If You Dare - A BDSM Billionaire Erotic Romance Novel (14 page)

“The past couple of weeks you’ve
proven to be a mean negotiator, even if your methods were a little
underhand.” Zoe had the grace to blush at that. “And I want to put
those talents to good use within the company. I’d like to offer you
the position of Global Personal Assistant and Company Solution
Analyst.”

He certainly had her attention now. “I
didn’t realize that the company even had those
positions.”

“It didn’t until now. But
it’s something that the company needs, and you’ve proven to me that
you’d be perfect for the job.” He looked at her with a sheepish
expression on his face. “I never expected you to go along with what
I made you do, Zoe. But the fact that you did, and you still
maintained your air of calm professionalism, proved to me that you
can do absolutely anything; that you
will
do absolutely anything to get
what you want. And ultimately that’s what
I
want in a personal
assistant.”

Zoe had been quietly mulling over what
he had been saying, and weighing up the pros and cons of taking him
up on his offer. She had really been looking forward to traveling
the world under her own steam, but the job he described sounded as
though it had definite potential.

Dawson had been watching the different
emotions cross her face, and he instinctively picked up on the one
thing that was bothering her. “I know you wanted to travel, Zoe,
and this job will let you do that. Of course, the fact that you’ll
be getting paid to go all over the world has to be an added bonus,
doesn’t it?”

He had a very valid point, and Zoe
wasn’t too proud to admit that to herself. In fact, the job he was
describing would enable her to save more money towards the future
and there was nothing to say that she had to work for him forever,
was there? He certainly looked and sounded sincere, and he almost
had her convinced enough to accept the position he was
offering.

“So let me get this straight. You’re
offering me a job that will take me around the world solving any
problems that the company may have or may encounter?” Dawson
nodded. “And I’ll be managing your business concerns globally?” He
gave another nod. “I’m assuming that you and I will liaise either
electronically or in person periodically?”

“We’ll have weekly conference calls,
at the very least, and I’ll expect us to meet up in person at least
once a month; whether that be on home soil or in whatever country
you happen to be in at the time.”

“And I’ll be salaried?”

“You’ll also have a pension plan,
private and comprehensive medical insurance and a limited stock in
the company which will be reviewed annually.” Dawson poured them
both another glass of champagne while she thought about everything
he’d told her, holding out her glass and quirking his eyebrow. “So,
what do you say, Zoe? Will you be my Global Assistant?”

“Am I allowed to take my vacation in
Asia first?” Who was she trying to kid? She knew damn well that she
was going to accept the job, even if she couldn’t have her Asia
vacation.

“Of course you can.”

She took the glass from him and
chinked it against his. “I’ll sign the contract when I get back.”
He nodded his head and gave her a smile that looked to be the most
genuine one she’d ever seen on his face.

“We need to celebrate.” Zoe thought
that Dawson meant with more champagne but as he got to his feet and
pulled her up out of her chair she realized that he meant something
totally different.

“What are you doing?” Zoe hissed, as
he pulled her up the aisle towards the restrooms.

“Shhh. Just come with me.” Dawson
actually had a laugh in his tone, which floored Zoe. She didn’t
think she had ever heard him laugh before. He opened the door to
the small room and looked around quickly before pushing her in
before him.

Zoe looked around her with interest.
The bathroom was basic, but definitely a lot grander than she had
expected, with a large mirror above the sink and a full sized
toilet. There was also more space than she’d thought there would
be, but maybe that was just another perk of flying first class.
“We’re going to get in trouble.” Her voice was a whisper, but she
couldn’t keep the thread of laughter from it.

“What are they going to do; throw us
out?” They both laughed again at the thought, and then their
expressions got serious. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to
figure out why he’d brought her in here, and Zoe had to admit that
the thought of him touching her again made her knees
weak.

Dawson’s face got serious as they
looked at each other, and he closed the space between them in the
already close confines by taking a small step towards her. Zoe was
stunned when his arms went around her in an embrace that she hadn’t
been expecting. He had never shown any gentleness towards her
before and it threw her off-balance a little. He gave a small tug
and pulled her into his arms, bending his head down to claim her
lips in their first kiss.

Holy Moly. And I thought
his hands on me were electric,
she vaguely
thought, as her mouth opened up to his probing tongue and her arms
snaked around his neck. He tasted of champagne and peppermint, and
it was a lethal combination. As the kiss deepened Zoe felt her body
begin to hum in response. Her pussy seemed to ache and open, and
her clit started to throb pleasantly while her nipples tingled and
tightened up into hard little peaks.

She moaned against his lips and Dawson
gave an answering reply while his hands roamed down her back to cup
her buttocks; pulling her into him so that she could feel exactly
how much he was enjoying their embrace.

“Do I actually get to feel you inside
me this time?” Zoe pulled her head back to look at his face while
she spoke, and the twitch at the corner of his mouth let her know
that she hadn’t pissed him off by asking.

Dawson took a step away from her and
she instantly felt lonely; wanting to be back in his arms and
feeling the warmth of his body. Dawson kept his eyes on her while
he undid his belt and his pants and let them fall to the ground
around his ankles. Zoe’s eyes traveled down his body, and as he
pushed his boxers down they widened in appreciation. Dawson’s
impressive cock sprang free, pointing directly at her and weeping a
tantalizing bead of pre-come that had her licking her
lips.

Zoe wasn’t going to wait for him to
tell her what to do this time. If he wanted her to be his personal
assistant then he had to learn to let her make some of her own
moves too. She looked up at his face as her hand crept down and
wrapped around his shaft; her slender fingers unable to meet
because of the size of his girth.

“I’m going to suck you, Dawson, and if
you try to stop me you can find somebody else for the job.” Zoe
maintained eye contact as she lowered herself to her knees and then
lowered her gaze to the feast in front of her face. His cock was so
swollen and red that it almost looked angry and she poked out her
tongue to trace the prominent veins that ran up and down its
length.

She licked her lips tantalizingly and
then opened her mouth and bobbed her head forwards, closing her
lips around his knob while she flicked her tongue over his weeping
eye. She heard Dawson take a shuddering breath as his hands found
their way to her hair and he pulled the bobble out to let her
tresses fall down around her shoulders. Zoe looked up at him with
his cock still in her mouth and smiled with her eyes when she saw
him looking down at her, watching her intently.

Zoe’s hand moved to cup his balls and
she gave them a gentle squeeze while she sank her mouth down onto
his length, taking him as deep as possible and then pulling back
when she felt herself starting to gag. She repeated the motion,
using her tongue to lap at him as she took him a little deeper.
Dawson’s back was up against the door and as Zoe continued to suck
him, his hips started to move in time with her, making the thin
metal door squeak every time he pulled back.

Zoe pulled her mouth away from him and
reached over to put the lid down on the toilet. “You’d better sit
down before we get caught.” Dawson wasn’t about to argue with her
and he turned his body and lowered himself down onto the toilet lid
while Zoe crawled between his open knees and took him back into her
hand again. “Much better,” she whispered up at him,
conspiratorially.

Dawson leaned back up against the wall
behind the toilet and Zoe bent her head down to suck him back into
her mouth. “Fucking hell, Zoe. Remind me why I wouldn’t let you do
this before.”

She looked up at him and grinned
around his cock and then pulled away just long enough to answer
him. “Because you’re a control freak and an asshole, that’s why.”
Her head went back down to resume sucking him and he let out a
chuckle while his hands found their way back to her
hair.

“I should punish you for that, but
right now I’m enjoying what you’re doing way too much to stop you.”
He gasped as she grazed her teeth over his bulbous head. “That’s
not to say that I won’t punish you later on, so be
warned.”

Zoe moaned around his cock, the
vibrations travelling from her lips directly to his sensitized
flesh. She felt his balls tighten and shift in her hand as he bit
back another moan and pulled her head down onto him while he pushed
his dick even deeper down her throat. “Oh fuck, Zoe, you’d better
stop that or you’re going to make me come way too soon.”

She pulled away and got back to her
feet, hitching up her dress and pulling her panties down and off.
Dawson hadn’t even touched her but her body was more than ready for
him; slick and swollen and eager to feel him inside her for the
first time. She straddled his legs and lowered herself down onto
his cock while he used a hand to guide himself to her opening.
Placing her hands on Dawson’s shoulders, she steadied herself as
her lips parted to welcome him into her as she slowly inched her
way down.

They both groaned as he placed his
hands on her hips and pulled her down until she was completely
impaled on him. Using her legs for leverage, Zoe slowly rose back
up, feeling every ridge of his cock as her pussy walls gripped him.
Once more she lowered herself back down, with Dawson’s hands
cupping her ass cheeks and spreading her even further. Zoe gasped
as he pushed up into her and the tip of his cock banged against her
cervix. Again and again she rose and fell to meet his upward
thrusts eagerly until her legs threatened to give out on her. Then
she sat and rotated her hips, grinding herself on to
him.

They were both breathless and gasping
for air while they tried to be as quiet as possible in the confines
of the small bathroom. Zoe reached a hand back and felt for his
balls trapped beneath their bodies, and it was as though an
electric current had shot through Dawson.

Seemingly with no effort at all, he
got to his feet without letting his cock slide out of Zoe, holding
her under her ass until he’d placed her back on her feet. “I’m only
going to let you have so much control, you sexy little bitch. But
if you carry on like that we are both going to lose it.”

Zoe moaned but her protest was cut
short as Dawson turned her around to face the sink and placed the
palm of his hand on her shoulder, pushing her down until she was
bent over the small vanity area. She watched in the mirror as he
positioned himself behind her, his cock in his hand as he looked
down at her body. In the next instance she felt him push against
her pussy, rubbing himself up and down her swollen lips and
lubricating himself with her juices.

Zoe moaned again; desperate to feel
him back inside her and for him to give her the orgasm her body
craved. “Please, Dawson. Don’t tease me, fuck me.” Her voice was
quiet but there was no mistaking the desperation in it and Dawson
was in no mood to disappoint her, slamming into her with such force
that her forehead almost hit the mirror.

“Like this?” He withdrew and slammed
into her again, his balls slapping against her clit before he
pulled away and did it again. “Is this what you want?”

Zoe wasn’t sure that she could answer
him. In fact, she wasn’t sure if she was capable of remembering how
to talk at all. He slammed into her again and then held himself
there, embedded so deeply in her pussy that Zoe could feel him in
the pit of her stomach. “Yes! Fuck yes!” She finally found her
voice and let him know exactly what she wanted.

Dawson renewed his efforts and thrust
into Zoe’s pussy like a sex-starved animal; the two of them
grunting and panting with exertion. Zoe’s dress was pushed up
around her waist with Dawson’s hand up underneath it on the bare
skin of her back. They were both coated with sweat, but it was
nothing in comparison to the wetness between Zoe’s legs as her
juices dripped freely, soaking Dawson’s balls as they slapped up
against her.