VIP: Taken By the Billionaire by Tasha Fawkes

Author:Tasha Fawkes [Fawkes, Tasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: New Adult Romance
Publisher: Safira Press LLC
Published: 2017-01-23T16:00:00+00:00

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Charles leads the Rolls home while I still contemplate the file in my briefcase. Daniela’s face seems to have imprinted on my mind. I see it so clearly.

She makes my dick so fucking hard.

There’s no way I can keep this up until tomorrow. I need to find some release – and soon. I pull out my phone and scroll through the contacts.

Ah, she’ll do. I remember her being a very submissive partner. She took it all and then would beg for more. That’s exactly what I need to get this cock to calm down, to give someone a good spanking before I go nuts.

I hit the icon and wait. It doesn’t take long for her to answer. “Hello?”

“I’d like to see you this evening.”

“I-I’m sorry,” she stutters. “I already have plans. It’s been so long, I hadn’t known. Perhaps tomorrow?”

“Absolutely not,” I say abruptly, enjoying the dominance already. “You don’t speak unless spoken to, and you certainly don’t make suggestions,” I scold her. “I’ll tell you if, when, and where.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispers. “You’re in control as always, Sir.”

“That’s right,” I growl back. “Don’t ever forget it.”

“No, Sir.”

“I’ll punish you for that another time – at my convenience, understood? In the meantime, you may wait for my call. I may call again, someday – if you’re lucky.” I disconnect before she can respond.

The file somehow finds its way out of my briefcase and into my hands. I flip through its pages and find the address I remember seeing earlier.

“Charles?”

“Yes, sir?”

“I’d like to go for a burger.” I give him the address and sit back. It goes against protocol, but what can it hurt? She doesn’t know who I am. I’ll just watch for a bit. I can’t wait until tomorrow. I must see her now.

Charles drops me out front, and I walk into the bar. It takes no time at all to spot her, almost like the connection between us draws me to her. I sit in a far corner booth away from her section to watch her undetected.

Look at her. She’s so fucking exquisite. She doesn’t belong here. Not doing some menial job like this. She should be mine to play with instead. I can picture her now, trussed up in my favorite VIP room of Club Fantasy – the hottest NYC sex club there is, and one of my regular hang-outs.

In my mind, I can already picture her thighs as they shiver with anticipation of my touch. She won’t be able to see through the blindfold. I’ll alternate between stinging slaps and gentle caresses so that she’ll never know what’s coming next. Maybe she’ll beg for me to stop.

Maybe she’ll beg for more.

My raging hard-on needs an adjustment, and as I do that and prepare to go rescue Daniela to show her how good I can make a life for her, my phone buzzes. Well, fuck. Madame X’s icon flashes on the screen.

“Hello?” I answer.

“Sir,” Madame X says. I can hear the frustration in her voice already. “I know that you’re a new client, but I have to insist that you follow our guidelines.

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