by Jo Henley
“Come here sexy.”
I sauntered his direction, keeping a look out for employees and customers. Where was everyone? Doesn’t he have something better to do? I leaned both elbows on the half wall separating the showroom from a sort of work room with tools, paint, stain and broken furniture strewn about. “Look at you all manly and shit.”
“Did you think I sat on my ass in an office all day? Come back here.” He nodded over to the open doorway blocked only by a beaded curtain.
“Most billionaires do.” I sat my grandmother’s basket down on a shelf with vintage lamps and stepped around the worktable to Christopher. “What are you working on?”
He took my hand and squeezed it over a clamp holding a chair leg together. “Don’t let go. I just glued it and it needs to set.” He picked up a brush, dipped it in stain and delicately painted down the crack of the leg. “This relaxes me.” He then ran his hand up the back of my leg and cupped my ass.
“Hey.” I flexed my butt muscles tight.
“Don’t let go.” He covered one hand around mine on the clamp. The other, he inched off my ass and forward, nudging at my wet folds. “I like a girl who’s prepared,” he said, commenting on the thong I’d put on.
“Where are your employees?” I took deep breaths, struggling to contain my heat. His stroking and in plain site of the store was juicing me up good.
“It’s just us.” The sensor to the shop entrance contradicted him, alerting us to a couple stepping through the front. “Oh and the customers.” He nodded forward. “Ready to suck my cock?” he asked, plunging in knuckle deeper with an added flick on my clit.
“Now?” I asked, followed by several shallow pants brought on by his thumping fingers in my pussy. He took my question as a statement and lowered me by the shoulder down behind the work table.
“Suck it good and hard.” He opened his pants, then called out an acknowledgement to the customers. “Welcome to the store. If you need any help just ask.”
Before starting, I checked my surroundings. No mirrors or cameras that I could see. Just me and one hell of a cock. I licked my lips, anticipating wrapping them around one of the biggest cocks I’d seen in a while. Was I really crouched back here? I puckered for my first taste of him and kissed his head before taking him into my mouth. He lunged forward, forcing his way in.
“Take it baby. Turn yourself on, cause we could get caught any second,” he said, brushing the chair with a coat of stain and keeping his head up looking forward.
Twirling around, I slid my lips over most of his circumference. He was thick and long. Taking him in all the way would require a little stretching out first. The more I sucked, the more he spoke to the patrons a few feet away. I bobbed on his rod, hidden from view and hungry to please him.
“We have a special on end tables,” he said and I swallowed him up shaking him in my mouth.
“Real nice quality,” he added. I swirled my tongue around his shaft and sucked in short bursts.
“If you like wood that is.” He grabbed the underside of the table and held back a moan.
Was this the challenge he wanted? I was working him hard, crashing my tongue about, showing him no mercy. By this time I was swallowing him whole, allowing his head to punch against the back of my throat.
“Thank you,” the customers said followed by the sound of the door sensor.
“Fuck you little cock sucking whore!” He grabbed onto the table with both hands, pinned me in my position and fucked my mouth. Ramming in hard with no regard for tripping my gag reflexes he took advantage of my position to bring himself to an orgasm.
“Fuck me!” Holding my head steady, he pounded a few more strokes and let his load erupt. His warm salty drink bursted out, filling my mouth and dribbling out on to my chin.
“Damn!” He stepped back, holding his chest and catching his breath. “That was intense. Now I need to repay the favor and fuck that ass of yours.” He held a hand out to help me up.
“Here? Now?”
“I wish. Victoria just stepped out to the bank. She’ll be back any minute.” He handed me soft cloth and a bottle of water. “You’d better go and come back about five. It we’re lucky we’ll get a last minute customer and we can fuck in the office while they shop.”
“I’m not sure.” I backed away from him and picked up my basket. “I’m still getting to know you.”
“Oh you know me. Say you’ll come back. Say it.”
“I’ll . . .” Light streamed in from the back of the room. I turned to the door that had just been opened. Victoria stepped into the shop. I was the only person she saw, Christopher was out of her view buttoning up his pants. Her expression was definitely one of surprise to see me alone in the work area.
“Hello?”
Cradling my basket, I opened my mouth to answer, but had no excuse for being where I was. Thankfully, Christopher stepped over between us. “Victoria you’re back. Do you remember Melina?” He kissed her on the cheek and wrapped his arm around her waist. “She brought in her basket, but was looking for an old thread box to go with it. Didn’t you pick one up at an estate sale?”
She seemed a little taken aback by his quick thinking excuse, but let it slide. “No, we haven’t had one of those in a while.”
Christopher threw his hands up in the air. “That’s why we can’t find it. I apologize.”
“No worries. Thanks for looking.” I thumbed over my shoulder. “I should be going.”
“Don’t just leave.” Victoria, passed behind me and held the beaded curtain to the side. “Come over to the register. We keep a book of odd things people are looking for. If we find one we’ll call you.”
“Yes, Melina. Leave your number.” Christopher smiled with a hint of satisfaction.
Damn, he has every move of this game under control. With my number in his book he could call me for anything. I seriously considered writing a fake one, but in the end I wrote down my real number. He was a billionaire with a smoking hot body and a monster of a dick asking for it. What else was I going to do?
“I seriously enjoyed myself in this shop,” I said to Victoria, feeling Christopher step up behind me. The rear entrance was next to the register. I placed a hand on the door, then turned and looked over my shoulder. “I’ll be back,” I said with a wink.
Chapter Seven
It was three o’clock when I left the antique store. My apartment was across town, thirty minutes away, so I tucked the basket in my trunk and drove over to the river walk area.
I texted Kayla to meet me for chicken nachos, but she was too busy at work to leave. She added that she’d catch up with me later. Maybe it was best. I was about to explode with emotions over giving a blowjob in public. This was my secret and telling her would ruin the spontaneity. Plus she’d never believe it. Not after knowing every boring detail of my past vanilla sex life.
I strolled around and thought about Victoria. She was high maintenance, window dressing. She had the fake boobs and tiny waist. She even had a room in his big mansion. But did she suck his cock today? No I did. He practically begged me to come back for more too. I have the power. Fuck the “I just met you” mentality. I’m going back and I’m going all the way.
When I returned to the shop, it was right before five. There wasn’t much talking, but sadly there weren’t any customers either. Christopher led me into the office, a room off of the work area. It was cramped with a gold velvet sofa, two plush chairs and an oversized antique desk.
“You do want me.” He kissed me on the cheek and ran his hand up my thigh to confirm his theory. My drenched thong was answer enough for him. He plunged his finger in, rapidly starting up my engine.
Game on. I knocked my head back at his touch and reached for his cock. It was stiff in his pants. I rubbed him furiously as he fingered my pussy.
“Step out of that thong and bend over.”
With my holes open for the taking I leaned across the arms of the chair and pushed my offerings out to him.
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sp; “Mmmm, look at that ass.” He caressed my cheeks, spreading them slightly for a good look. “You’re so moist. Where do you want me first?” He rubbed my pussy lips from behind, adding a little knock at my back door with his thumb.
His cell phone rang, halting the seduction. “ Don’t move. Stay wet,” he said, answering the phone.
“Hello. No that’s fine. Not necessary.”
His decisive answers gave away his position. He was talking on the phone directly behind me. I twisted to see him sitting on the sofa, phone locked to his ear with his shoulder and both hands on his cock pulling it stiff.
“Fine. We have a deal.” He let the phone drop, but caught it in mid air. “Now we have to hurry.” He smiled stepping up behind me. “Damn, I wanted more time to enjoy all this.” He thrust in from behind. Sliding in his huge cock between my wet waiting walls.
“Ohhhhh,” I groaned as he thrust all the way in, forcing me to swallow him whole.
“Mmm, you feel so good.” He grazed around, exploring my pussy. Taking his time he rocked in and out slow. “Damn this is one sweet ass you have here.” He slapped my cheek and kneaded it as he probed his cock in my pussy.
Fuck me harder. Where’s the spark? Sure he felt good, but I wanted to be assaulted. Guess I was going to have to ask for it. “Fuck it! Fuck my ass. Tear me up!” What’d I just say? Anal play was not usually my thing. But I ached for more excitement. He was not going to disappoint me and this slow shit was pretty ordinary.
“Oh baby. I’m knew you’d ask.” He spread me wide. “Wow,” he growled, withdrawing his dick, lubed up with my pussy juices. Wasting no time, he nudged it into my crack. Inching his head just inside my hole I found the excitement of my wet dreams.
“Fuck!” It was tighter than anything I’d ever felt. It’d been awhile since my ass had been penetrated and never by anyone of his size. “More!” I heaved.
“Take it baby.” He held me around the waist and kept pushing his cock deeper in. The further he invaded my backdoor the hornier I got. When he was balls deep we both took a deep breath.
“Ohh, this is one good ass back here.”
That was the last chance I had to catch my breath. He pulled his cock back and rammed it forward. Tightening his grip, he drove his cock in and out, loosening up my ass. Slamming back and forth he ripped through me. I struggled to keep my knees from buckling out from under us. He reached around and held me up by twisting and pinching my nipples.
Fuck it felt good to be ravaged by a stranger. I’m fucking in public. And with a billionaire. Is this a dream? I writhed with him, flicking my clit while he buried himself deep in my back hole.
Soon I climaxed, harder and tenser than ever before. The pain, the pleasure, the moment built up and I exploded. Arching my back and clamping down on his cock. I released, “FUUUUCCCCKKKK!” My orgasm surged to a peak. I shook, impaled on his cock, riding through this massive explosion of pleasure.
“Hot damn! Mother loving cock fucking whore!” he screamed, digging his nails into my shoulders as he pulled my asshole tighter on to his cock. “AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!” He tensed up. His cock thumped in my ass, shooting streams of his load, filling my behind with his warm seed.
He pulled out and fell back, just missing the velvet sofa behind him. “Fucking, holy shit! That was intense!”
I gave into exhaustion, collapsing into a ball on the floor.
He curled up, spooning me from the front and smoothed my hair out of my face. “You are one good fuck.” He kissed me on my forehead. “I knew it, even from the first moment I set eyes on you.”
“Really? How did you know?”
“You made my dick twitch from across the room.”
“One twitch and you knew?”
“He’s pretty smart and never wrong.”
My affair with billionaire Christopher Bannister stretched out over the next few months. We kept our secret, wild, meetings quiet and to ourselves. As long as I was willing to fuck him in the shop and take chances around customers, his dick liked having me around.
Victoria stayed in the mansion. She never caught on either, despite walking in on us during the afterglow of sex several times.
Finally she left after catching him giving another woman a tour in the elevator. I didn’t feel like he cheated on me. I knew what we were. There were no promises made. Only challenging games to play.
It was fun while it lasted, but I was looking for someone a little more stable. Someone to grow with. Someone who needed a faded chicken sweatshirt returned to him.
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Table of Contents
Copyright Page
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
More Temptations
Billionaire of Buckeye Series
About the Author
