Serving Mr. Stevens, Part One: The Contract -- An Erotic Romance (Part 1 of 5) (5 page)

But to my shock, it wasn’t his belt that I felt next – it was his hard, throbbing cock, pressing between my sore cheeks. The tip of his head pressed against my womanhood, his hands holding onto my hips. I was still bent over at a sharp 90 degree angle, my ass sticking out into the air in a totally prone position. I felt my juices run out of me, all down the shaft of his cock. He guided himself into me, slowly, as he pulled my body back onto him at the same time. I moaned in pleasure as he entered. He felt bigger, thicker than yesterday; or maybe I was still sore from that encounter. He pumped into me slowly and deliberately, allowing me to savor each thrust.

“That’s it,” he said, increasing the pace of his thrusting. “Take every inch of me, just like that. That’s all you’re good for.” With his left hand, he grabbed hold of the fabric holding my wrists, forcibly pulling back on it as our bodies crashed into each other. He doubled the pace and picked up the intensity, slamming into me with abandon. My moaning reached a fevered pitch, as he slammed me again and again into the desk.  No one had ever treated me like this before, and the intensity was almost too much to handle. But I was so turned on that I was in a kind of sex-induced trance. It was heaven.

At this frenzied pace, it didn’t take long for an orgasm to come tearing through my body. I cried out in utter pleasure as my juiced flowed down his slippery wet cock, waves of ecstasy overpowering me. But he didn’t slow down after I came; if anything, he kept going even harder, not letting me rest even one second. All I could do was lie there and take it, my legs weak from the orgasm. I was his plaything, and he wasn’t done with me yet. Finally, he stiffened inside me, and I felt the hot burst of his semen fill me up inside. He let out a guttural moan as he came inside me, holding me tightly against his groin until every drop had been released. He pulled out, and in a swift expert motion untied the fabric from my wrist. He pulled me upright by my arm, and threw me backwards into the chair.

“Oh my God,” I said out loud, as soon as I caught my breath. I didn’t mean to speak; the phrase just came out of me unbidden. I looked at Mr. Stevens apologetically. “Sorry, sir, I didn’t mean to speak unbidden.”

He looked down at me, taking in the sight of my disheveled body and ripped clothing. “It’s all right, Candace, you may speak freely now.”

Really?
I thought.
All right, finally.
There were a million things I wanted to say to him; a million questions to ask. But for some reason, the one thing that I blurted out was, “I’m on the pill, you know.”

I cringed as soon as I spoke.
Way to kill the mood, Candace,
I thought to myself. But he just looked at me and laughed. “I know,” he said. “I accessed your medical records.”

“WHAT?” I cried, my eyes going wide.

“Forgive me,” he said. “But in my position, it’s better to be safe than sorry. And besides, I had to make sure you didn’t have any medical conditions that would interfere with your… work duties.” He tucked in his business shirt as he spoke. Just like yesterday, he’d already straightened up and was back to looking like a Fortune 500 executive. 

“Hmmph,” I said, standing up from the chair and trying to smooth out my own outfit – or what was left of it. “Well, okay, fine. I guess that comes with the territory. But you don’t have to worry about my health. I mean, I’ve never done anything like
that
before, but it’s nothing I can’t handle.”

He looked at me again, a beguiling expression on his face. “That was just the orientation,” he said. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”  He smirked at me, and I grinned in response. He was trying to scare me, but I was just getting excited. I flashed my eyes wide at him as if to say,
bring it on
.

“So, what about my outfit?” I said. “I can’t exactly go out like this.”

“Yes, yes, of course,” he said matter-of-factly, sounding bored by such a mundane topic. “Katarina will bring you a fresh set of clothes.”
“Katarina?” I asked. “Is she that bitchy receptionist?”
He laughed. “Yes, I was afraid she might display a bad attitude toward you. She can get very jealous.”
“Oh really? I hadn’t noticed,” I said sarcastically.

He looked at me then with what I could have mistaken for tenderness, except that the rough sex we’d just had didn’t make me think Mr. Stevens was capable of any. “Candace, my dear, I must be going now,” he said. “I’ve got a meeting with the president at twelve.”

“The president?” I asked. “But I thought
you’re
the president.”

He grinned. “No, no, I mean the President of the United States.”

My jaw dropped open, but he didn’t allow me to ask any further questions. Guiding me by the hand, he led me towards the door. We stood there for a moment; then he kissed me hard on the mouth, just once. I tried to steal another kiss, but he turned away.

“That will be all for now, Candace. Thank you. This will be a very demanding job, but I trust that you won’t disappoint me. And believe me, you’d better go home and get some rest. You start tomorrow.”

As soon as I was alone in the entryway, all my emotions came flooding out at once. I’d found out what the proposition was, but now I had even more questions than before. And if Mr. Stevens was meeting the President, than just how powerful
was
he?

One thing’s for sure, though,
I thought to myself.
No matter what happens now, my life is
never
going to be the same.

If only I knew how just true that statement would turn out to be…

Look for Part 2 of Serving Mr. Stevens
,
“Lover’s Complaint,
” in February 2013!

Author’s Note:

This is
Part 1 of
Serving Mr. Stevens,
an erotic romance novel in five parts. I’ve always been intrigued by the concept of a serial novel, especially within the romance genre, because the format naturally lends itself to keeping the suspense and sexual tension turned up to the max.

I’m hard at work on the remainder of this book, and rest assured, there will be even more erotic romance and domination play to be found in Part 2 – as well as a few surprises!

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