“You already have that.”
He turned away with a wistful smile, but he wouldn’t say anymore.
Next, the wine came the salad and the appetizers and finally the main course and dessert. Every dish came prepared for royalty. Eva struggled to keep her composure through each successive revelation, but Matt only smiled at her.
When it was all over, he led her on a long, winding tour of the garden. He held her hand and even put his arm around her waist, but he never took it any further. He never even kissed her.
He talked about a thousand things, but never work and he never revisited that subject he tried to broach at the table. He let it drop and kept her at her ease throughout the evening.
After several hours, he migrated back to the elevator. Without mentioning it, he guided her down it to the street where the limo waited for them. He handed her into the seat, but this time, he sat next to her.
As soon as the limo started moving, he scooted along the seat to press against her. His thigh touched hers, and he leaned in to kiss her. He cupped the back of her neck, and his tongue entered her mouth.
Warm wetness drenched her between her legs to welcome his hand sliding up her thighs along the slit in her gown. He found her moist cleft and drenched his fingers in her gushing font.
She gave herself over into his hands. Wasn’t this what she always wanted, his love and tenderness. She traced the hard contours of his muscular chest. She knew the dark patterns underneath his spotless shirt. She knew everything down to the inked hooks marking the curve of his hips.
All too soon, the limo stopped and Eva pulled out of his embrace with a sigh. “I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.” She turned and opened the door—and froze. She wasn’t in front of her own apartment. She was somewhere she didn’t recognize. A huge old Victorian house jutted into the night sky, and a man in a uniform waited outside the door with his gloved hands crossed in front of him. “What is this place?”
Matt got out of the limo behind her. “This is my house. I thought you might like to see it for yourself.”
“Your house?” She gulped. He took her to his home?
So this was where the uber-rich lived. Before she could say a word, he escorted her up the long walk to the front steps. The uniformed servant opened the door. Eva looked back to see the limo disappearing down a long, curving driveway. Where it went, she never knew.
Matt pressed her hand. “Come inside. I want to show you something.”
“What is it, your underground dungeon?”
“I don’t have an underground dungeon.”
“Nothing could surprise me after that place where you took me for dinner.”
He grinned at her. “Good. Then you won’t be surprised.” He led the way into a high-ceilinged foyer and up the sweeping staircase. On the second floor, he turned off into a large bedroom with a curtained canopy bed in the center. Blood magenta velvet curtains surrounded the bed and hung around the windows.
Eva stared at everything in wide-eyed wonder. “What’s this?”
“This is my bedroom.” He took a step closer. “I want you to spend the night here with me.”
“Spend the night with you—here?” She almost stuttered the words out.
He moved in on her, and that old tension, half fear, half excitement, made every breath a torture. He kissed her once on the lips. Then his powerful hands fell on her shoulders with the weight of iron. He could crush her in one blow.
He turned her around to face the bed. He kissed down her neck to her bare shoulder. “Would you like to spend the night in that bed with me?”
Eva tried to swallow, but her parched throat ached. “Yes.” What else could she say, she did want to.
“Are you turned on for me right now?” His voice rumbled in his chest.
How well she knew that voice! “Yes.”
“Would you like to bend over for me on that bed and let me take you like the bad girl you are?”
“Yes. I want you to.”
“Let me see you do it then. Let me see you display yourself to me.”
She didn’t have a chance to slip her shoulder straps down. He did it for her, and her gown dropped to the floor. He caressed down her bare back to her hour-glass hips. He propelled her forward, and she set one knee on the velvet-trimmed bed.
She crawled forward on hands and knees until she positioned herself in the center of the bed. She looked back over her shoulder to see him glaring at her. He towered over her in all his massive, dominating power. Oh, how the man could change in an instant to this Alpha male with that glint in his eyes.
The gentle compassion of his business personality melted away.
Nothing remained but the pure animal, and she was his hunted quarry. He put out his hand and grazed her aching clit. He came away with fingers smeared with the sparkling elixir, and he licked the juice from his hand. He bared his teeth and snarled at her. “You’re a bad girl, aren’t you? You’re my wicked little Princess, and you know what Daddy does to bad girls.”
She gasped in spite of herself. “Oh, Daddy….”
“You know it, baby. You’ve been dying for this for a long time. You’re gonna taste my belt tonight.”
Why did she ever think this wouldn’t happen? “Oh, Daddy, please?” she whined in pathetic tones.
He circled his flat fingers over her burning petals. He rubbed her juices all over her engorged clit and back up over her ass. “Are you begging me to strap you, or are you begging for mercy?”
“Oh, Daddy, please, ”was all she could seem to utter.
“I asked you a question. Do you want my belt across that sweet ass of yours?”
She couldn’t stand it anymore. She wanted whatever he did to her. “Yes, Daddy. I’m a bad girl, and I know what Daddy does to bad girls. I want you to do whatever you like to me.”
He tore his belt off. It shone in the soft yellow light. He doubled it over and slapped it against his pants. It made a dull thunk against the fabric.
Eva turned her head to face forward. She closed her eye and moaned. She rocked her hips back and forth through the air and waited for the first blow to fall. This would be the first time anyone ever did this to her and she never dreamed she would want it so badly either. Her pussy dripped with her need for him.
He whapped her bare ass with it. Once, twice and then a third time.
Tears fell from her eyes but she lifted her ass up in offering for him to do it again, he he wanted to.
He dropped his belt and passed his hands over her punk striped ass.” You are Daddy’s girl, aren’t you?”
Panting and crying she answered, “All y-yours, P-lease fuck me daddy?” She waited and heard a rustling.
Suddenly, strong hands gripped her hips and he tugged her forward.
Eva gasped with anticipation as she panted.
Next, he thrust up into her.
Losing her breath, she couldn’t even gasp this time. That cock was so big and throbbing, rubbing every inch of her insides with its girth.
“I’m going to fuck my girl now.”
Her pussy clenched his huge punishing cock as she ended up screaming and begging for mercy
He pumped her deep and hard repeatedly showing no mercy. “Tell, Daddy how that feels,” he ordered.
Panting and gasping, she replied, “I’ve never been fucked like this…D-daddy It is the fullest I—”
He thrust up into her hard and high. “Come on Daddy’s cock, like a good little girl,” he growled as he held it deep inside her.
It again took her breath and her words from her. Eva’s pussy clenched and her body arched up as she screamed through her orgasm, doing as he ordered and loving every damn minute of it.
His heat filled her as he slapped her ass cheeks while they both came.
Chapter 10
Eva made sure to sit down carefully in her desk chair the next morning. Every fiber still ached from last night’s adventure in Matt’s bedroom. He didn’t hold back, but let RipRoarer loose on he
r nubile young flesh. He had her, he punished her for her very badness, and after it was all over, he curled up behind her in the bed and held her in his protective embrace until the morning light brightened the window.
His butler brought in a new suit for her to wear when she got out of the shower that morning, but Matt disappeared long before she got ready to leave for work. The limo drove her to the office, and no one noticed or commented when she got out of it.
She turned on her computer and brought up the birthday database. Why did she keep bringing it up to stare at her own name at the top of the list? Today was her twenty-eighth birthday. Today would offer the first test of the card and bonus system. She would play the guinea pig to see how well the system worked at marking the employees’ birthdays.
She scrolled down the spreadsheet and started entering the September birthdays. After that, she followed up on the legal department’s handling of Tino’s wife and the threatened legal action.
That kept her busy until well past lunchtime. Before she knew it, one o’clock passed without a word from Matt. He always texted her when he wanted her to take over while he went out for his exercise break.
She still didn’t receive any card, much less a cash bonus. Maybe she would get it at home. After some searching, she found the notification pathway. The database notification went all the way down to the mail room. A print boy fed the command into a computer and printed out the card. The notification released the bonus to the same bank account as the employee’s wages. And yes, the cards got delivered within the building to the employee’s workstation.
She checked but found no bonus in her account. She would have noticed a card showing up on her desk. Her heart sank, but she turned her thoughts to something more productive to take her mind off it.
She made phone calls to foreign exchange experts she knew. Then she talked to the executives in charge of Rockford Communications’ overseas subsidiaries about transferring their profits in US dollars.
She forgot all about her birthday card and bonus until four o’clock struck. Time to go home. Then the truth hit her like a ton of bricks. She must be the only employee in the company who knew about this plan. She never expected to be so disappointed that she didn’t get it. No one else would miss what they didn’t know about. Only she would know it hadn’t worked.
She threw back her shoulders. She refused to let a birthday card from a computer get her down. She headed for the door when her phone chirped. Would you please come into my office for a moment?
Not this again. She didn’t want to face him now. He, of all people, would understand how ridiculous it was for her to grieve the loss of this meaningless birthday card.
She strolled down to his office. He couldn’t want her to spend the night with him again. Her ass couldn’t handle his treatment more than one night in a row until she worked up a thicker skin. It was so wonderful, yes but she’d never been through anything like that before in her life.
She pushed open the doors.
Matt sat at his desk.
“You didn’t call me up to cover your exercise slot.”
“I skipped it for today. I decided I got enough exercise last night.”
She tried to chuckle, but she could only smile.
“How was your day?”
“It was pretty good, except that the birthday card and bonus system doesn’t work. We’ll have to double-check the notification pathway. There was a birthday today, and the card and bonus weren’t generated.”
He looked up, but she rambled on in spite of herself.
“Actually, if you want to know, today is my birthday. That’s how I know the pathway doesn’t work. I never got a card or a bonus.”
He leaned back in his chair. “You never got a card or a bonus because I have them right here in my desk. I kept them for you, so I could give them to you in person.”
She blinked. “You what?”
He opened his desk drawer and took out an envelope with a powder blue ribbon bow tied around it. He handed it over to her.
“What’s this?”
“It’s your birthday card from Rockford Communications. Open it. Your bonus is inside.”
She slid the bow off and opened the flap. Inside the envelope, she found a regular birthday greeting card with a duck on the front. What? Was this the way he showed his appreciation to his valued employees? She flipped the card open, but she already knew what she would find. Thank you very much for your service and commitment to Rockford Communications. Blah, blah, blah.
She stopped when her finger touched something hard. She took a closer look, and her eyes fell out of her head. Fastened to the card’s interior by a plastic tie hung a heavy diamond ring, set in gold.
She fingered the solitaire setting and the filigreed band. She couldn’t speak above a whisper, “What is this?”
He stood up and took a step toward her. “Happy Birthday, Eva—my Eva. This is your token of appreciation from Rockford Communications, and from me. I don’t want you to be my business partner. I want you to be my life partner. I never met or cared about anybody the way I care about you. I don’t want to lose you. I want us to be joined at the hip and at the head, and I want us to run this company as only you and I can. You showed me you can do it, and I wouldn’t have anybody else by my side. Don’t you see how much I’ve wanted you? I couldn’t eve wait a day when you started here before I fucked you on my bike. It’s why I kept on with you even after I found out you were my bad little girl from the dating service. I already knew I wanted you in my life, so I just kept on and then hoped you would stay here.”
Eva finally heard why he’d done it. He was claiming his love and need for her, all while telling her how she would stand by his side in the business too. Her body trembled.
He dropped to one knee in front of her.
Her stunned gaze dropped to his face.
He took the card out of her hands and tore out the ring. He slid it over her finger. “Accept this and make me the happiest man in the world.”
Eva did her best to blink the tears out of her eyes. This—she never expected. He did say something at dinner, yes he did. But in her most furthest wildest dreams…she never thought he meant this! To have her biker man and her wonderful boss as a husband?
EVa couldn’t speak through her quivering lips, but she nodded. She couldn’t stop nodding, even when he kissed her bejeweled hand.
THE END
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One Night Only
Chapter 1
Marlee Dunn walked up to the reception desk and smiled at the grey-haired lady behind it. “I’m here to see Colton Dunn.”
The receptionist frowned. “Do you have an appointment?”
A deep male voice rumbled out of the office behind the desk. “She doesn’t need an appointment. Send her in, Sandra.”
The receptionist frowned sternly at her.
Marlee gave her a polite smile and strolled around the reception desk and through the open doors.
A tall, well-built man in a grey suit jumped up from his desk to meet her. He threw his arms around her and lifted her off the ground to spin her in a circle. “There’s my one and only baby sister. How was the flight?”
Marlee kissed him on the cheek warmly. “It was great, especially since you bought me a first-class ticket.”
He looked even better than she expected. His suit hid his muscled chest, but she felt his solid bulk through his clothes. He’d gotten bigger since she saw him last, and had clearly been taking care of himself. She would be able to give her mother a good report when she got home for sure.
His blue eyes sparkled, and his gelled hair stuck up in the front. He threw his weight around the office with reckless confidence. He was king inside these four walls—and in the rest of this skyscraper office building of his. He had certainly done well for himself since he left home.
He set h
er on her feet. “I couldn’t let you ride in the cattle section, could I? Where’s your luggage?”
“I left it down in the lobby. I’m sure you don’t want it cluttering up your office.”
He waved his hand. “Forget it. You’re not going to be stuck around here long enough to clutter up anything. Take a seat over there. I just have to finish something up, and then I’ll take you to my place.”
Marlee made herself comfortable on a modern-looking couch by the window. Colton’s impressive office overlooked the city in three directions. She watched freight ships plowing into the river while Colton tapped on his computer.
In the middle of her reverie, another man entered the office without knocking or announcing himself in any way. He walked in like he owned the place. He cast the same commanding glance around the place as Colton did.
This man wore a black wool suit with a T-shirt underneath. She could not help but notice how the thin cotton stretched over his bulging chest, and his jacket sleeves pinched around the armpits. His thighs tightened inside his pant legs when he bent over to set a tablet on Colton’s desk.
He moved around the desk to stand next to Colton’s chair. His buzzed blonde hair stood up an inch taller on top than the rest of his close-cropped scalp, and sharp grey eyes flashed once at Marlee. He got as far as, “Take a look at these figures I just pulled up from the City Council....” before he stopped in mid- sentence. He straightened up and fixed his eyes on Marlee. “Well, what do we have here? You didn’t tell me you had a date, Colton.”
Colton stood up to block his view. “Don’t even think about looking at her, Ash. That’s my sister over there, so you’ll stay away from her,” Colton asserted.
Ash's eyes popped wide open. “Your sister!”
Colton scooted around the desk. “Yes, my sister. She’s here to spend Christmas with me, not to fend off your advances.”
Ash’s hand raised to his wide chest. “Colton, I’m hurt. You should know I wouldn’t make advances on your sister.”
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