If You Want It (BDSM Billionaire Erotic Romance) (If You Dare Book 2) by Evelyn Troy

at the contact. Zoe had no idea just how much of a turn-on it was for him to take her ass in such an animalistic way, but judging by the moans of pleasure she was emitting, he knew that she was just as turned on by what he was doing to her. He pushed his hips forwards again, rutting into her ass as deeply as he possibly could, and Zoe’s fingers increased in tempo as she rubbed herself furiously.
     
    She knew she was going to come just a spilt second before it happened, and despite his rule that she was supposed to ask for permission first, there was nothing she could do or say to stop the torrent of sheer pleasure that washed over her. Her empty pussy contracted and pulsated while her ass tightened even more around Dawson’s cock, coaxing his own ejaculation from him. As he grunted and pulled out of her and she felt the heat of his sticky man juice hit her back, Zoe rammed her fingers inside her snatch as hard as she could while her climax took over.
     
    Her legs clamped together; trapping her hand between them while she writhed on the bed beneath Dawson who had wrapped his fist around his member and was himself moaning while stream after stream of thick come exploded from him and landed on the cheeks of her ass.
     
    The two of them collapsed on the bed, panting as they caught their breath, slowly coming down from their sex-induced high. Dawson seemed to come to his senses first and he stood up a few minutes later without saying a word and walked into the en-suite bathroom, returning a short time later with a towel and wiping Zoe down while she lay there.
     
    Once he’d cleaned her up as best he could he gave her ass a playful slap, making her yelp in surprise. “Maybe next time you’ll think before you fuck someone on company time.”
     
    As he walked back to the bathroom, Zoe watched him in stunned disbelief. Was he really only pissed off with her because she’d slept with Armando while she was working? She’d thought that maybe he was a little annoyed because she’d had sex with someone other than him, but she was obviously mistaken. And she really didn’t like the way that made her feel.
     
    Zoe got up off the bed and started to pull her clothes back on. She could take a shower when she got back to her own room, but right now she just wanted to get the hell out of Dawson’s. She heard the tap running in the bathroom and assumed that he was cleaning himself off, and as she was putting her shoes on she sensed him watching her. She looked up to see him leaning against the doorframe with an enigmatic expression on his face, and as he caught her look he stood up straight and walked towards her.
     
    “Well done, by the way. Armando has decided that he wants on board with the company, so congratulations; you made the deal.” His tone was cool, with not a hint of emotion in it, and Zoe felt her blood run cold.
     
    “When did you find out?” She knew her voice was cold, but there was nothing she could do to prevent it, and she really didn’t care anyway.
     
    She wasn’t sure if Dawson really did look a little sheepish, or if it was her imagination simply hoping that he did. “He called me early this morning before I got to the hotel. He was very impressed with you and the way you handled yourself.” He gave a wry chuckle which just infuriated Zoe more. “And after finding out that you spent the night with him, that doesn’t surprise me at all. You are extremely good at what you do.”
     
    That was just about all Zoe could handle hearing. He actually had the audacity to sound proud of the fact that she’d fucked Armando. Or maybe business was all he ever thought about and he was just proud of the fact that she’d got the damn contract, regardless of how it happened.
     
    She walked through to the living room area and collected her bag off the chair, and then walked towards the door. “I’m glad you got the deal. I’ll see you later, Dawson.” She left his room without waiting for a reply, and