to the right. I stared at her and waited for her to make it happen.
“Very well.” She walked into the other room and returned with black rope. She came up behind me and knotted my wrists against the wooden bars. The knot she made was so strong I couldn’t slip out of it even if I used all my strength to break free.
She grabbed a remote, pointed it at her entertainment system, and hit a button.
Slow music came through the speakers, a wordless melody that would be perfect for a gentle sway. Most women would have been self-conscious with a request like that, but she got into the music immediately. She bent over and touched the top of her heels before she slowly pulled her fingertips back and up over her thigh. Her fingers continued to move up her body, past her tits, and all the way into her hair.
As if I weren’t there, she danced.
She must have been familiar with this song because she knew every beat, every change in rhythm. She threw her hair back, rocked her hips, and popped her body at the right markers. Her eyes moved to mine without an ounce of uncertainty. She looked sexy—and she knew it.
I enjoyed the performance as my hands kept pulling on the rope. I’d asked her to tie me up, but now I wasn’t so sure. I wished I could stroke my cock as I watched her, please myself before the grand finale.
God, I wanted her.
When the song came to an end, she walked over to me, taking her time as her heels hit the floor at every beat. She grabbed the back of my chair, leaned down, and kissed me on the mouth. It was soft but so sensual that I moaned. Her lips were soft and delicious, tasting like berry from her lipstick.
She stood back and pulled off her panties, letting them drop to the floor. Then she grabbed them, wrapped them around my length, and slowly jerked me as she straddled me.
I could feel her arousal all over me, mounds of it as she smeared it across my dick. She jerked me with the soft fabric, feeling almost as good as her pussy. She kissed me at the same time, giving me foreplay when I didn’t need any more of it.
She pulled her panties off my dick and shoved them into my hands at the back of the chair.
My fingers immediately crumpled them, tucking them into a fist. “Take off your bra.”
Her eyes narrowed in annoyance, knowing I wasn’t the one who could make the commands. But she did it anyway, unclasping her bra and letting it fall.
I stared at her beautiful tits, loving their perkiness. She had the sexiest nipples, hard and pink. “Fuck me slow.”
She gripped the back of the chair as she guided herself down, taking in my length just as I asked. The slender muscles of her body worked to keep her balanced, to allow her to glide my cock and spread all of her arousal over me. She sat on my lap, her heels on the floor on either side of me.
I closed my eyes and clenched my jaw. I was never prepared for how amazing her pussy would feel. It always caught me by surprise. She was so tight, so wet. It was indescribable. “Fuck, Titan.”
She breathed against my mouth as she allowed me to stretch her. “I love your cock, Hunt. It hurts like hell…but so good.”
Our lips touched, but we didn’t kiss. We just breathed together, our eyes on each other. When I looked at Titan, I didn’t just see a gorgeous woman I wanted to fuck. I saw so much more now than I did before. I saw a woman who was strong and fearless. I saw a woman who was human just like I was, b
ut she never let anyone realize it.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and used my muscular frame as an anchor to help her up and down my length. She took her time, clenching her thighs to hold her body. Then she slid back down, her slick pussy making a sexy sound every time she sheathed me to the balls.
My hands ached to grab her ass, squeeze her tits, anything. But I was restrained, unable to do anything but watch this woman fuck me in the sexiest way. She locked her eyes on me and watched my expression, her lips parted as she breathed deeply.
I loved watching her work to fuck me, watching her chest rise and fall with accelerated breaths to keep up with the pace. All the little muscles of her body flexed as they worked together to lift and lower her onto my length.
A hiss escaped her teeth. “I’m gonna come, Hunt.”
“Come all over my dick, baby.”
She moaned immediately, her pussy tightening around me.
I’d never called her baby, only Titan or Boss Lady. But the endearment came out anyway.
I moaned as I felt her grip me tightly, her body reacting before the orgasm even hit her. I’d fucked this pussy so many times that I knew it as well as I knew Titan herself. I knew when she was about to come before she even knew.
She rode me harder as she hit her orgasm, riding me until the climax had hit its peak and she came down again. Her sexy body was coated with a thin layer of sweat across her chest and her neck.
I wanted to lick it all away.
But now, my body was succumbing to her beautiful performance. My cock thickened and pulsed just before release. Then I pumped her full of all of my come, moaning as the spark of pleasure rocketed through me. “Fuck…I love your pussy.”
She ground against me when I finished, her lips caressing mine. “She loves you too.”
* * *
Showering after sex had become a new ritual for us. We were both so sweaty that it was necessary. I didn’t want to sit on any of her expensive pieces of furniture and smear my bodily fluids all over them.
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