“I guess I'll be the chaperone on this occasion because we know the sort of traps that women set up for rich folks,” Phil said. “Anyway, I'll see you in a short while. The plane is just about to touch down.”
“Holy, fucking cow, don’t tell me that it is already time,” Anthony said as the phone hung up.
He checked his watch and realized that he had slightly more than thirty minutes to go. He stopped the treadmill and wiped his face with a towel as he made his way out of the gym and to the changing rooms. He was all sweaty and hot, and it felt good stepping into the shower and turning on the cool water, letting it wash over his flesh. Five minutes later he walked out of the changing rooms all dressed up in a suit and crocodile leather shoes, a totally different man from the same man that had walked into the shower a moment ago.
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Anthony and Phil both sat listening to the speech being given by Stella. In the beginning, she had been a bundle of nerves, but now she had pulled herself together and was giving them the best speech of the day. She seemed to have all the details regarding their New York operations at her fingertips, something that really impressed Anthony.
“That is quite the girl,” Phil leaned over and said to him in a hushed voice as both men checked her out as if they couldn’t get enough of Stella. “And I must say that she is a combination of beauty and brains. Now I know exactly what you were talking about.”
“Don’t say that I didn’t tell you so, chaperone,” Anthony smiled at Phil as he talked without moving his lips.
“I think that if we put more investment into the offshore rigs we won't have as much spillage as some of the other firms,” she said with finality, looking around the room at the panel of directors. “Any questions?”
Everyone seemed satisfied with her explanations as there were hushed murmurs among the men in the room. A smile cracked over her face as she looked at Anthony before moving over to Phil, who was seated next to him.
“Well then, if there are no more questions, I guess that is it from the New York office,” she said as she turned off her microphone.
She had changed into a long dress that clung to her body in a sexy way, showing off all of her sexy curves. The dress had a slit right through the middle of the front, going up to somewhere slightly higher than her mid thighs, showing off the sexy bronzing skin. This woman seemed to have some sort of hold on him, the sort of hold where he only thought of fucking her and making her his. Anthony Burns always got what he wanted, and tonight he intended to make this sexy employee of theirs his for the taking.
She was seated on a chair down the conference table opposite him and as he looked through some documents, he could see the way that she checked him out through the corners of her eyes. There was that hungry look in her eyes that he knew only too well, totally revealing what was on her mind. The thought made his dick ache in his pants, his balls tightening with anticipation. She wasn’t yet his, but he would make it his ambition to conquer her world. The meeting seemed to be taking forever to end and yet they were just rotating around on what they already knew. This was just a formality that had to be done, and on this particular evening, he was way too impatient.
“You okay? You keep looking at your watch as if you're late for another meeting,” Phil's voice was low and close to Anthony's ear as if they were discussing business. “Remember, we are the bosses now, and you can call off the meeting if you're bored.”
“You know what, I think you have a point there,” Anthony said, standing up and silencing the room with a wave of his hand before addressing them. “I am sorry to have to cut this meeting prematurely short. Phil and I are going to take all of your considerations very seriously. In the meantime, we would like to invite all of you to join us for drinks at the VIP bar upstairs.”
There was an applause from everyone in the room, prompting him to wait for them to finish.
“Based on your presentations, some of you might be getting promotions, while others will have to work a little harder to meet the targets,” Anthony continued after they had quietened down. “That is something that Phil and I will look into and you'll all have the answers by the time you're checking out of the hotel at noon tomorrow.”
“Shall we,” Phil said, standing up and leading the way out the door of the conference room.
Chapter 5
Stella Crest
Stella was totally confused. The good thing was that the board meeting had gone better than she had planned. The champagne that she had drunk earlier in the limo with Anthony and the fact that she had already created some sort of rapport with him had made things easier for her. Right now she wanted to shout at the top of her voice and let everyone know just how happy she was.
At the same time, Stella was very confused. She obviously had a crush on Anthony, but her other boss, Phil, was equally sexy and the two men looked like they were great friends. Both of them had paid her unlimited attention and during her speech, Phil had even winked at her, urging her on. He had ravaging green eyes that looked as if they saw right through her, making Stella wonder if Phil knew that she had a crush on the billionaire owners of Tubman Petroleum.
As she hurried out of the conference room, she headed for the elevator to take the car up to her room.
“That was a very good speech that you gave back there, Ms. Crest,” a male voice made her freeze in her steps. “Don’t tell me that you're already calling it a day.”
She turned around slowly to face Phil's overwhelming presence. He was slightly taller and broader than Anthony, and Stella guessed that both men were about the same age. His skin was a darker tone as compared to Anthony's, his beard cut into a neat mustache and goatee.
“Thanks, Mr. Bosnan, I guess it is a part of the job,” she replied slowly, blushing deeply at the way that he was looking at her.
Stella had spent the tie in the meeting checking him out, and although she had thought of how hot he looked, now that he was so close, she realized that he had the same sort of effect that Anthony had on her. She felt vulnerable around him, arousal that she couldn’t explain rising within her in ways that made her water in between her thighs. She had to shift her thighs, rubbing her inner thighs together to make her feel a little better. For the first time, she regretted wearing underwear because she felt as if the heat down there was unbearable.
“Don’t tell me that you're already calling it a day,” Phil said, bringing her mind back to the reality.
“I was actually feeling a little exhausted and wanted to take a nap,” she couldn’t think of anything better to say.
“The best way to handle exhaustion is by having a drink to make you feel better,” Phil smiled at her, making her blush as she checked out his swollen lips, imagining them against her own. “and especially since you'll be in LA for a couple more day.”
“How did you know that?” she was a little surprised.
“Well, Anthony and I are best friends and also business partners. He told me that you intended to stay for a bit here before heading back to New York.” His eyes were on her cleavage and she wondered if her breasts were standing okay, especially since she had voluptuous ones.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, just as Anthony caught up with them.
“What’s up, folks? Aren’t you guys joining us? Phil, I see that you’ve already met this gorgeous lady,” he said, and to Stella's astonishment, he walked over to her and put an arm around her shoulder, squeezing one of the bare edges of her hands and sending a zing all the way down to her throbbing pussy.
“Well, yes, and I must admit that you were right,” Phil said, looking at Anthony briefly and then turning back to study Stella as if she was a sex specimen. “Stella is an absolutely stunning woman who could drive the whole city wild.”
Stella blushed deeply at the thought that the two men had been talking about her. “Why don’t you guys let me dash up to my room so that I can change into something more appropriate for the evening.”
“Well, I think that you look great,
as you are,” Anthony squeezed her shoulder once again.
“I'm also feeling a little stuffy and need to refresh myself a little,” she stood rooted to the place despite saying that she was off to her suite.
“I have a better idea,” Anthony said, turning to look at Phil. “Phil, why don’t you go and get the party started in there. I'll just escort Stella to her room and bring her back in no time at all.”
“Really, sir, I don’t think that will be necessary at all,” she replied a little too quickly, wondering what exactly it was that Anthony wanted to do with her in her room alone, the thought making her heart skip a beat. “I'll only be a few minutes.”
“Well, I insist because such a beautiful woman should not be left alone even for a second,” he said, taking a hold of her hand and steering her toward the elevator as Phil looked on, disappointment clinging to his face.
“You guys are my bosses and you already want to spoil me silly when it should be the other way around,” she said as the elevator door slid open and he ushered her into the car, following her closely behind.
“Are you married, Ms. Crest?” he asked, getting her completely off guard.
“What?” she looked surprised.
“There’s really nothing for you to worry about. It’s just an innocent question because I realized that you weren’t wearing a wedding ring and I wondered how blind the guys in New York are,” he stood facing her, placing his hands on both of her shoulders and holding her at arms-length.
Stella was finding it hard to breathe from the way that he was treating her. She felt goose bumps forming on her arms as her nipples hardened into tight pebbles.
“Hey, what’s wrong? Hasn’t anyone ever told you that you're a very sexy big bodied woman?” He moved a step closer to her, his chest flicking over hers as his scent filled her space.
“Sir—”
“Shh, stop calling me sir all the time. You can call me Anthony or Tony.” She could feel his breath against her face as he spoke.
Her mind was confused and the arousal she felt was killing her. It was then that Stella actually realized that she was still a virgin that was headed for thirty. The most shocking thing was the fact that she was ready to surrender herself to this billionaire. All that he had to do was ask. She had never felt so appreciated in her life before. So many broke guys had looked down upon her and yet this handsome billionaire that had it all had a way of making her feel like a queen.
His lips touched hers lightly and Stella felt as if she was going to faint. He touched her chin with his hand as his lips closed in on hers once again, this time their lips locking tightly together as her lips eased open to let his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues started dancing together erotically in their mouths as their bodies pressed against each other in the elevator. Stella felt her blood rushing through her body, every nerve within her come alive. She had kissed before, but she had never felt it being as intense as how she felt right now.
She moaned into his mouth as she felt his hands moving over her body, settling on her breasts and massaging them softly. The desire that Stella felt was so intense. She felt like stripping for Anthony right there and letting him have his way with her, however, he wanted. She was wet in all the right places and it looked like the billionaire knew all the right buttons to touch to take her to the next level of arousal. He pinched her nipples through the material of the bra she was wearing, prompting Stella to stand on her knees. She wanted this billionaire more than she had ever wanted anything, even though she knew that it was breaking the rules since he was also her boss, she was ready to bow down to any demands that he might have.
The elevator suddenly came to a stop and the doors slid open, prompting Anthony and Stella to pull apart. Stella quickly straightening her dress. A wave of embarrassment swept through her when an elderly couple stood outside the elevator looking at them in a reproaching manner as if they were some naughty children.
“Come on, I'm guessing that your room is on this floor, right?” Anthony seemed to totally ignore the couple, taking her hand and leading her out of the car.
“Yes,” she managed a breathless whisper, avoiding eye contact with the couple.
Anthony walked a step before her and as she studied him, she realized that there was a huge bulge on the crotch of his pants. She didn’t want to imagine what was causing the bulge and what it intended to do to her innocence.
“What’s your room number?”
She heard the voice as if was in a dream. Yes, this definitely had to be a dream because such a handsome billionaire could get any woman that he wanted, one of those slender models with the sort of bodies that every man dreamed of. She looked down at her body to make sure that it was her and not some other woman.
“Stella, you're in a world of your own,” Anthony said, waving a hand before her eyes and bringing her back to reality. “What is your room number.”
“I'm sorry,” she said, reaching into her handbag for her card key and handing it to him.
Chapter 6
Anthony Burns
“Here we are,” Anthony said, unlocking the door with the card key just as his cell phone went off. Cursing under his breath, he pulled the cell phone out of his pocket and checked the caller ID—Phil.
“No, take the call,” Stella patted his hand as he was about to slip the phone back into his pocket, prompting him to take the call.
“Tony, you have to come here immediately,” Phil said into the phone urgently.
“Okay, what is it now, Phil?” he was disappointed, talking in a way to show Phil that he was busy right now.
“I wouldn’t have called you if this wasn’t serious,” Phil said. “Our dads are here and they insist on handing over the company to us officially in front of everyone.”
“Fuck,” Anthony said quietly. “Did they have to do it right now? Okay, we will be down in a minute.”
“What is it, Anthony?” Stella asked as he slid the phone back into his pocket, a look of worry on her face.
“My dad. He has come and would like us downstairs,” he said absentmindedly, his cock aching in his pants since he had been looking forward to having some mind-blowing sex with Stella for the rest of the evening.
“Including me? What does that have to do with me?” she looked surprised as she walked toward the bed, leaving his eyes trailing after her butt as he kicked the door shut.
Anthony realized his mistake and went ahead to explain to her about their parents retiring from the helm of the company and handing it down to the sons, and the fact that they wanted to hand over officially tonight when the company officials were present.
“Well, that’s the story. So you had better get changed so that we can head downstairs before they send someone to find me,” he said, taking a step into the room.
“Okay, why don’t you get out so that I can get changed,” she looked at him nervously, and in her eyes, he could see her need for a man.
He took a step toward her, putting his hands over her cheeks and pulling her face close to his.
“I want you so badly, Stella, and I'm gonna make you mine,” his voice was low and husky, his lips touching hers lightly as she trembled to his touch.
“Anthony, what are you doing?” she whispered.
“I'm telling you that as soon as the meeting is done, I intend to make love to you until you scream out my name,” he said confidently as his hands moved from her cheeks down to her breasts, pinching her huge erect nipples with just the right amount of pressure to make her eyes widen with desire, mouth dropping open. “Is that clear?”
She nodded, her hand moving over his chest, tracing a long nail over his shirt down to his belly, before brushing the hand over his crotch. Her hand was shaking as she wrapped her fingers around his pecker and started jerking it through the material of his pants. The fact that he never wore underwear meant that she could grip it nicely. She gasped, probably at the thickness of the love rod that intended to plow through her sex tonight.
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p; “Well then, since I gonna spend the night naked with you in bed, doing things that adults do, act like a grown-up women and change your clothes without sending me out,” he said, taking a hold of her hand and pressing it harder onto his dick. “I can see you're already testing the waters. Get changed, there will be plenty of time for this later.”
She removed her hand from his crotch and reached behind her dress, pulling open a button and setting it free. She then slid the dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground, leaving her standing there in a matching bra, corset, and thong. Anthony had never seen a sexier looking woman. She had a fine figure, and although she had a big body, she didn’t have an ounce of fat on her. As he stood there watching, Stella removed her corset, tossing it onto the bed before walking over to her bags. Anthony felt as if his dick was going to explode with all the desire that he felt, and especially when he noted the moist patch that was visible in between her thighs, on her thong. The woman wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
As she bent forward to check through her bags, Anthony moved closer to her and ran his hands over the bare skin of her butt. Exquisite. She trembled as he slapped the butt cheek softly, moving away from him. he stood behind her as she leaned forward checking through her bags and acting as if he wasn’t there. Anthony couldn’t resist the temptation to run his hand through her inner thighs, letting a finger rub over her pussy. He felt her swollen clit through the light material of the thong, and she moved away when he touched her. He had to restrain himself, pulling his hand away and moving away from her as he watched her changing into another dress. This was a long dress that held onto her body in a sexy manner, showing off the voluptuous figure.
Chapter 7
Stella Crest
She sat sandwiched between Anthony and Phil at the table that had quickly been set up in the bar, and the elderly men addressing them were Anthony and Phil's fathers. They were older replicas of the younger men and although they still seemed pretty youthful for their ages, they seemed pretty traditional. These are probably the men who Henry had encountered at the last meeting and the reason why he hadn’t attended this one.
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