The Billionaire´s Toy (Last Day) (5 page)

He had not left the office since arriving in the morning.  Something was going down but no one was quite sure what. I was not able to see the details of his calendar, only Jackson. Sometimes, I wondered why they hired me. Apparently it was to assist the personal assistant, which is what Megan and
Olivia told me and that´s just how it felt.

Jackson became a different guy when Mr. Reid´s was not around.  He was laidback, talkative and a flirt. Today, he was more like a complete stranger.  I wasn't quite sure what to think of him, Mr. Reid has the looks, but as Megan rightly said, he wasn’t wealthy because he was nice.

“Ali, are you with us?” Olivia asked, her perfect brunette bob slanted to one side.

“Sorry?”

“I hope you´re not thinking about him. Seriously, Ali, don´t.”

I couldn’t tell from her tone if it is a friendly warning or a jealous warning. One thing was for sure, the women in the office liked to gossip. In the first week of working, I found out who was sleeping with
who and it had been the guys in the office who had told me. Maybe Megan was right, all the unwanted attention I got from the guys in the office wasn't because they were friendly, but simply because they adored looking at my 30G assets.

Chapter 7

“Where are my manners? Drink this, your lips are dry and you’re thirsty.” He was back.

I’d been laying there for who knows how long. I actually thought he’d
forgot about me.

Seriously Ali, a woman tied up with no panties in his office.
You´re not that special, but he´s certainly not that stupid.

He loosened the material around my mouth and, with his one hand at the back of my head, he poured a bit of what tasted like wine into my mouth.  I didn’t even want to speak. I just wanted to drink.  I sipped it as he held my head gently. 

“My, you´re so thirsty, you’ve finished it.”

“Put it back on.”

“Sorry?”

“The tie or scarf, whatever it is, put it back around my mouth.”

Is this me speaking?

He was taken aback by my words. I didn’t want things to change. If he took it off, then I knew I would be tempted to speak. I liked the fact I couldn’t speak. He controlled everything I did. I wanted him to have control and to manipulate me and use me and then finally fuck me. I so hoped he would fuck me.

He hesitated and then he did just that.  He rested my head back on to a pillow and then he unfastened the buttons on my shirt.

He used his teeth.  I could tell because his cold and wet hands were in-between my legs. 

“I know you loved the wine so much. It’s my favorite too, I want to taste it in your pussy when I suck you later on.”

Good, I thought, he was going to continue and wasn’t going to stop.  I nodded and moaned as he continued to use his teeth to remove my buttons.  His actions were driving me wild.  He was making little animal noises and spitting them out as he removed each one whilst working his finger up and down my clit, ever so gently.  I started to groan hard. I couldn’t think what he was going to do
next, I just didn’t want him to stop.

I thought that the wine had made me a bit woozy because I was screaming before I reached my climax.

“I´m not ready for you to come yet. You have to wait for me to fuck you.”

I wanted to shake my head, but I loved him taking control. He was far more experienced than me. There was no
doubt, I wasn’t the first or even the second person that he’d done this to. He would laugh if he knew how inexperienced I was. It might have even scared him away.

The secretary with the big boobs that doesn’t know how to have sex
.

I imaged it becoming an office joke.

But, then again, what did it matter? I was about to come for the first time in my life and I was loving it. I’d never come before and my juices were running wild. I was pouring like a fountain down there and after he was done, he could tie me up all over again. I’d even buy the damn scarf myself. Everything felt good, too good, and I didn’t have the time or desire to think about anything else.

I started to reach the end of my rainbow as he shot in like a bolt of lightning. I wanted to hold him and touch him and make him come inside me.  I didn’t need to, he reached for my shoulder and I let out a loud scream.  That felt too good. I couldn’t contain myself any longer. I just poured it all out of me and flopped back onto the pillow. He knew I came, he laughed as I flopped down.

“I knew I could make you come when I wanted you to. But, I´m not done with you yet. That was only the beginning. It gets better my sweet, believe me it gets so much better.”

With those words, he pushed me onto all fours like a rag doll.  He wanted to go at it from behind, if I knew this would have happened I would have made sure I read the Kama Sutra, so I could be well prepared. I felt so innocent and naïve about what we were about to do.

“You´re taking the pill as my instructions. You signed the contract and went to see the doctor, yesterday.  He gave them to you?”

I nodded three times.

I had gone to the doctors and I had taken the pill.  I read that part of the contract; any pregnancy as a result of not taking the pill would result in possible legal action.  Also, I wasn’t stupid enough to get myself pregnant by him.  I knew the consequences all too well.  I would want it to be something we both planned and wanted,  not something I trapped him into.  I was many things, but a gold digger wasn’t one of them.

“Good girl.”

Did he just call me a girl!

It sounded strange but he was treating me like his sex slave, so calling me
girl
was an appropriate word for my behavior. I had no ability and no right to do anything but say yes or no with my head. The strangest part was that I keep saying yes, like the idea of it ending meant that we couldn’t turn back. I didn’t know what he was going to do next or if he would ever want to do it again.

No man had ever put so much effort into being with me and taking their time with me, normally they would grab my ass or make lurid comments about my body, but they never made me feel like I was desired

He began to make light circles with his fingers around my bum.  I could feel the hairs on my body standing up.  His touches were so light it was like he was barely touching me.  Then he started to pinch it ever so gently with the other hand, all in slow motion.  Stroking, then pinching. I moved up and down to his reaction and started to circle my ass.  He then began whacking his dick on my ass.  I wanted to reach out and push it in but I couldn’t. My head was face down on the pillow, I couldn’t even get on all fours properly.  My hands were still tied behind my back.  I started to whimper as his touched became harder and quicker.

I could tell that he was getting aroused, his dick felt stronger and erect until,
oh my,
he pushed it in.  He grabbed my bum cheeks and stuck it in behind me, forcing his dick deep inside me, he pumped me back and forth to make it go in deeper and deeper. I lifted my head up and down as he rocked me from side to side.  He was coming in strong and the stronger he moved, the more I screamed.  I screamed at the top of my lungs, using all of the force and the electricity within my body. I was coming again. I couldn’t believe it, it was so soon, especially with the pain I was receiving at the same time. I should have been nodding for him to stop, instead I was nodding for us to come. I wanted us to climax together and to be one.

As the thoughts escaped my mind, he said, “This is the best fuck in a long time. Damn, your ass is so fine. No woman has made me come so f—” with his last breathe he came. I felt his sperm shoot up my spine like fire.  He relaxed and tried to catch his breath, I tried to do the same.

I wasn’t sure if it was the situation or the way he made me come, but I knew that I needed to do it again.  I lay flat on the pillow, my whole body worn out.

He untied my hands and released the scarf from my mouth. I turned around and reached for his dick, I wanted to taste him in my mouth.

“Take it, but it needs time to wake up.” As the words left his mouth he looked down and realized that it didn’t need waking up.  It started to lift up right into my breasts.  I looked deep into his eyes. It was the first time since signing the papers that I had seen his face.

He looked so sexy naked. He was fit, more fit than I realized — his muscles in all the right places. Not bulky just right, a body that most men would dream off.

I ran my fingers up his chest. “You’re the only one with your clothes on,” he said smiling. I looked at my breasts, hanging half out of my bra. In one swift movement he ripped off the buttons and I unfastened my bra.

Then, I took his big fat cock and rubbed it up and down my chest.

“You naughty girl, what are you doing to me?”

“I want you to come in my mouth.”

His green eyes lit up. There was a little lamp on in the corner of the room, with enough light to see his face.  He threw his head back and started to groan with pleasure as I grabbed hold of both my breasts and continued to rub his dick in-between them. It felt so good. When his dick was fully erect I placed it carefully in my mouth.

He looked down, confused by the change in direction.  He
laid down and I crawled carefully on top of him and began to suck.  I placed my hands onto his balls and I sucked as if I was sucking for dear life.

He placed his hands on my fat ass, rubbing it like he did before, encouraging me. Then he thrust his tongue onto my clit like he did before.  Each time he did it I sucked deeper on his fat cock.  He really was a perfect man, with a fit body and a big cock that goes deep inside and fucks me good.

I was going to fuck him good with my mouth.  I was going to suck him use my tongue to lick his balls.  He was going to lick my pussy and suck me dry.  I was starting to like this night, loving it really.  I never thought I would enjoy being fucked from all sides with a man´s tongue and cock.

I continued to move my ass from side to side.  Then he placed his hand on my bum cheeks and said, “Stop, just move it up and down. 
Up and down only.”

I did as I was told, eager to please him and hoping that when I was done he would tie me up again and fuck me some more.

Chapter 8

“So, what do you do on the weekends?”

“Sorry?”

I had worked there for three months and, apart from looking at me the first three days — which was officially the first time I met him — he hadn’t taken any notice of me. I was in his office the first time that we had any interaction and he was asking me a question, which I was really surprised about, because I didn’t think he even knew my name.

“Sorry, I never meant to pry. I know this is your third month and you’re supposed to be my secretary and we’ve had no communication.”

“Not sure, I´m still fairly new to the city so it normally depends on what my
roommate ropes me into doing.”

“Oh, how long?”

“Sorry?”

“How long have you been here?”

“Exactly 3 months, 2 weeks and 4 days. Not that I´m counting!” If they ever said that blonds were complete bimbos, then this whole conversation was proving them right. How many times did he have to ask a question with me apologizing?

It was hard for me to be there and if it wasn’t for the money I would quit. I just couldn’t focus when he spoke to me. The man is delicious with a capital D.  Even just being in the room with him I could feel my nipples getting hard.  Whenever he was near they seemed to do that but I could usually subdue them by not trying to focus on him so much.

That day was different. He was paying attention to me so my nipples thought he was paying attention to them.

Damn you nipples.

He didn’t even hide the fact that he was staring at them. “Is it cold in here?” he asked.

No, you just make me damn horny.

I felt myself going red. This wasn’t going to work.

I moved to get up from my
chair, he could tell that I was completely embarrassed.  I felt like the walls were closing in. I felt like a lost little child.

I needed to leave. I was just being tormented.  First I complained about the fact he hadn’t noticed me since that day, now that he was paying me attention, my whole body couldn’t deal with it.

He started to lift his hand up, as if to tell me I shouldn’t leave.  “Sorry, I was wondering if you weren’t doing anything, if we could go for a drink or something?”

I spun my head around and looked around the office.

Seriously, is he talking to me?

He released a smile and laughed. “Yes, I´m talking to you.”

Am I speaking out loud for is this man reading my mind? Maybe it’s too obvious what I’m thinking.

“So?”

“No, the temperature is fine in here….my…they’re  a bit excited.”

He lifted an eyebrow. I bite my lip.

He was talking about the drink. Not your nipples woman get a grip. 

“I can see you feel uncomfortable about it, it’s just that I like to know my staff better.
Especially the ones that are working directly for me.”