Serving the Billionaire by Bec Linder

Author:Bec Linder [Linder, Bec]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: billionaire erotica, alpha male, submissive, dominant, submission, sex club, billionaire, dominance submission, billionaire bdsm, Erotic Romance, BDSM, billionaire romance, dominance
Published: 2013-12-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

The cold air hit me like a frigid wall as I followed Carter out of the club. The neighborhood was always deserted at this time of night, and my hand automatically slid into my purse to curl around my can of mace. New York was pretty safe, but you never knew.

But I probably didn’t have to worry, with Carter there. I expected him to usher me into a sleek black town car, but instead he said, “My apartment is five blocks from here. Can you walk?”

“Of course,” I said, a little offended. Hadn’t he seen me walking around the club all evening? A few blocks in my heels wouldn’t kill me.

“Good,” he said. “Walking will be faster than calling my driver. I can’t wait that long to get you alone.”

I readjusted my scarf and pretended that I was only shivering from the cold.

Carter headed north, and I hurried to follow. Pretty soon, I was regretting my bravado. He was tall, and he walked quickly; I would have had a hard time keeping up with him even in my favorite shit-kicking boots, and in heels, it was basically impossible. And it was cold, an icy wind blowing off the Hudson. I wished he’d called his driver after all.

He glanced back and must have seen that I was struggling, because he immediately slowed his pace. “It’s not far now,” he said. “Only a few more blocks.”

“Sure,” I said. Inwardly, I was wondering what kind of billionaire walked places. I thought they took limos everywhere.

We traveled the remaining blocks in silence. Carter had his hands tucked in his coat pockets and was staring intently at the sidewalk. It was like he’d already forgotten I was there, and I was afraid to say anything and break the spell, remind him of how utterly insignificant I was. If I just kept my mouth shut, maybe he would forget. I wasn’t ready for the night to be over.

“Here we are,” he said after a few minutes, and I looked up. We were at the base of a modern glass skyscraper—the sort of building that I passed by every day, and wondered who had enough money to live there. I’d always wanted to go inside and see how the other half lived.

Now I had my chance. “You live here?” I asked. It was a stupid question, but the words spilled out of me before I could stop them. I swallowed and tried again. “I mean, I thought all billionaires lived overlooking Central Park.”

He chuckled. “Many of them do. That’s partly why I live here.” He ushered me into the lobby, an open space paneled in light wood, warmly lit and welcoming. He whisked me past the security guard and into the elevator, already waiting for us with open doors.

We went in. The doors slid shut. He took a step toward me, and another, and then he was pushing me up against the side of the elevator car and kissing me.

I clutched his coat in both hands and kissed him back.

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