Read Anything He Wishes (Billionaire BDSM Erotic Romance) Online
Authors: Alana Marlowe
Heading back into the bathroom, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and was mortified. I had fallen asleep with my hair wet and now it was everywhere but where I needed it to be and I had black mascara streaks down my face from where I didn't remove my makeup before showering.
I was trying to get the comb through my hair when a timid voice called to me from the hallway. "Miss Hunter, we really should hurry."
Crap! I quickly found some makeup remove
r
to at least fix the raccoon mask on my face as I grabbed the
hair
brush and tossed it in my bag. I slipped into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, along with some flip-flops and grabbed my bag and purse and headed towards the door. Pete just stared at me, as if he was confused by the whole scenario.
"H
ow long is the drive?" I asked, assuming we were heading to Nathan's house.
"About 20 minutes."
Good, then at least I could brush out the knots in my hair before we get there.
I had no idea what time it was, and quite frankly, I didn't care. I needed to sleep so I did. If Mr. Ross didn't like it, he could kiss my ass. Of course that led me to think about his hot mouth on my ass and wondered if he would actually kiss me there.
The thought of having his hot tongue deep in my ass sent a shiver down my spine and woke up my pussy again.
I shook off the thought momentarily as Pete grabbed my bag and I followed him down to the car. I wasn't expecting a Limo to be waiting as Pete hurried over to the door and opened it. As I slid into the dark cavern of the back of the car, the door quickly closed behind me.
As my eyes adjusted to the darkness inside the vehicle
I looked up to find Nathan sitting in the back seat, dressed to the nines in a dark gray suit.
"Miss Hunter, I find that you are not very good at following instructions. I requested that you call my office within the hour from my leaving. They were going to give you instructions on what to do next."
"Yeah...well, I was really tired so I decided to take a little nap. I guess I slept a little longer than I ex
pected t
o."
His eyes were cold and he bristled at my excuse.
Reaching over he pushed the button to raise the black glass between Pete and us, giving us total privacy. I felt myself feeling a bit shamed by the fact that I truly had not intended to sleep so long.
I watched as he leaned forward and took off his suit coat, then began unbuttoning and rolling up his sleeves. He moved his body closer to the center of the seat, and wrapped his arm around me.
Fully expecting him to lean in an kiss me, instead, he reached up and grabbed the hair at the
back of my head and in one swift
movement brought me face down over his lap, my knees on the floor of the car and my ass up in the air.
I began to protest and try to wiggle free, but his strong arms grabbed my waist and held me tight.
"Miss Hunter, I will not tolerate bad behavior." His words filled my ears as the sound of his hand hitting my rump and the subsequent pain hitting my brain began to register. My pussy immediately began to swell and tingle. How could I be getting turned on by this? I didn't know why but something about the way he held me down and delivered those stinging blows made my body and mind melt into a puddle.
I felt the sting of several more firm swats on my bottom before it began to really get
hot.
His hands kneaded my cheeks roughly between swats.
Not being able to take much more I started trying to block the strikes with my hand. Big mistake. He grabbed my hand and held it firmly behind my back.
"
I can tell this is long overdue
!" He scolded, making sure to cover my entire bottom with his hot hand.
Heat and moistness were
flooding my folds as he momentarily paused to push his fingers into my covered crack, rubbing my nub between the thick denim.
"I think you are enjoying this!" I could hear the humor in his voice as he decided to spank me harder. My bottom became flesh on fire as he continued to rain down smacks on my ass.
I finally couldn't hold back anymore and began to wail and beg him to stop. What seemed like forever was only a few seconds before he stopped pounding my bottom. Releasing my arm, he rested his hand on the small of my back while he gently caressed my hot backside through my jeans. Thank GOD I was wearing jeans! I can't imagine how much more painful it would have been if I was naked.
I sniffled trying to hold in the tears that were falling, to no avail. Nathan lifted me up from his lap and brought my head to his chest, cradling me and petting my head.
"There now. That's
a good girl. Bad behavior get punished. Good behavior gets rewarded."
I buried my face in his chest, breathing in his scent of clean soap and some woody fragrance.
The throbbing between my legs was directly linked to the throbbing in my backside and I found myself loving the feeling of the combination of pleasure and pain.
He wrapped both arms
around me and gave me a squeeze, then holding me until I calmed down and stopped crying. Handing me his handkerchief, I wiped my face dry.
Pushing a button above his head, he spoke, "Pete, let's make a stop at Caroline's."
Blinking away the re
maining tears I looked up and into his eyes, longing to feel that rush of excitement.
The smoldering blue eyes looked back into mine as if he could read my thoughts.
He brushed the tendrils of hair away from my face and wiped the wetness away with the back of his hand.
"Caroline will get you fixed up before have to be there."
"Be where?"
His dimples peeked out as a smug smile grew across his face.
"Mrs. Fitch's dinner party."
****
To Be Continued...
Anything He Wishes 2
Does Jessica get recognized by Mrs. Fitch and cause a scene? What is the special connection that Nathan has with Mrs. Fitch and why does it matter? How far will Nathan push Jessica sexually? In part 2 of this 3 part series, we follow Nathan and Jessica as they explore the bounds of BDSM with a few twists and turns along the way.
Alana Marlowe has always loved to push the limits. In her early 20's she found herself experimenting in the BDSM world which allowed her to experience passion in a whole new way.
Now in her mid-40's,
she loves to write erotic and enticing stories to share with others that will push the limits and boundaries of passion and romance.
Erotic Romance writer by day, Alana Marlowe has always had a need to explore the fringe side of fantasies. Reading a great sexy romance story is good, but reading one with a little bit of angst on the side is even better.
Lover of Romance. Lover of Pizza. Lover of Country. Oh yeah...and Lover of Chocolate!
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