Teaser Tuesday (The Billionaires Temptations Book 2)

by Wells, Annalise

  Finally, Laura says, “Come over here.”

  She takes me by the hand, twirls me around and pushes me face down on the bed. My head is buried in the pile of pillows and I feel her hand on my stomach. She pulls my ass up and she mounts me.

  I feel her hot breath in my ear and she whispers, “I’ve got you now, bitch!”

  I feel that my pussy is being penetrated and I yell out, but my voice is muffled by the pillows. Laura has a bit more freedom in doggy style and she does manage to establish an awkward rhythm, but it’s nowhere near the raw-brute fucking a man can do. As she is pouncing me, I am trying to get my hand between my legs and grab the rubber cock to control it, to slow it down and stop it. That seems like an impossible task as it’s so slippery and the waves of pleasure shake me to my core but I keep struggling. I’m so damn wet right now.

  Finally, I manage to push Laura off me and she is lying on her back, panting and sweating. All this effort has taken a toll on her and she probably didn’t expect I’d be resisting this much. She has thrown her head back and closed her eyes. I see a chance to get my revenge so I grab it. In one quick motion, I grab the rubber cock and pull it out of her. There’s a straight short rod on the other side that goes inside it, but it’s otherwise a straightforward toy.

  Alright, let’s do this…

  I put the rod inside me and feel this strange sensation of power. As I watch this exhausted, helpless woman in front of me, my perspective changes. I realize I can do with her as I please, causing her pain and pleasure at my discretion.

  Is this how men feel during sex?

  Just like Laura did, I wiggle it around using my hips. It seems to stay firmly in place and I feel confident it won’t slip out. Meanwhile, Laura is still spread eagle in front of me, unaware of what’s coming her way.

  I put the robber cock on top of her pussy and push in. She opens her eyes and looks at me surprised.

  “What are you doing?” she says.

  I say, “It’s your turn to be the bitch. You’ll pay for everything you’ve done!” I tease.

  I get on top of her and press her wrists into the bed. She tries to push me off but I’ve got her pinned and I use my knees to keep her legs apart. She wants to pull back but there’s only so far she can go, and I inevitably push the rubber cock all the way inside her. This time around, I know that she can grab it with her pussy, so I establish the rhythm and keep going back and forth. Yep, back and forth, filling her pussy with the full length of the rubber cock and never giving her a moment of respite.

  She moans with each thrust and slowly stops resisting, resigning herself to whatever I want to do with her. I keep sliding in and out of her and this sensation of domination arouses me more than anything else. I growl and speed up, thrusting faster and faster, going deeper and deeper. I lean in and bite her neck.

  Laura follows my every move with her body and I feel she is nearing climax. She trembles under me and I let her wrists and knees free. She immediately wraps her arms and legs around me, pressing the end of my spine with her heels and pulling me in until I almost can’t move at all. I lose myself in this sensation and though I can barely thrust, I start to feel incredible waves of pleasure coming over me. Laura climaxes and her shaking body triggers my climax as well. I collapse on top of her and she hugs me.

  As she’s caressing my hair, Laura softly whispers in my ear, “Now you’re ready for the real thing.”

  I feel that this book is my foreplay. God, it’s so naughty its making me wet. I’ll be ready for Ty later.

  “Um, I really love this stuff.”

  Cally

  “My Teaser Tuesday boy is mine!”

  We arrive back at Ty’s place after he picks me up. We can see the small door is open at the bottom of his unit.

  “Did you close the door,” he asks.

  “Yeah, I closed and locked it,” I reply, puzzled.

  “Shit, it has either blown open, or somebody has broken in,” Ty says.

  He hands me the carrier bags and picks up an iron bar. He slowly creeps along the side of the wall towards the open door. He turns to me and puts his finger to his lips.

  “Shush,” I can hear voices he whispers.

  We creep silently toward the door.

  Ty slides his head around the door frame and takes a peek inside. He signals to me there is one person. He raises the bar and quickly jumps in through the door.

  “What the fuck are you doing here?” I hear Ty shout.

  I rush to the door as Ty is just about to swipe the bar at the intruder.

  “Whoa, don’t. Ty stop!” I yell.

  Ty turns to me and lowers the bar. The intruder lowers his arm from his face.

  “Jesus Christ Conor, what are you doing here?” I ask.

  “You know him?” Ty asks.

  “Yes, Ty meet Conor. Conor meet Ty,” I say.

  “I just have two questions, one; what the fuck are you doing here? And number two; how the fuck did you get in?” Ty asks angrily.

  Jesus Conor, you were so lucky then.

  “I was told to come,” Conor replies.

  “I am confused, who told you to come?” Ty asks.

  “Joseph, he said to bring you this,” Conor says looking relieved.

  Conor puts his hand inside his pocket and pulls out a flash drive. He hands it to Ty who begins to walk toward his laptop.

  “How the fuck did you get in anyway?” Ty asks.

  “Back in Ireland, I was in a bit of trouble with the cops, I made one or two unwelcome entries into properties,” Conor explains.

  Ty plugs the flash drive into his laptop. A folder appears. There are surveillance video clips.

  “Peter Grimes, he is entering all of the locations Mr. Yang mentioned,” Ty says.

  “Maybe he is the main man?” I ask.

  “No, Joseph has had me watching him, he is just a fucken glorified runner with cash in his pocket,” Conor says.

  “Well, who is Mr. Big? The main man is elusive?” Ty says.

  “It is not that Simon fella either, and Joseph has his card marked,” Conor says plainly.

  “What do you mean?” Ty asks.

  “He has to finish what was started years ago, that guy will be a goner for good,” Conor explains.

  “You mean he is going to try and kill him again?” I ask.

  “I don’t think so, Joseph isn’t in that sort of position anymore, but he could if he wanted.”

  “What does Joseph do anyway?” I ask.

  Conor laughs, “Come on Cally, you know me better than that, he has trusted me with everything, I am not going to risk it, not even for you, darling.”

  “He is just too damned secretive,” I say.

  “Put it this way, we are all lucky to have Joseph in the world,” Conor says smiling.

  I look at the time.

  “Shouldn’t you be getting back, it is nearly time for your shift?” I ask Conor.

  “Yeah, duty calls, normal job this afternoon,” he laughs.

  We watch as Conor begins to walk to the door. He turns around to Ty.

  “Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me,” he says with a wink.

  Conor waves and walks from the door closing it behind him.

  “What does he mean? Um… your secret,” I ask, confused.

  Ty looks at me slightly embarrassed.

  “It looks like he was in the other units,” Ty says.

  “In your storage things?” I ask.

  “Not exactly,” he replies.

  Damn you, Ty; you have not been honest.

  “I think I better show you, just keep everything quiet,” he says.

  “You know me; I can be as secretive as Joseph when I need to be,” I reply.

  Ty takes my hand and leads me to one of the units outside. He opens the door, and we walk inside. The air is musty, and I feel like I want to sneeze. Ty hits the switch and the fluorescent tube flickers and fizzes before it lights fully.

  “What the fuck,” I ask, shocke
d.

  “I know, now can you see why I have never mentioned it,” he replies.

  “Are all these guns yours?” I ask looking around.

  “Yes and no, they are for my gang that you have not met,” Ty says with a wink.

  “You mean your gang is watching the doors of the clubs?”

  “Not exactly. This is a different sort of gang,” he mumbles.

  “You are a criminal?” I say, trying to understand him.

  “Again, not exactly.”

  “Will you just tell me!” I am becoming impatient.

  “I will show you next door first,” he says.

  We leave the unit, and Ty locks the door. We step to the next door. The key slides into the lock. Ty turns the handle and opens the door.

  I can hear the faint sounds of people speaking in a separate room.

  “What is this place?”

  “A few more steps and I will explain everything,” he says.

  He opens the door, and we walk into the small room. There are two men sat with headphones on. They look up and stare at me in surprise.

  “This is a shock,” I say.

  “Now you can see what I am doing, but not the reason,” Ty says.

  “I think you better introduce me; these guys don’t know what to say,” I comment.

  “Sorry, this guy with the glasses is Bob, although he is Chinese, Bob is easier to say,” Ty explains with a smile.

  “And his friend here is?” I ask.

  “This is Bart,” he explains.

  “And their job is exactly… and more importantly, your job is?” I ask wanting to know more.

  “Finders and security testing is the easiest way to explain it,” he says plainly.

  “I think I need the full explanation.”

  “Come on, I will give you the full story,” he says.

  “See you later guys, there is nothing to worry about, she is with me,” Ty says waving at them.

  “You don’t need to tell us, we know all about Cally,” Bob says smiling.

  “You have been watching her?” Ty asks.

  “No, we have been watching you,” Bob laughs.

  “You’re just too damned smart; you know that!”

  “That’s what you pay us for,” Bart murmurs.

  We leave the two guys as they return to their headphones and keep listening and watching. We head back into the main unit, and Ty begins making coffee.

  “You have quite a few secrets that you have kept from me?”

  “With good reason. I trust you; there is no question about that. It is for safety,” he replies.

  “Well try me,” I say as I sit on the couch.

  “Well, I was working for the police,” he starts to say.

  “And, what happened then?”

  “A corrupt superior framed me,” Ty explains.

  “Carry on,” I say intrigued by his words.

  “I was then left out in the cold and needed a job; I went off the rails slightly,” he says.

  “Yeah so?” I ask.

  “Unfortunately, you saw the back end of that, as I was cleaning my act up,” he says looking guilty.

  “That Harvey guy drugged you,” I say mad.

  “No, I wasn’t, that was just a cover,” Ty explains. His eyes glisten in the light and his perfect face makes me feel warm.

  Damn this is getting complicated.

  “Harvey works with me, and his broken hand was from a cab door that slammed on his fingers,” Ty says.

  “And at the club, you said you were drugged?”

  “I was, but I am not sure where from. I had been to some other bars beforehand, too,” he says.

  “So, you said you were after a job?” I ask.

  “Joseph helped me, he is totally off the radar, but he had people asking for his services. I am basically Joseph in the real world,” he says.

  “Confusing, very fucking confusing,” I say frowning.

  “A lot of companies are searching for people who do not wish to be found, or the way they are found is not always legal. Hence the two guys,” he says.

  “So that is the finding part of it… what about the other part. Um, security testing you said.”

  “We break into places, banks, and museums,” he says.

  “Thieves?” I say, shocked.

  “No. We are asked to by someone; we test their security systems for them,” he explains with a smile.

  “I’ve heard of that sort of thing,” I reply.

  “It is all to do with Joseph, apart from my old police superior, he disgraced me. I was stitched up good and proper,” Ty says.

  “And what about the other thing, the gang?” I ask

  “Deep undercover, a bit of a side project,” Ty says.

  “Who sent you under cover?”

  Ty looks at me and holds my hands, “That was Joseph.”

  “Well, he’ll have to share you with me from now on!”

  “My Teaser Tuesday boy is mine!”

  Ty

  “Undercover is fine.”

  I had explained as much as I could to Cally about what I did. Apart from the level of undercover work I was doing with the bike gang. They were into some serious gun running operations, and I was the man. That was the reason for all the weapons in the other unit.

  Joseph had asked me as a favor to go undercover and find someone in one of the gangs. He had a personal grudge with them, and I was not ready to tell Cally the reason for it.

  I had also omitted the part that Beau was playing in this big game of chess that was going on in the city. One day, they would all realize what had been going on, and that it was right under their noses all along.

  “Do you have to be at work?” I ask Cally.

  “I am cool today, or at least until later,” she replies.

  “Want to help me with these clothes?”

  “Sure, I told you, I like the vibe here,” she says. God she’s hot. I love it when she wears lace.

  We take hold of all the carrier bags and head toward the bedroom.

  “I hope we can squeeze all of this into your closet,” she says

  I smile.

  Cally follows me into the bedroom and throws the bags onto the bed. I look at her and smile again.

  “Why do you keep smiling?” she asks.

  “No reason,” I reply.

  Cally tips all the contents onto the bed. She begins to stack up all the different types of clothes into separate piles.

  “I better check out some of your old stuff and make spa…” she starts to say.

  “Umm…”

  “Where is your old closet?” she asks, looking around.

  “Firewood,” I reply with a grin.

  “When did you have this done?”

  “I know guys, they are pretty fast workers,” I reply.

  Cally stands and looks at my new closet. It fills the wall from the bathroom door to the wall. It’s not the walk-in type that Beau had, but it was more than enough for Cally and me.

  “That is pretty smart, I like it,” she says.

  I sit on the bed as Cally checks through all the drawers and cupboards.

  She happily hangs all of my shirts on the hangers. She takes the t-shirts and opens one of the drawers.

  “Not that one,” I say.

  She opens the next drawer down.

  “Not that one either,” I say.

  “Which one then?” she asks

  “The other side of the mirror,” I reply. It’s funny watching her now.

  She opens the drawer and places the shirts inside.

  “Why this one and not that one? I mean, they are both the same?” she says.

  “There is one minor difference between those drawers and the others,” I reply.

  “Enlighten me, what is the difference, they look the same,” she comments.

  “They are mine,” I say pointing to where the t-shirts are.

  “Yeah, very obvious,” she replies sarcastically.

  “The others are y
ours,” I say smiling.

  Cally looks at me strongly.

  “What do you mean they are mine?”

  “You can use them as you will. If you sit here and look at it all. There are two distinct sides,” I reply.

  “I see, so you think I will stop over long enough to use all the drawers, huh?” I say laughing.

  “Who said anything about staying over?”

  “You don’t mean move in with you?” she asks. Her face looks puzzled.

  “Why not? I mean, you always say you like it, and you have a free gym here,” I explain.

  “I will have to think about it. That is a major step,” she says plainly. She bites her lip.

  “No worries, take your time, those drawers are not going anywhere,” I say.

  Cally jumps on the bed and pushes me over. I fall onto my back as she leans over me. Her long hair covers my face.

  Cally tugs at my shirt buttons and begins to pop them open. Her hands run across my broad chest. I can feel the arousal growing in me under her slender touch. Her head lowers. She firmly places her lips on mine. Her wet lips glide over my mouth as her tongue delves deep inside me.

  I wrap my arm around her and pull her closer to me. I can feel her heaving breasts rising and falling as she gasps for breath. I feel her hand take hold of my hair as she pushes my head back to the bed. She sits close to me and slowly removes her blouse. Her pink, lace bra accentuates her pale, alabaster skin.

  Cally fumbles with the clasp on her bra and lets it slip from her body. Her swollen breasts hang over me as I raise my hands. I cup each breast. The plump mounds are soft under my touch as I fondle her. I rub my fingers over her rosy tips.

  Cally sighs as her throbbing peaks harden in my fingers. Her hips wriggle as she stirs the arousal inside of her. I can sense she is as hungry as I am.

  She steps from the side of me and slowly unzips her skirt. Her gaze permanently locks onto mine. She lifts her head slightly as she slips her fingers in the waistline of her panties. She tugs lovingly at them and slips silently out of them

  Fuck, I want her so bad.

  I lay on the bed and pulled at the buckle on my belt. My fingers pull the zipper as I raise my buttocks from the bed. I begin to pull my pants as Cally takes a hold and quickly frees my muscular legs from the confines of my cotton slacks.