“Let me go.” I struggle and aim a kick at his shin.
His laugh is scornful. “Not before you give me a better explanation.”
I bite my lower lip, trying to come up with something. “I just needed some time out.”
“Time out" You’ve got to be kidding. The only women who come in here on their own are hookers. High-class hookers who bribe the doorman.” His gaze roves over my body. “Either you’re a whore or a spy. Which one is it"”
An idea occurs to me. How I can extricate myself from this situation. “I’m a hooker,” my voice purrs.
I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. I’ve never been so blatant… like ever. But desperate times call for desperate measures. Once I’ve gotten his pants down around his legs I’ll make a run for it. I reach for his belt buckle with my free hand.
With a groan he lets go of my wrist and pushes me to my knees. “You better be good.”
I’ve never given a blow-job in my life. It wasn’t something I felt I could offer my ex, the only boyfriend I’ve ever had.
But I’m not gonna suck Blue Eyes off, am I"
This is only a means to an end.
I pull down his suit pants, and he releases his monster cock himself. Oh. My. God. There’s a ring-style piercing at the tip. Is that what they call a Prince Albert" I stare at it, fascinated.
“Like what you see, Kiska"”
Somehow, I don’t mind being called kitten by him.
Focus on the task at hand … You need to get out of here.
I jump to my feet and prepare to run.
But he grabs me by the hair, yanking me against him. “Oh, yes, you are good, little slut. But not as good as you think you are. Time you learned a lesson.”
He steps out of his pants and drags me over to his executive chair.
“What are you doing"” I yelp.
“Punishing you for attempting a fast one. I’m going to spank your ass.”
“And then you’ll let me go.” It’s more a statement than a question.
“One step at a time, Kiska. First, I will punish you… then we negotiate.”
He bends me over his knee, lifts my dress and pulls my panties down. The slaps come hard and fast. I can feel my face burning up but, at the same time, wetness is trickling out of me. Shit!
Warmth spreads across my ass and I start pushing my butt against his firm hand, his hardness pressing into my stomach.
This is insane.
“You like it, don’t you"”
His fingers dip down and find my slit.
One finger slips in easily. He adds a second and then a third. I rock against them.
Jesus, what has gotten into me"
Without warning he stands, pulling me to my feet and pushing his fingers between my lips. “Lick them clean.”
And I do, tasting myself for the first time ever. Tangy and musky.
God, I’ve totally lost my mind.
This man is a complete stranger. But he’s all man, and I want him.
I’ll never see him again.
It will be like we’re ships that pass in the night.
Something for me to remember while I work my ass off day after day in that restaurant.
“Please, fuck me,” I whimper.
He quirks a dark brow. “Sure"”
I nod, not trusting myself to speak.
We’re toe-to-toe. I raise my chin. He bends and crashes his mouth down. His tongue penetrates me as he deepens the kiss, his hand tugging my hair. He tastes of wine, lust and cigars. He strokes his other hand up my neck and presses his thumb into the hollow of my throat. I release a needy moan.
With ragged breaths, we draw apart, our eyes locked. His gaze is mesmerizing, and I’m like a rabbit caught in the headlights.
“You on the pill"”
I shake my head.
He pulls open the top drawer of his desk and extracts a small foil packet. He rips it wide with his teeth. “Put it on.”
I do as he asks, sliding the condom over his piercing and down his long, thick shaft. It’s massive… veined and swollen, twitching beneath my fingers. Sudden doubt spirals through me. But before I can say a word, Blue Eyes lifts me to my feet and pulls me to his body. “Wrap your legs around my waist, Kiska.”
The skirt of my dress has ridden up so high it’s below my tits. My panties and shoes are God knows where. I’m behaving out of character, but I don’t fucking care. With my thighs wrapped around him, and his hot breath in the air between us, the only thing I want is his cock.
Deep inside me.
He rubs the pierced head against my clit. My hips jerk once, twice, and then he’s thrusting, impaling me. He holds me under my arms and maneuvers me up against the wall.
I’m filled with him and it feels incredible.