Just like Grey (Series ONE Complete Set): Billionaire Romance

by Jessie Cooke

  “I’m just saying…we just need to stick with business.”

  “Fine.” Her agreeing so quickly should have been my first clue. “Here is the demo,” she said, laying a CD down in front of me. I picked it up and turned to put it in the player. It was a tape some kid had been hawking on the streets of Providence. I told Bridgette just to messenger it to me…but of course she had to bring it herself. She claims he sounds just like MJ. I had all of that running through my head when I felt the cold metal clamp down on my wrist.

  “What the fuck?” I shouldn’t have taken the three seconds it took to say that because that gave her the opportunity to attach the other side to the chair. “What the hell are you doing?”

  She picked up the two cell phones on my desk and slipped them in her pocket and then she smiled at me and said, “Give me your other hand.”

  “What? No!”

  “Okay,” she said, picking up her purse and heading for the door.

  “Where the hell are you going? Give me my phones and uncuff me!”

  “I’ll give you the phones…which, by the way would make me millions if I sold all of these private numbers…Especially if I told them who gave them to me. I’ll give them back when you give me your other hand.”

  “You wouldn’t?”

  She smiled again. “Are you willing to test me?”

  I was trying to rapidly decide what to do. If I hadn’t sent Holly out for coffee, I could yell at her and have her call security…Damn! I lifted my hand and she quickly snapped another pair of cuffs over my wrist. She attached the other side to my chair and then reached for the zipper of my pants.

  “What the fuck are you doing now?”

  “I’m going to make you come.”

  “You’ve lost your mind.” She pulled down my zipper and reached her hand into my shorts. Pulling out my cock that for some reason was already half hard, she smiled. She gave it a couple of strokes and then said,

  “Excuse me.” She went over and locked the door. On her way back over she reached into her bag and brought out a tiny little wire brush…Fuck!

  7

  Holly

  When I got back to the office, Axel’s door was closed and the lock was engaged. There’s a red square that shows when it’s locked and I learned my first day here that was Axel’s “Do not disturb.” I took the coffees into the little kitchen and sat his in the microwave. While I was in there I decided to heat up the lunch I’d brought but never had time to eat. When I opened the refrigerator, the first thing I saw was a bunch of bananas. My appetite was suddenly gone. In its place was a sick feeling…the one I’d gotten every day since Friday when Mark walked in and caught me masturbating with a banana in the kitchen. It would go down in history as the most embarrassing moment of my life…and I’ve had plenty of those.

  Mark had stood there dumbstruck and I’d stood there naked and frozen in place. The banana was wilting. The only thing I could think of to say was, “It’s not what you think!” Jesus, how stupid was that? I mean…what else could it have been? There was not a single other explanation for what he saw me doing…than what I was doing.

  Mark is a classy guy. He quietly excused himself after the initial shock wore off and he went to take his shower. In the meantime, I extracted the banana, threw it away and then I gathered up my clothes and went home. I waited until Saturday afternoon before I called him. It took everything in me to make that call. When he answered I was surprised. Had I found him with fruit in any of his orifices…in the kitchen…right after we had sex, I can’t say I would have been as big a person.

  “Mark…I’m sorry. It’s almost my time of the month…” This was the brilliance I came up with. God, it’s a wonder I can tie my shoes in the morning.

  “What?” He was rightfully confused. I went on to further lie by saying my OB doctor had changed my birth control. I told him the new one had a lot more estrogen and it was making me hornier…especially close to my cycle. I told him it caused “urges” and the doctor told me it was okay to use my toys to satisfy them. But I was at Marks home…toy less…and I’d seen the banana. I wonder now if I have the same respect for him that I used to. He bought that weak story. I spent most of the weekend “making it up” to him with mediocre “vanilla” sex. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at a banana again without flashing back to what I know call the “Forbidden fruit incident.” Shuddering slightly, I closed the refrigerator door and headed back to my desk.

  Axel had given me some contracts with a lot of corrections that I needed to finish typing today so I sat down and got to work on that. I’d been typing for maybe ten minutes when a very large-breasted woman came out of Axel’s office and closed the door. She smiled at me, I smiled back. I assume that she’s Bridgette Stone. I watched her head for the elevator…thinking that I really liked the Chanel suit she was wearing. As soon as the doors slid shut I heard what I thought was my name coming from Axel’s office…but it sounded strange. I got up and went over to the door and I heard it again,

  “Holly! Holly!”

  I opened the door and looked inside. Axel was sitting in his chair behind his desk. The first odd thing I noticed was that he was sweating. He also looked very annoyed. “Hi. I left your coffee in the kitchen…”

  “Come in and close the door.” He sounded pissed now. What did I do? I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. “Come here.” I cautiously went closer and I was almost to the desk when I saw the problem. My boss was handcuffed to his chair. I can’t even describe the scenarios that went through my head all at once. One of them involved me lifting my skirt and climbing aboard…maybe my new birth control really is making me crazy. “When you’re finished gawking there is a key in the top drawer of the desk.”

  I muttered a “sorry” and went around and opened the drawer. The first thing I saw was a hardcover copy of “Fifty Shades of Gray.” I tried to keep a straight face as I pulled out the tiny key and turned towards him. The look on his face was just so…mortified that I couldn’t help but tease.

  “Interesting predicament you’re in here boss. That must have been some meeting.” He narrowed his eyes at me and wiggled the cuff on him right wrist. “Maybe I should just leave you this way for a while…since I do seem to have the upper hand…”

  “First of all, this happened after the meeting. I was just playing around with them while I was on a call and…” I was laughing and he knew I wasn’t buying it. I think I appreciated this situation so much because it was reminiscent of me and the banana. “Oh stop laughing and uncuff me.” He pulled up his right wrist as far as he could and I slipped the key in the hole. I was trying not to notice that his pants were completely unbuttoned and unzipped…or there were traces of…sex staining the front of them. Once that hand was free, I moved to free the other one. When both of his hands were free he took one of his wrists in his hand and massaged it. I handed him the key and then having no idea what came over me I said,

  “I should have taken advantage of that situation and spanked you while you were all cuffed up.” He grinned at me as he zipped up his pants. I felt a tingle in my pussy. I’m not sure this job is going to work.

  Axel had emerged from his office about an hour later. He was freshly dressed in a new suit…and looking good enough to eat…literally. He smiled at me and I swear I melted just a little bit inside. I still had that picture of him sitting helplessly handcuffed with his fly open. I was trying not to imagine what the bottle blond with the giant ta ta’s had been doing to him…but it was hard.

  “I have a dinner meeting. You can go home now and I’ll see you tomorrow. Be in my office at nine. We still need to discuss that spanking I owe you.” He winked at me and as he stepped on the elevator, he grinned again. I waited until the doors slid shut before standing up. When I did, I had to reach out and take hold of the desk in front of me. My legs were shaking. I gathered my things and went home. Mark was coming over for dinner tonight and I had a feeling that he was going to get very lucky.

/>   When I got home I took a long, hot bubble bath. Then I slipped on my sexiest bra and panties…a black, skimpy, Victoria’s Secrets ensemble. Over that I wore a light cotton mini that was really bought to be worn over a bathing suit…but tonight I was feeling adventurous. After straightening my long hair and applying just a little bit of make-up, I was ready. I spent the next hour preparing Mark’s favorite meal of salmon, scallops and pasta and right before he got there I took out a chilled bottle of white wine and lit every candle I had in the house. Then I set up a little surprise for him in the bedroom. I was ready.

  Mark looked around when he stepped in the door and grinned. “Someone is feeling a little frisky tonight.” I greeted him with a kiss…not just any kiss. I put my arms around him and let my breasts crush into his chest. Then I let my tongue run slowly across his lips before sliding it into his mouth and kissing him like a starving woman. I’m ashamed to admit that when I closed my eyes…it was Axel’s handsome face that popped into my mind. “Wow,” Mark said breathlessly when we broke the kiss. “That was really nice.”

  “Mm hmm. You want to take this to the bedroom and finish it before we eat?”

  “Mm, I’d rather savor it and eat first babe. That way I can unwind a little.” I didn’t tell Mark, but just once I wish that he would jump me before he “unwound.” Sex with Mark is always pleasant and usually satisfying…but for some reason lately I was craving more. I didn’t want “pleasant” I wanted passionate. I didn’t want “satisfying” I wanted multi-orgasmic. But I had some surprises for him later so instead of pushing the issue, I took his hand and led him to the dining room. I poured him a glass of wine and we sat down to eat. “So how was your day babe? Did Axel make it back from L.A.?”

  “Yes, I picked him up at the airport this morning and the rest of the day we played catch-up.” Axel actually played “tie-up” without me. I let out a little sigh and said, “So how was your day?”

  “Nothing spectacular,” he said. “Tom is getting a divorce.” Tom is his boss. He’s at least sixty…balding, paunchy and he always smells like onions. I’ve always thought that Tom must have a magic mirror. Somehow, he sees himself as a lady’s man. In the three years that Mark has worked for him, my boyfriend has come home with a story about the latest employee or intern Tom was fucking. I’m sure that power and wealth contribute to his appeal because in spite of being a fairly nice guy I personally can’t see any reason why so many women would be attracted to him.

  As Mark droned on about Tom’s divorce, I smiled and nodded in what I thought were the right places. When we finished our dinner we went into the living room and while Mark continued to “unwind” on the couch, I fixed him a drink. I wasn’t necessarily trying to get him drunk…just a little loose. I sat down next to him and I let my hand rub across his shoulders and back while he continued to talk about things I had little to no interest in. I traced down the side of his arm with my fingers, stopping to squeeze his well-defined bicep along the way. When he finally finished his drink and sat the glass down I leaned in for a kiss. Mark was almost ready. He kissed me back hard, and pulled me up to straddle his lap. I could feel his rock-hard erection poking into my butt and I moved my hips back and forth as seductively as I could

  “Mm baby. That feels so good. Let’s go in the bedroom.” I stood up and took his hand. I led him into the bedroom and when he looked at the bed his eyes went wide. “What the hell…?”

  8

  Holly

  “I thought it might be fun to try a little bondage…” I’d tied silk scarves to all four posts of my bed and on top of the pillow; I’d left a blindfold and a small wooden paddle. I’m trying not to obsess over my boss…really, I am. I was hoping if I could spice things up a little bit between Mark and me that maybe I could get Axel off my mind.

  “You want me to tie you up?” Mark’s face didn’t look too sure about that. I rubbed my crotch into his to make sure he still had an erection…it was twice as hard. He wanted to try something new too…he just didn’t know it.

  “Yes,” I said with a smile. “Or if you prefer…I can tie you up?”

  “Um…where is this coming from?” Uh-oh…he’s wondering where I’m getting my ideas. I didn’t think, “I walked in on my boss in cuffs and got turned on,” was the appropriate thing to say, so instead I said,

  “I was just reading this article in Cosmo about how to make your sex life more exciting. There was some pretty wild stuff. I thought we’d start tame. Next time you can pick.” Talking about it was making it lose its appeal though, so I stood on my tiptoes and covered his mouth with mine while my fingers went to the buttons of his shirt and I began to undress him. Once I had skin exposed and I slid my hand down inside and let it roam across his chest, Mark’s fire returned. He reached down and pulled my little dress over my head. I shivered at the look on his face when he saw me in my sexy underwear. He stripped off his shirt and by that time I had his pants unbuttoned and unzipped. He pushed them down and I could see the head of his cock peeking out of his shorts. My kinky imagination kicked in again and I found myself wishing that he would take a handful of my hair and push my face down to his cock. Instead, he unhooked my bra, gently squeezed my breasts and took my hand and led me over beside the bed.

  He kissed me again and I used my teeth to bite at his lips. I wished that it would spur him into biting me back…but it didn’t. He lowered me gently to the bed…I wanted to be taken down by a rough, passionate kiss…I reached back and picked up the blindfold and slipped it onto my forehead. He was looking at me like he still wasn’t sure about this as I slipped it down over my eyes. I put my hands up over my head and spread out my legs, egging him into slipping them into the silk binds attached to the posts. He got the hint and I felt him wrap the first bind around my wrist. By the time he finished binding both my arms and my legs…I was in my head and the man that was tying me up was Axel. I will be ashamed about that later…but not right now.

  I pictured his gorgeous face as I felt fingers brushing lightly against my skin. I felt a pair of hands on my hips and I arched my back. My fantasy Axel took the hint. My right breast was sucked into his warm mouth and he began to run his tongue in circles around the engorged and aching nipple.

  “Mm…use your teeth baby.” I felt the side of his teeth graze it and my body jerked. “Oh yeah, that’s it baby…bite those nipples….” Getting bolder he took the left nipple between his fingers and pinched it. I arched up higher, pulling against the binds on my wrists. “Oh yes! That’s it baby…do whatever you want to me…I’m at your mercy.” He sucked nearly my entire right breast into his mouth then. The pressure he was applying as he sucked was anything but gentle…and causing waves of warm wetness to gush between my legs. I was moaning and writhing as far as I could under the binds and the weight of my “captor.” I felt his mouth leave my right breast and find my left. This time he didn’t hesitate. He bit down on the nipple…not so hard that it was painful…but just enough to make me yell out and pull once more against the silk scarves.

  His mouth traveled down across my belly and down to my thighs. He paused to suckle the skin of my inner thighs…where it was wet from my juices…into his mouth. I let him know how much I liked that. My pussy was on fire. “Touch my pussy baby…please.” I felt a tongue glide along my slit and I pictured Axel’s face…those sexy eyes…looking up at me while his tongue flit across my clit. “Oh that’s it baby; harder…faster…suck on it!” My “captor” sucked my swollen clit into his mouth. “Bite down on it baby…Oh fuck! Yeah! That’s it!” I was moving my hips up and down, imagining that the hair on his face was burning the insides of my thighs as he buried his face in my pussy. He was licking and sucking and biting when suddenly I felt a finger go up inside of me. He used one finger, moving it in and out while he continued to lick my clit. It felt good…but I needed more.

  “Get my vibrator out of the top drawer.” I felt him pause and then the shift of his weight off the bed. I heard the sound of the drawer opening and cl
osing…and then the erotic sounds of the six-inch life-like dildo being turned on. He brought the tip of it down to my pussy and dipped it in my juices before rubbing me with it all around the outside of my slit. “Put it inside of me. Fuck me with it!” I pictured a naked Axel…naked and perfect…sitting next to me on the bed. I pictured him using the vibrator to find my opening and then he began to slide it in. “Not gentle…hard! Fuck me with it hard and fast!” My imaginary Axel shoved the rest of the toy up inside of me. “Oh yes! Fuck! Fuck me.” He began moving it in and out, each time slamming it in and then pulling it out slowly. I was twisting and wiggling and right on the verge of a massive orgasm. While he fucked me with the dildo he reached up and began to twist and pinch and torture one of my tits. That was it…that’s what put me over the top. I literally screamed out…and I almost said Axel’s name. “A—Mark! Oh Mark! So good.”

  I felt his face close to mine and then his tongue as it slid along my lips. I opened my mouth, hungry to be kissed. He didn’t disappoint me. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and explored every surface inch of it…and then sucked my tongue into his mouth and while he sucked on it, I felt him lining himself up and I brought my hips up off the bed again. “You want me to fuck you baby?” Mark said.

  “Yes please! Please put your hard cock inside of me.” He let the head of it graze my opening…and then he pulled back. I whimpered and when I heard his feet hit the floor, I got a little bit worried. “Mark? What are you doing?” I heard him move around the side of the bed and then suddenly I felt a handful of my hair being wrapped around his fist…

  “Open your mouth,” his voice sounded husky…not like he normally did. The order sent a thrill down my spine, turning me on even more. I opened my mouth and right away felt the tip of his cock press through my lips. I curled my tongue and licked the tip of it. I heard him moan and felt him shake and he pushed in deeper and deeper. Soon, his big cock was filling up my mouth…pressing against my throat. “Suck it!” he said. I had to smile. Mark was getting into this. I opened my mouth and sucked in his cock. Then my imagination went into overdrive and I pictured Axel cuffed to his chair and me on my knees in front of him. My pussy was burning up as I licked and sucked Mark’s cock like I never have before. I was so into it that when he began to swell I didn’t even realize it. I could hear him grunting and feel beads of sweat falling off of him and onto me. My brain kicked in and I thought, “Oh fuck! He’s going to come!” I tried to push him out with my tongue. I needed him inside of me. I ached all over for it.