At His Instruction: The Billionaire's Beck and Call, Part 5 (A BDSM Erotic Romance) (3 page)
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Authors: Delilah Fawkes
“You have
no idea. You?”
“Good,
good. But we didn’t come here to exchange pleasantries, did we?”
There was
something very familiar about that voice. It had a sarcastic edge to it that I
remembered from… somewhere. I relaxed my throat and leaned down, taking as much
of him as I could into my mouth. Mr. Drake’s thigh tensed against the side of
my face.
“Fair
enough, Lex. What have you got for me?”
Lex. The business partner.
I wondered what he’d think of Mr. Drake if he
knew what was happening right under his nose. My pussy leaked onto my thigh at
the thought of him, just a couple of feet away, oblivious to the naked woman
sucking cock beneath the desk.
There was
a slap as a stack of paper fell onto the desk.
“Our
projections look like they were wrong, Chase. Earnings were down, but not
enough to worry about yet. It’s probably just the economy catching up to us.”
“How much…
how much are we talking about?”
I
suppressed a giggle under the desk. I’d just sucked one of his balls into my
mouth, rolling my tongue over it before moving to the other, making him skip a
beat. I was impressed that Mr. Drake was keeping it together so well. It felt
like sweet revenge for making me wear that vibrator to his party. I never
thought torturing him would feel so good. He did ask for it, after all.
“Like I
said. It’s nothing to worry about. Here are the figures if you’d like to look
through them later. We’re just down a percentage or two instead of the growth
we’d hoped for.”
Mr. Drake
grunted, either in displeasure at the news, or because I’d just taken his
length all the way into my mouth again, and was busy quietly pumping up and
down, running my tongue over the bottom ridge the whole way.
His hand
reached down and grabbed my braid, holding me onto him. The tip of his cock hit
the back of my throat, and I breathed through my nose, willing myself not to
gag. He tensed, and then he was cumming, his saltiness filling my mouth. I suppressed
a groan and swallowed greedily, drinking him in.
“Thank you
for gathering those numbers, Lex. If I have any questions, I’ll give you a
call.”
Boy, was
he smooth. He was cool as a cucumber, even after what felt to me like an
intense orgasm.
There was
a sharp rap at the door, then the sound of it swinging open before Mr. Drake
could say ‘come in.’
“There you
are, Chasey,” a female voice cooed. “Your secretary wasn’t out there, so I just
let myself in. I hope I’m not interrupting.”
Chasey?
I sat back, releasing Mr. Drake from between my lips, and listened
hard.
“Veronica?
What the hell are you doing here?”
The coldness
of Mr. Drake’s tone made me relax a little. I just hoped he wouldn’t have to go
anywhere, considering what we’d just been doing.
“Now, now,
Chase,” Lex teased. “Is that any way to talk to the future Mrs. Drake?”
I sat up
with a start, bumping my head on the bottom of the desk. I winced silently.
Did he just say what I thought he said?
A
feminine giggle masked the sound, making the hair on my neck stand on end. Suddenly,
the cuffs on my wrists chafed, and I wished I were anywhere but here.
“It’s okay. You know how he gets. He’s just a
cranky puss, aren’t you Chasey?”
If I had
to listen to this for too much longer, I was in danger of puking on Mr. Drake’s
shoes. Who was this woman?
“Please,
Veronica. Now isn’t a good time.”
His tone
was dark. Forceful. But from the sound of her grating laugh, it had no effect
on this
Veronica
.
“It’s
never a good time! I’m not leaving until you agree to join me for dinner at
your parents’ house tonight. They invited us, but said you haven’t returned any
of their calls, you naughty thing.”
I wanted
to growl in frustration, trapped like a naked rat under his desk. I shouldn’t
be here. I shouldn’t be hearing these things.
An
exasperated sigh met my ears.
“I have
some things to wrap up here, Veronica, and then can meet you downstairs. We’ll
discuss it there. Lex, if you’ll please escort her to the lobby?”
There was
the sound of shuffling paper, and Mr. Drake tapping a pen on the desk
impatiently.
“Always a
pleasure Chase,” Lex said.
There was
the sound of a huffy female sigh, then footsteps. The door clicked shut and
silence filled the office. Mr. Drake waited for a few moments before tucking
himself back into his pants and sliding his chair back.
“Isa… It’s
not what it sounds like.”
Humiliation
coursing through me, I clambered out from under the desk and turned around,
holding my wrists out.
“Let me
go.”
He worked
the buckle on one cuff, rubbing my wrist. Tears stung my eyes. I wanted to pull
away. I wanted to gather my clothing and leave and never speak to him again.
But when he rubbed my wrist that way, part of me wanted to stay, to believe
that things weren’t how they seemed.
But then
who was that woman? And why had Lex called her “the future Mrs. Drake?”
He
released the other cuff. “Isa, she’s a friend of the family.”
I turned
around, my eyes on the floor, avoiding his. “I see.”
She’s rich. She’s one of them.
I reached for the drawer where he’d stashed
my clothing, and a tear rolled down my cheek, despite my best efforts to hold
it in.
I’m just a secretary in borrowed
clothing. How can I compete with that?
Mr. Drake
touched my shoulder as I jammed my legs into the skirt and zipped it up.
“I want
you. No one else.”
“Then
you’re not going to dinner with her?”
I buttoned
the blouse, my fingers shaking as I worked.
“I… I have
to go.”
I slid on
my heels and grabbed my purse, spilling chapstick and receipts onto the floor.
“Then, so do I.”
And before
he could say anything else, I walked out of the office and slammed the door,
leaving Chase Drake stunned and silent. I stabbed at the elevator button, the
light blurring through the tears now flowing freely down my cheeks.
I expected
the office door to open and for him to come after me. To tell me again that I
was the one, not her. I waited to hear him call my name.
The bell
chimed, and the elevator slid open. I took a deep breath, and stepped inside.
***
To Be
Continued…
The next installment of “The Billionaire’s
Beck and Call” Series by Delilah Fawkes is coming soon!
***
Don’t miss the other parts of this sizzling
series, available now!
At His Service: The Billionaire’s Beck and
Call, Part 1
At
His Mercy: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 2
When dashing
billionaire, Chase Drake, tells his assistant he won't lose control again and
punish her, she's determined to prove him wrong. But he remains true to his
word, frustrating her and making her wonder if the connection they had was all
in her head.
After she misses
the bus home, he offers to drive her, but a simple ride soon turns into an
evening of wining and dining that culminates on her spending the night in his
guest room.
When she hears him
up in the middle of the night, her curiosity gets the best of her and she spies
on him. Mr. Drake is hiding something, and discovering what it is may just
result in the night of her life.
At
His Command: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 3
Isabeau Willcox
feels like she's living in a dream. Brooding billionaire Chase Drake wants her,
and what's more, he wants to show her his world, his darker side that includes
a secret sex dungeon and deliciously naughty toys that spark her imagination
and make her knees weak.
When he shackles her and makes her his slave,
she's brought to heights she never imagined. But when he asks to make their
arrangement more permanent, she remembers how quickly he's dismissed previous
assistants.
Will he tire of her
and drop her like all the rest? Or is this the love she's been waiting for?
At
His Insistence: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part
4
When Isabeau
reveals to Mr. Drake that she's not ready to be his slave, he refuses to share
his bed with her, giving her time to think about what she really wants. Will
she let fear get in the way of the best thing that's ever happened to her?
When she decides to
take a leap of faith, he's one step ahead of her, sending a car to bring her to
him as his date to an extravagant party, with one thing in mind: punishing her
for her lack of trust in a way that will make her squirm.
Will Isabeau
succumb to fear, or will she finally give Mr. Drake the control he desires?
***
About the Author
A former
kindergarten teacher, turned raunchy smut slinger, Delilah Fawkes delights in
bringing you only the naughtiest of stories for your reading pleasure.
From
schoolgirls getting spanked, to people literally getting tied up at the office,
she loves bringing the hottest stories straight to your kindle.
Enjoy, and
keep a lookout for more sizzling stories that will make you need some
"alone time!"
For more
Delilah Fawkes stories, visit
her
blog
or check out her
author page
.
Other
Stories by Delilah Fawkes:
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Bisexual Erotica Bundle (Four Sizzling Sex Stories
Fucked
by Father Daniels (MM Erotica)
Gay
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Blackmailed by the Professor (M/f/m Menage)
I
Fucked the Swamp Creature! (Monster Sex)
I
Fucked the Wolfman! (Monster Sex)
I
Fucked the Mummy! (Monster Sex)
I
Fucked Dracula! (Monster Sex)
I
Fucked Frankenstein’s Monster! (Monster Sex)
I
Fucked the Invisible Man! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked Cthulhu! (Monster Sex/Tentacle Sex)
The
Little Virgin Mermaid (An Erotic Fairytale Parody)
The XXX-Files (An Erotic Sci Fi Parody)
Tricks
for Treats (Holiday Whores)
