I Need You Now: Standalone HEA Billionaire Alpha Male BDSM Erotica Contemporary Suspense Romance (Need Series #2) by O'Neill Cynthia P

Author:O'Neill, Cynthia P. [O'Neill, Cynthia P.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Need #3
Publisher: self-published
Published: 2015-05-25T04:00:00+00:00

AFTER I LEFT ETHAN’S room, I dialed Mr. Prescott. It was a bit late, but I knew he’d want to hear what we’d come up with.

I mentioned some of the ideas we’d come up with, not mentioning that I’d turned to Ethan for assistance—I’d bring that up the next day. “I’ve got an expert looking over the laptop you gave me for work to see if there are any signs of viruses. I’m hoping I’m wrong, but that might be the cause of all our problems. I’ll be coming in late tomorrow after I swing by to pick up the computer.”

Mr. Prescott told me it wouldn’t be a problem. I was already planning to slip a note underneath Gianna’s door so she’d know I would be delayed in the morning.

“I’d like to meet with you tomorrow morning, if you’re available to discuss a few things that are best handled in person.” I never liked requesting access to the company’s bank accounts over the phone.

I got back to the condo around ten that night, after stopping for some groceries at one of the 24-hour stores. I needed to kill some time. There wasn’t much I could do without my laptop for work.

I’d noticed when pulling into the garage that her lights were still on and she was asleep at her dining table again. I could tell the pressure to figure out why things were happening was taking its toll on her. I hated seeing the toll it was taking on her health.

Why do you care? It’s not like you’re going to sleep with her or anything. My subconscious needed to mind its own damn business. Even if Gianna didn’t want friendship, I was still concerned for her well-being.

I couldn’t explain the draw she had on me or why my body surged to life at even the smallest touch she had on my skin. There’d only been one person who had this effect on me—Vixen. I’d dreamt about her often, but the dreams were becoming fewer and farther between as Gianna began to take over her role. Why is that?

At times, she seemed too pure to be bound to a spanking bench or bent over a table or sofa. But the more I thought of Gianna wearing Vixen’s dress, the more it appealed to me, making me hard for her.

I’d been trying to push her lately, seeing if I could bring out the subtle hints of obedience I’d seen earlier. I needed to know if there was a true submissive lurking beneath the layers. I’ll admit her dominant nature toward her employees threw me for a loop. I would’ve easily pegged her for a Domme. But it was the moments behind the doors, behind the scenes that made me wonder.

I needed to stop thinking about this shit and get my stuff put away. The elevator had been torture, smelling that damn strawberries and champagne again. My mind flashed back to the club and relived the encounters with Vixen. Thank God I had grocery bags to cover the major wood I was sporting.

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