The Billionaire's Son 7 : Equinox (A BDSM Erotic Romance) (Billionaire Erotica)
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At last, the spotlight went out. Everything went momentarily black as my eyes adjusted to the sudden darkness. While I began making out shapes of people moving outside my plastic enclosure, I felt the cool night air wash over my body as the box was opened.
I gulped in the fresh air as the rubber-suited man helped me out of the box.
"Follow me." He guided me away from the sounds of the party into a small tent set up behind the stage. Other girls were already there, chatting excitedly about their experiences. The handlers and a few other women were helping the girls back into their collars and rope harnesses.
I asked the man helping me, "What happens next?"
After all I had been through, the man's rubber costume, which I had found so creepily disturbing only weeks earlier, seemed almost amusing now.
He finished tying my ropes. "Now you're free to enjoy yourself as you please. If you're looking for some fun, I can show you a thing or two."
I shivered as I remembered his gloved fingers penetrating me earlier. "Uh, maybe later. I need to find someone first."
I left the tent with a few other girls who were eager to join the party and followed the dark path towards the sounds of activity. The lawn was brightly lit with torches and lanterns. Everywhere I looked, people were engaged in outrageous behavior. I didn't stop to watch, I was only interested in one thing, finding Derek.
I hesitated for a moment as I passed numerous masked men, all looking eerily similar, all engaged in sexual acts. How could I expect Derek to keep up our pact in the face of such extreme surroundings? Especially after all I had experienced this night. Should I be searching these men more carefully? Could Derek be one of them?
Shaking off my doubts, I moved through the grounds. Except for when he was drugged, Derek had never seemed too interested in the sex club. His sole focus was always to find Elise.
I stood uncertainly under a torch searching the lawns. My heart started beating fast as a masked man approached. Could it be Derek?
He stood before me inspecting me thoroughly. Like all the other women present, I was quite naked except for the collar and rope harness. Despite the fact that I had performed a striptease in front of the entire crowd and had been displayed in an acrylic box, I still blushed under the heat of the man's gaze. Derek had told me that I looked sexy in the harness. Was the man Derek, thinking the same thing at this very moment?
A hand reached out from under the robe and caressed my breast. It was long and thin and roughly calloused, and most definitely not Derek's.
"I've been waiting for you. It's not midnight, but I don't think I can wait any longer."
I froze at the sound of the voice. It was the man from the box who wanted me to meet up with him. I knew this man, but I still couldn't place his voice. Who was he?
I backed away from his hand, shaking my head.
He stepped towards me. "You don't have to play shy with me. I could tell how much you liked my finger sliding in and out of you." His fingers captured and squeezed my nipple.
He had backed me up against a hedge of pruned shrubs, which scratched and poked at my bare back. I tried to slip past him but he held tightly to my arm. "Just think how you would feel with this sliding between your legs."
The man parted his cape to reveal his bulging cock. My eyes widened at the incredible girth of it.
"No, I'm not interested. Now please let me go." I was beginning to worry, but I spoke with what I hoped was an authoritative air.
The hand not restraining my wrist slipped down my body, moving towards my hip. "Just relax, baby. You're gonna like this."
Before I could even contemplate my next move, the man let go of my wrist and spun around. I saw the hand on the man's shoulder and knew it was Derek before he even spoke.
"I believe the lady said no." Derek had found me at the right moment.
The man spat out his reply belligerently. "This is none of your business. Stay out of it."
Derek spoke calmly. "I'm not sure The Club condones this sort of behavior, Mr. uh, and what was your name again?"
The man tried to wave Derek aside. "We were just settling a disagreement. Everything is okay now. You can move along."
Derek stood watching the man for a moment. Suddenly, he reached up and removed the mask from the man's face.
I gasped in shock. It took only a moment for me to remember the man's name. It was Mr. Thomas, Jackson's aide that had interviewed me for the forensic accounting job months ago.
Mr. Thomas flailed uncertainly. "Give that back to me!" His desperation was evident.
Derek handed him the mask, which he quickly put back on. Mr. Thomas was gone in less than a second. Derek chuckled at the man's hasty retreat, but I trembled. Not only were Jackson's hands all over me tonight, but so were his assistant's. This was just getting too much for me.
I let Derek mistake my trembling for fear of what might have happened. He gallantly offered me his cape. Instead, I just crawled inside it with him. I pressed against his warm length and never felt so content.
Derek wrapped me in a warm embrace. "This has been one dull party without you, Princess. I've been missing you all night."
I basked in the exhilaration I felt at his words. "I just want to be with you Derek. Let's get out of here. I've had enough of this place."
Surprised, Derek cocked an eyebrow at me. "Me too. You don't have to ask me twice. Let's go."
I held onto him for a moment longer. "You don't have to look so surprised about it. I'd just like a little privacy - when I finally have my way with you."
Derek laughed. "C'mon. Scott is waiting for us. With some normal clothes this time. Until then, you can have my cape."
I was about to tease him when I remembered Elise. "Wait! What about Elise?"
Derek finished fastening the cape around me. "Let's not worry about her anymore. I found her and she's not willing to come out of hiding. She doesn't even want her parents to know she's alive."
My heart sank. "But then you're back to where you started."
Derek grabbed my hand and started leading me out of the party. "Not exactly. For one thing, I know she's alive and not being held against her will. And despite her threats, I'm going to tell her parents."
I stopped walking. "Derek, I don't know. What if they don't believe you - it's all so…strange. And what will Elise do when she finds out?"
Derek shrugged. "I snapped some photos of Elise while she was, um, occupied. Scott gave me a miniature camera, and I was able to get close enough that I think she'll be recognizable by her parents. I even got some photos of her without her wearing a mask. I'll let them know about her circumstances. She is an adult so I'm not sure they have any recourse. They may very well write her off with what I'm sure they'll call her 'deviant sexual lifestyle'. It might be too embarrassing for them. At least they'll know. What they do with it is up to them."
Derek continued nonchalantly, "As to her threats, she made all kinds of wild ones. I'll deal with that when the time comes. Finally, I feel like a big weight is lifted from my shoulders. And it feels great. Now, it's time to focus on the future. Our future."
My stomach did a funny little flip-flop. "And what is our future?"
Derek pulled me against his body. "Our immediate future is getting the hell out of here and getting somewhere private so I can ravage you. I have been aching for you all night. But beyond that, I want to let the whole world know that you're mine. No more sneaking around, no more games. Just you and me."
I felt my guard slipping. "So far those plans sound okay."
Derek laughed. "Just okay? I see I'm going to have to do some convincing. Well, I've got plenty more plans for us. And I'll spend all my energy convincing you how good they are."
I looked up into his stunningly piercing eyes. "Maybe you should start now."
"Maybe I will." Derek flashed me a mischievous smile before his lips lowered against my own. I yielded to his demanding kiss as waves of desire shot through me.
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br /> I clung to Derek with desperation. I was drowning in a sea of delirious happiness. And I was right where I wanted to be.
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Claire smiled. “You know, I can’t imagine you…” she gestured to the pictures on the wall.
“Cause I’m such a likeable guy?”
Claire shrugged. “Well… yes.”
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He spoke in a deep, solemn voice. “How about now?”
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Excerpt:
As I was stirring my cup of French Vanilla Roast, I heard what sounded like a long, drawn-out sigh. Almost like a moan, really.
I stilled.
Seconds later, I heard another moan. Louder this time. It was coming from Mr. Hain’s office.
What was going on in there?
My mouth fell open. It sounded like someone was having sex.
I closed my mouth and stared at the opaque glass door. It stood ajar about an inch.
One irresistible inch.
I had to know what the receptionist and Mr. Hain were doing. Walking slowly, softly, I approached the glass door and peered through the opening.
Another moan drifted toward me. The receptionist’s voice. But I couldn’t see anything other than Mr. Hain’s desk and the bank of windows behind it. His office sofa, I realized, was to my right, behind the potted bamboo that stood just inside his office. The bamboo blocked my view of whatever they were doing on the sofa.
My heart pounding, I pushed the door open another inch. Still, the bamboo stood in the way.
I heard a deep male chuckle, then a light slap.
The woman let out a soft whimper that melted into a groan of pleasure.
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