For His Pleasure, Book 1 (The Submission of Miss Masters, Domination, BDSM) by Favor Kelly

Author:Favor, Kelly [Favor, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-06-27T16:00:00+00:00

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The weekend was interminable. Friday night, she and Danielle went out to a local dive bar and had margaritas. Danielle was in rare form, flirting with any halfway attractive guy, mostly trying to get free drinks. She had no shame when it came to grifting her way through a night on the town.

“The city is so expensive, how can I afford to go out if I can’t get a guy to subsidize me?” she said, after Nicole asked her how she could so brazenly coerce men into paying for her drinks.

Nicole was a little loose from her one margarita. Sitting together at a high top table while the male vultures circled them like prey, Danielle asked her about Red Jameson.

“So, have you seen him around the office at all?”

“Who?” Nicole said, licking the last bits of salt off the rim of her glass.

“You know who. The famously hot CEO that runs the company you work at.”

A thrill of excitement followed by a wave of sadness. “Mr. Jameson?”

“Hell, yeah. Do you ever see him walking through the halls or anything?”

She smiled.

“You do! He talks to you, doesn’t he? Tell me, Nicole.”

“There’s nothing to tell.” Nicole picked up her glass and sipped the dregs of her drink—it was strong, most of the alcohol was at the bottom.

“Bullshit. I know something’s happened, I can see it on your face. Did he say hi to you or something?”

“Well…”

“Ha! I knew it. Now talk.”

“He did bring me into his office once,” she said slowly, enjoying the look of absolute shock as Danielle registered the information.

“Bullshit.”

“Fine, you don’t believe me. Why’d you ask then?”

One of the vultures came in for a landing. A slick kid who looked like he’d never even shaved a day in his life. Justin Bieber groupies would probably love him, but he wasn’t Nicole’s type at all. “Hey, ladies, you look like you could use a refill,” he said.

“Oh, how nice—they sent over a waiter,” Danielle replied, batting her eyelashes.

“Nah, I’m not a waiter. I just noticed you two looked thirsty is all.” Now that he was apparently having success, his wingman sidled up next to Nicole. The wingman’s cologne was pungent and overwhelming.

“You girls come here a lot?” he shouted into Nicole’s ear.

“No,” she answered flatly and turned away from him.

She was hoping they’d take the hint, but Danielle apparently was a Justin Bieber fan, and the two of them were now gabbing away.

So for the next forty-five minutes, Nicole endured the pestering flirtations of Justin Bieber’s cologne drenched pal, trying her best to stick it out for Danielle’s sake.

Eventually Danielle even invited the two suitors back to her and Nicole’s apartment, to which Nicole shook her head. “I’m tired, I won’t be staying up.”

“Oh, come on—don’t be like that,” Cologne Guy said.

“Yeah, hang with us,” Bieber smiled.

Danielle gave her a pleading look, but she’d already done enough sacrificing.

“Sorry, I need to be up early.”

“For what?” Danielle said.

“I have work to do.”

“Staring at pictures of your boss online is considered work now?”

“Shut up, Danielle, you’re drunk.

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