Close Quarters: The Forbidden Billionaire (Part One) (BDSM And Domination Erotic Romance Novelette) by Ana Meadows Page A
Authors: Ana Meadows
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stars. Alice’s heart ached with longing for him – but not just sexual longing this time – for true connection, emotional connection. She pressed herself against him, front to front, feeling the whole length of him in the warm water of the pool, their skin silky against each other. His tongue was deep inside her mouth and she took him into her, kissing him back with passion, with her heart, hoping that he could feel what her heart was trying to tell him.
His body rose to meet her, and Alice could feel his growing hardness against her belly. Crying out, letting the tears come silently, tears he could not see for she was clinging to him, staring up into the stars over his broad back, wishing for him, Alice boosted herself against him, opening her legs like a flower, the cool water washing over her most tender, burning parts, and she wrapped her legs around him, sliding over him, his cock pushing smoothly into her like a well-used key in a lock.
Cal placed his hands at the small of her back and she leaned against him, her breasts coming up out of the water, pale in the starlight. He pushed into her over and over, and she moved her hips to meet him, softly, tenderly, with no trace of the earlier violent coming together.
Alice awoke to soft kisses at the base of her spine. She shivered pleasurably, feeling Cal’s firm lips on her skin, kissing his way up to the base of her neck. He lifted her hair and kissed her there, then spooned his body around hers, one arm sliding around her, his hand cupping her breast. He breathed into her hair, and Alice reveled in this moment, feeling safe and protected in his arms. She felt the slight hardening of his cock nestled against the cleft of her bottom, his long legs hugging the back of hers. He stroked her foot with his foot, and for some unexplainable reason, this tender, intimate action brought immediate tears to her eyes. Today they would land. And today she would have to tell him of her decision.
He hadn’t explained anything, so Alice could only assume that she was correct in her thinking. Employment as Cal’s “personal assistant” meant being kept, meant being a whore, paid for her “sexual services”. She’d asked him about his job offer several times, only to be met with the same answer; he was “putting her to the test”.
Well , Alice thought miserably, I’ve failed . She knew there were any number of women who would envy her position right now, would jump at the chance to be at Cal’s beck and call, to wear beautiful clothes, live a life of luxury – but at what cost? Her self-respect, her pride? She glanced toward the window where the morning sun was coloring the world a misty gold. She leaned back into Cal’s warmth and breathed a long sigh. She just didn’t want to think about it right now. She just wanted to enjoy this - just this. She wanted to imagine for a moment that he had feelings for her as well, that they were a couple, and behind her, Cal tightened his hold on her body as if he could hear her thoughts. She placed her hand over his, a small tear coming to her eye. I love you, she thought. Please don’t let me leave you.
Cal nuzzled her ear. “Come here,” he whispered, and Alice turned in his arms. She could not help herself. She came face to face, body to body with him, looking up into his handsome face. How she loved waking up with him in the mornings! And now… She lowered her lashes, not wanting him to see the sadness there.
He kissed her. Alice moved in his arms, coming to him as one who is thirsty comes to water. Even though last night’s escapades, and the tender lovemaking that followed afterward was only hours past, she was hungry for him again, voracious in fact, knowing that this was most likely their final tryst. She opened her mouth against his, drinking him in, and wound her legs about him, an invitation to love.
He slid into her softly, into her folds, still swollen, bruised from the previous
His body rose to meet her, and Alice could feel his growing hardness against her belly. Crying out, letting the tears come silently, tears he could not see for she was clinging to him, staring up into the stars over his broad back, wishing for him, Alice boosted herself against him, opening her legs like a flower, the cool water washing over her most tender, burning parts, and she wrapped her legs around him, sliding over him, his cock pushing smoothly into her like a well-used key in a lock.
Cal placed his hands at the small of her back and she leaned against him, her breasts coming up out of the water, pale in the starlight. He pushed into her over and over, and she moved her hips to meet him, softly, tenderly, with no trace of the earlier violent coming together.
Alice awoke to soft kisses at the base of her spine. She shivered pleasurably, feeling Cal’s firm lips on her skin, kissing his way up to the base of her neck. He lifted her hair and kissed her there, then spooned his body around hers, one arm sliding around her, his hand cupping her breast. He breathed into her hair, and Alice reveled in this moment, feeling safe and protected in his arms. She felt the slight hardening of his cock nestled against the cleft of her bottom, his long legs hugging the back of hers. He stroked her foot with his foot, and for some unexplainable reason, this tender, intimate action brought immediate tears to her eyes. Today they would land. And today she would have to tell him of her decision.
He hadn’t explained anything, so Alice could only assume that she was correct in her thinking. Employment as Cal’s “personal assistant” meant being kept, meant being a whore, paid for her “sexual services”. She’d asked him about his job offer several times, only to be met with the same answer; he was “putting her to the test”.
Well , Alice thought miserably, I’ve failed . She knew there were any number of women who would envy her position right now, would jump at the chance to be at Cal’s beck and call, to wear beautiful clothes, live a life of luxury – but at what cost? Her self-respect, her pride? She glanced toward the window where the morning sun was coloring the world a misty gold. She leaned back into Cal’s warmth and breathed a long sigh. She just didn’t want to think about it right now. She just wanted to enjoy this - just this. She wanted to imagine for a moment that he had feelings for her as well, that they were a couple, and behind her, Cal tightened his hold on her body as if he could hear her thoughts. She placed her hand over his, a small tear coming to her eye. I love you, she thought. Please don’t let me leave you.
Cal nuzzled her ear. “Come here,” he whispered, and Alice turned in his arms. She could not help herself. She came face to face, body to body with him, looking up into his handsome face. How she loved waking up with him in the mornings! And now… She lowered her lashes, not wanting him to see the sadness there.
He kissed her. Alice moved in his arms, coming to him as one who is thirsty comes to water. Even though last night’s escapades, and the tender lovemaking that followed afterward was only hours past, she was hungry for him again, voracious in fact, knowing that this was most likely their final tryst. She opened her mouth against his, drinking him in, and wound her legs about him, an invitation to love.
He slid into her softly, into her folds, still swollen, bruised from the previous
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