His Lewd Desires : Servicing the Billionaire Part 6 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
Published by Adriana Rossi
Copyright 2012 Adriana Rossi
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“Would you like an in-flight magazine?”
Mary looked at the glossy, erotic cover of the magazine that the stewardess offered her, Bound and Gagged Quarterly , which featured a buxom blonde with duck tape plastered over her mouth. Her eyes looked up under her thick lashes seductively.
“Ah!” cried Mr. White in delight. “This is the new issue? I must have one.”
He reached over her lap and took the magazine from the stewardess, who smiled and walked away.
Mary shook her head in disbelief as the stewardess walked away in her bondage suit. She looked at her side, watching Mr. White sink into his plush flight chair as he flipped the pages of the magazine and settled on an article titled: “10 Games to Play with Your Sub.”
“Mr. White?” she prompted.
He grunted to indicate that he was listening.
“Don’t you think that you should tell me more about this meeting?”
The leather chair creaked slightly as he sat upright. “It’s more of a meet and greet for the new branch.”
“New branch?” Mary ejaculated. Had she neglected to read a few emails? “You didn’t say.”
Mr. White gave her a wide grin, as if he had been bursting for the opportunity to tell someone. “We’re merging with Sheffield Malls,” he said in a fast voice. “I made the deal early this week, but it hasn’t been announced yet.”
“What?” she shrieked. The blanket on her knees slid from her lap and pooled on the floor. “Y—you bought our biggest competitor?”
“Yes, I did!” His face cracked into a wide smile, his eyes bright with happiness.
“Mr. White,” she sputtered. “That’s incredible news. Why haven’t you told anyone yet?”
The magazine pages flipped as he turned his attention back to its pages. “We’re going to the meet and greet so that I can evaluate them. Some will be moving to our branch. I was going to make an announcement when we got back. Anyways, it should be in the papers.”
“Here we are,” said the flight attendant, who was carrying a tray with two glasses filled with bubbling champagne. One had a curious, red color.
“Blood infused champagne, sir.”
“Ahh, thank you,” he said as she handed him the glass.
Mary took the other one and raised it. “To the merger.”
Smiling, he tapped his glass to hers and threw his head back, draining it in one shot.
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When the last of the elevator’s occupants left, Mr. White closed the distance between them and pinned her to the wall.
“Mr. White!” she squeaked as he hiked up her dress.
“I don’t care,” he growled into her ear. “I need your sweet pussy wrapped around my cock, now.”
He pulled her panties down her creamy thighs and lifted her so that she straddled his waist. His face was buried in her breasts as he shoved his slacks down and took her bare ass in his hands.
Mary gasped as his cock forced through her pussy, which was soaked with arousal.
The lights on the elevator glowed as they passed each floor, Mary anticipating the moment when the doors would open and they would be caught.
He gave her breasts a wet kiss as he plunged inside her, his thickness parting aside her walls as it drove inward. Her back rubbed against the mirrored elevator. She could see Mr. White’s ass flexing in the mirrors as he thrust inside her, his dark brown locks buried in her tits, and her own face, red and open-mouthed.
Ding!
“Oh, God!” she moaned as the elevator stopped.
Unfinished, Mr. White reached around and hit the emergency button so that the doors stayed closed. Mary tightened her
Published by Adriana Rossi
Copyright 2012 Adriana Rossi
Discover other titles by Adriana Rossi at Kobo
* * *
All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author or the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in critical reviews.
* * *
“Would you like an in-flight magazine?”
Mary looked at the glossy, erotic cover of the magazine that the stewardess offered her, Bound and Gagged Quarterly , which featured a buxom blonde with duck tape plastered over her mouth. Her eyes looked up under her thick lashes seductively.
“Ah!” cried Mr. White in delight. “This is the new issue? I must have one.”
He reached over her lap and took the magazine from the stewardess, who smiled and walked away.
Mary shook her head in disbelief as the stewardess walked away in her bondage suit. She looked at her side, watching Mr. White sink into his plush flight chair as he flipped the pages of the magazine and settled on an article titled: “10 Games to Play with Your Sub.”
“Mr. White?” she prompted.
He grunted to indicate that he was listening.
“Don’t you think that you should tell me more about this meeting?”
The leather chair creaked slightly as he sat upright. “It’s more of a meet and greet for the new branch.”
“New branch?” Mary ejaculated. Had she neglected to read a few emails? “You didn’t say.”
Mr. White gave her a wide grin, as if he had been bursting for the opportunity to tell someone. “We’re merging with Sheffield Malls,” he said in a fast voice. “I made the deal early this week, but it hasn’t been announced yet.”
“What?” she shrieked. The blanket on her knees slid from her lap and pooled on the floor. “Y—you bought our biggest competitor?”
“Yes, I did!” His face cracked into a wide smile, his eyes bright with happiness.
“Mr. White,” she sputtered. “That’s incredible news. Why haven’t you told anyone yet?”
The magazine pages flipped as he turned his attention back to its pages. “We’re going to the meet and greet so that I can evaluate them. Some will be moving to our branch. I was going to make an announcement when we got back. Anyways, it should be in the papers.”
“Here we are,” said the flight attendant, who was carrying a tray with two glasses filled with bubbling champagne. One had a curious, red color.
“Blood infused champagne, sir.”
“Ahh, thank you,” he said as she handed him the glass.
Mary took the other one and raised it. “To the merger.”
Smiling, he tapped his glass to hers and threw his head back, draining it in one shot.
* * *
When the last of the elevator’s occupants left, Mr. White closed the distance between them and pinned her to the wall.
“Mr. White!” she squeaked as he hiked up her dress.
“I don’t care,” he growled into her ear. “I need your sweet pussy wrapped around my cock, now.”
He pulled her panties down her creamy thighs and lifted her so that she straddled his waist. His face was buried in her breasts as he shoved his slacks down and took her bare ass in his hands.
Mary gasped as his cock forced through her pussy, which was soaked with arousal.
The lights on the elevator glowed as they passed each floor, Mary anticipating the moment when the doors would open and they would be caught.
He gave her breasts a wet kiss as he plunged inside her, his thickness parting aside her walls as it drove inward. Her back rubbed against the mirrored elevator. She could see Mr. White’s ass flexing in the mirrors as he thrust inside her, his dark brown locks buried in her tits, and her own face, red and open-mouthed.
Ding!
“Oh, God!” she moaned as the elevator stopped.
Unfinished, Mr. White reached around and hit the emergency button so that the doors stayed closed. Mary tightened her
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