Everything He Fears (2 page)

“
I'm
sure
it
is.
”
I
struggled
for
breath.

He
gazed
back
down
at
his
phone.
“
I'm
sorry.
I
have
work
to
do.
Calls
to
make,
and
I
need
some
privacy.
”

I
started.
“
Really?
”

“
Yes.
I
just
hired
you.
”

“
What
about
trust?
”
I
threw
the
question
he'd
asked
me
upon
our
first
meeting
back
at
him.

“
It's
developing.
”

“
Fine.
Then
let
me
in
on
your
conversations.
I
doubt
they'll
be
very
interesting
anyway.
”
I
smirked
and
leaned
a
bit
closer
to
him.

“
You'd
be
surprised.
”
The
smile
was
gone
from
his
face
now.

There
was
something
he
wasn't
tell
me.
Then
again,
perhaps
the
life
of
a
billionaire
CEO
was
like
this
—
tense
and
stressful.
Duh.

“
I'm
ready
for
anything,
”
I
whispered,
locking
gazes
with
him.

“
Show
me.
”

I
glanced
down
at
his
lap.
He
was
hard.

“
I
need
you.
I
need
some
relief. Screw the work for now.
”
He
spit
the
words
out,
and
wetness
pooled
between
my
legs.
It
was
like
he
had
me
trained
to
take
his
commands,
and
I'd
only
just
met
him.
And he'd come once earlier. He obviously had a high libido.

I
lowered
my
gaze,
waiting
for
his
lead
.
I
didn't
mind
letting
him
take
control.
In
fact,
I
was
learning
to
enjoy
it.

“
Stand
up
and
walk
across
the
aisle.
Lean
over
on
the
armrest
there,
ass
toward
me.
Take
the
shorts
off. Leave the panties on.
”
His
voice
was
laced
with
steel.

I
shivered
as
I
did
as
he'd
said
to
do.
I
let
my
shorts
fall
to
the
floor
and
bent
over,
sticking
my
ass
out.
I
squeezed
my
eyes
shut,
praying
no
one
was
watching
us.
Somehow
I
trusted
him
that
they
weren't.
I
waited
for
a
minute,
feeling
vulnerable
until
I
heard
a
whisper
of
clothing.

“
When
we
get
to
Venice,
we'll
have
some
real
fun,
”
he
whispered,
suddenly
behind
me,
hands
warm
on
my
hips.
He
squeezed
them
so
hard
I
winced.
Then
he
tugged
my
underwear
down.
His
breath
came
in
sharp
gasps.

My
nipples
hardened
in
response
to
his
aggressiveness.

“
Take
your
shirt
off
now.
”

I
pulled
it
off.
He
couldn't
touch
me
fast
enough
for
my
liking.

“
Mr.
Weldon?
”
A
female
voice
purred
over
the
loud
speaker.

“
What?
”
he
barked,
his
hand
between
my
thighs.

“
Would
you
like
some
refreshments
now?
”
There
was
a
catty
note
in
the
stewardess's
voice.

She
knows
what's
going
on.

The
thought
gave
me
pleasure,
and
I
closed
my
eyes
as
his
fingers
moved
to
my
bottom.
He
spread
me
out.

“
No.
Don't
bother
us
again.
I'll
let
you
know
if
I
want
anything.
”
Rock
barked
the
words
out,
and
I
shivered.

“
Well,
you
told
her
to
check
back,
”
I
whispered,
my
breath
catching
as
I
felt
something
warm
and
oily
slide
down
my
crack. At the same moment, the plane rose into the air.

Is
he
really
going
to
do
that
first?
We
haven't
even
slept
together.

“
It's
not
a
good
time,
though,
is
it? I'm busy. Really busy.
”
He
grabbed
my
hair
in
his
fist
and
pulled
me
back
against
him,
his
cock
pressed
against
my
ass.

I
moaned
as
his
hand
came
around
to
my
clit.
He
massaged
me
until
I
thought
I'd
fall
down,
my
legs
trembled
so.

“
Isn't
there
a
bed
on
this
thing?
”
I
murmured
as
his
hand
cupped
my
chin
from
behind.
I
knew
my
pulse
was
racing
under
his
fingers.

“
Yes,
but
I
can't
wait
for
that
now.
Plus, I want you where I want you, and that happens to be right here. Do you have a problem with that?” He taunted me with the question.

I
closed
my
eyes,
overcome
with
the
desire
and
need
in
his
voice. “No.”

The
need?
What
could
a
billionaire
need
that
I
could
give
him?

I
didn't
have
time
to
wonder
long.
He
bent
me
over
deeper,
and
my
ass
pointed
into
the
air.
My
cheeks
grew
warm
at
both
ends.

This
is
insane.
I've
never
done
anything
like
this...barely
done
this
at
all
and
certainly
not
in
the
air
on
a
private
jet.