Dirty Savage Boss (Cocky Billionaire 1)

“And what’s that?”

I’d told him about how I got her here. “Do whatever needs to be done to buy my cousin’s company. The little shit is greedy. Use one of my offshore shell companies as cover, one he can’t track back to me as owner. He’ll never know the difference.”

“And what?” Ian asked. “Offer more than it’s worth?”

“Yes.”

He laughed. “You like her that much?”

“I’m a man of my word. Just do what I asked.”

He got serious. “I’m already feeding the cat. Remember, I’m not your lackey boy.”

I eyed him up and down, slowly. “No, you’re a submissive, or have you forgotten?”

Ian licked his lips. He was a man whore who secretly liked to be told what to do. We hadn’t fucked—my tastes didn’t go there—but he served a purpose in my life as my lawyer and best friend. There wasn’t anything he hadn’t done for me when I asked.

“Fine,” he said, taking the keys from my hand. He left and I checked my email. Work never ceased and I had a ton of messages in my inbox. I worked diligently until Chloe appeared in my door. I leaned back in my chair.

“You found me,” I said.

She glanced around. “This house is massive. I searched the entire second floor and came down here.”

“Come sit on my lap.”

I’d never before allowed a woman in my office sanctuary, but now my dick got hard with the idea of bending her over my desk and fucking her.

She moved like a cat with nothing but a sheet wrapped around her. I pushed back when she approached, and she sat on my hardening cock. Her giggle made me rock-hard in a second. Now there was too much between us—my pants.

I reached around her and moved papers out of the way. “Drop the sheet and bend over my desk.”

Her eyes widened.

“If you don’t want me to spank that ass, you’ll do as I ask.”

She didn’t move, only watched me with mischief in her eyes.

“You want me to spank you?”

She nodded.

“Then bend over the desk.”

That got her moving. Her little show of defiance only hardened me more. I would explode inside her on the first thrust.

The sheet lay beneath her, but her ass was there for the taking. First things first. I rubbed my hands together, warming them. Then, with a perfected stroke, I smacked her bottom and a rosy mark bloomed in the shape of my palm. She moaned as I rubbed the spot before doing it again. Then I spread her legs and tapped her pussy instead.

She cried out and moisture pooled at her entrance.

“You like that, baby?”

“Yes,” she mewled.

I did it again. Then I rubbed her slit. On the second pass, my fingers probed her puckered hole. She gasped.

“Yeah, baby, this ass is mine.” I worked her hole, one finger and then two, pushing past the resistance. Once in, I spread my fingers to widen her channel before I lined up the head of my cock. “Now breathe, baby, and relax.”

She let out a moan and all I had was the head of my cock inside her.

“Bear down, honey, and let me in.”

She followed my instructions and I slid in further. Her pants were mixed with whimpers. I stilled, knowing that I was an asshole. I was far too big to get inside without a lot of prep work, but I was greedy.

Ian appeared, leaning on the doorframe, arms folded over his chest. “You should let me do that. You’re hurting her.”

I glared at him because I’d thought he’d left, or maybe he’d returned. When I glanced down and saw Chloe’s tears, I quickly pulled out. I bent over and pressed kisses to her cheek and then her lips. “I’m sorry, baby.”

Ian was right, but I was annoyed at his presence. Where the fuck did that feeling come from? She wasn’t mine. I had to remember that. She would eventually hate me when she found out I needed her to claim my inheritance. But for now, I’d promised her pleasure even if it included Ian.

I helped her up and whispered in her ear, “Do you want Ian to stay?”

Secretly, I hoped she’d say no, but she nodded, surprising me.

Ian pulled his shirt off before taking off his pants. “I’ve fed one pussy this morning. Now I’ll feed my cock into that sweet ass of yours if you like.”

I held her in my arms as he came behind her.

“Have you ever had two cocks before?” The growl in my voice was mostly because I really didn’t want to share.

“No,” she said.

“Take off my pants,” I ordered her.

She bent between us to do so and I gave Ian a warning glare. His brows shot up, but he held up hands in surrender.

She’s mine, I mouthed. He grinned but nodded.

“Suck me, baby,” I commanded.

She did as I asked, and I might have come in her mouth. Instead, I drew her up. Ian cupped her breasts as I claimed her mouth. He urged her to wrap her legs around me. I raised her higher in order to probe her entrance. Then Ian helped her slide down my cock. I groaned. At this angle I got deeper than before.