Mask of Desire (Falling for the Billionaire #2) by Karolyn James Page B

whispered.
    She shocked herself saying that. 
For the past month, she and Bradley had nothing but a physically demanding
relationship with him in constant control.  Becky didn’t mind because it came
with its own set of benefits.  Certain bills and debts that had fallen way
behind were now suddenly either caught up or paid off.  When her car refused to
start one frost filled morning and she showed up to Bradley’s office just ten
minutes late, the next morning a brand new car waited outside her apartment.
    She never asked, she never thanked
Bradley either.  He spoke of it once, telling her that everything he did was
just part of the deal.  The transaction.  Everything leading to moments like
Bradley spanking her and preparing her for this mystery meeting that was just a
week away. 
    “Fuck you?” Bradley asked.  “Listen
to that horrible mouth of yours.”
    “You asked, so I’m telling you…”
    “You want me to fuck you?”
    Bradley cupped her ass, his pinkies
cutting between her cheeks, testing near her warm slit.
    “I want you to fuck me,” Becky
said.  “Right here.  At the window.”
    It had been a fantasy rolling
through Becky’s mind from the moment she saw the window.  The opportunity just
never came to take advantage of it, until now.
    Bradley didn’t respond to Becky’s
request.
    He took action, never wanting to
give up his command.  He moved under her ass some more, allowing all his
fingers to touch her moist spot.  As she stuck herself out towards Bradley, he
could see her glistening skin, her smooth flesh, and with the gentle movement
of his fingers, he saw her hole, tender and slightly open. 
    Using one hand, Bradley handled
himself, pulling at his belt first, then working the clip on his pants and
finally, his zipper.  He preferred to fuck Becky with his pants down and if
they were in a different spot, or had more time, he’d prefer them to be naked. 
There was something about his skin touching her skin just pleased him.  It was
a sense of pleasing that he only felt when it came to business and money.  To
have it with another person over something physical like sex was foreign but
Bradley thoroughly enjoyed it.
    He took himself into his hand,
holding tight around the base of his brand new erection.  His pants were down
to his ankles, along with his boxers.  He placed himself to Becky, remaining
still, moving just his erection around her, making his presence well known. 
    Becky could feel the ends of his
shirt rubbing against her backside, tickling her a little.  She resisted the
urge to move away as Bradley’s thickness began to enter her.  He was the most
wild lover she ever had and the power he commanded in and out of his multi
billion dollar company came through during sex too.
    He was inside of Becky before she
could exhale her deep breath she had taken, trying to prepare herself for
Bradley.
    His hands rested with ease on her
ass and gradually worked to her hips, one of his favorites spots on Becky.  He
liked to hold her there, gripping her, pulling her, forcing Becky to fuck him
as he fucked her. 
    Becky put her head down and started
to rock her body, easing herself onto Bradley, feeling her tenderness throbbing
and pulling at him.  Bradley’s hands moved Becky’s body faster and faster
before he finally started to thrust at her.  The motion quickly grew intense
and fast, the way Bradley needed it. 
    Becky lifted her head and looked
out the window, across the small city and beyond.  Bradley had assured her that
nobody could see inside the office window and since the building was the
tallest in the city, it really didn’t matter.  There was, however, a small
feeling of excitement rolling through Becky, wondering what it would be like if
someone was able to see them right now.  To see her hands flat against the
glass, moving left to right, up and down, with Bradley’s hard thrusts.  To see
her face full of pleasure, her deep breaths and moans fogging the