Delilah Neri knows what is like to fall down the rabbit hole. Her life has been turned upside down by her brooding and damaged boss, Jackson Stone. He’s a billionaire with a dark side that includes a secret sex dungeon and a plan to make her his slave.
After a chase through a maze that leaves her breathless, he takes off his mask to reveal more of his dominant nature. The pain and pleasure push Delilah to the brink and then he makes her an offer that shocks her to the core.
This is the third part of the “Billionaire Boss” series by Emily Cantore and is 6900 words long.
EXCERPT:
I turned away from the satyr and nymph statue and walked down a long passage of green. At every step the plug and egg increased in intensity. I could see a red roof ahead, rising above the hedge and I knew I was going the right way. But I had to get their fast. Already I was moaning under my breath.
I stopped at the final corner and took a deep breath. I couldn’t let him see what he had done to me. With waves of pleasure running up and down my body I strolled around the corner like I was just out for an afternoon walk.
In the centre of the maze was a large pagoda with a circular bed sitting beneath it. Standing in front of it was Jackson Stone, fully dressed, waiting for me.
As soon as I walked out I saw that hungry look come over his face. I was hoping for surprise but I’ll take it.
“Where is your dress, Ms. Neri?”
I didn’t answer but instead reached around behind me and unclipped the bra. I slipped it off and dropped it on the grass. The buzzing was nearly unbearable in its pleasure and it took all my effort not to drop to the grass in front of him in a moaning heap.
“Come here,” he told me, his eyes flashing dangerously.
I knew I was pushing him but I didn’t care.
I stopped and slid first one stocking off and then the other. As I bent over I kept my eyes on him and had to bite the inside of my cheek when the sensations from the toys threatened to overwhelm me.
I stood up.
I threw the stockings at him.
He caught them and then in an instant he was in front of me, his hand around my throat and his lips against my ear. I felt his body against mine and his cock pressing against me.
“Disobedient girls will be punished,” he said to me, his breath hot in my ear.
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