Admit You Want Me (Irresistible Billionaires 3)

“You’re right, they’re not your friends, but they are incredibly useful contacts for you and your company, and you need to get them on your side.”

“I have enough money. The company is valued in the billions. I don’t need to make more.”

“Huge companies go bankrupt all the time. Despite what you might think, you are not yet too big to fail. If you don’t rub elbows with the right people, your contacts will dry up and all your hard work thus far will have been for nothing. Many people have business ideas, sometimes they’re quite good but they lack longevity. Don’t you want your company to have a future?”

Continuing to complain would be useless. I couldn’t get out of the event now no matter what I wanted. What I did want was to take off the suit and to spend the night here at my place with Missy. She would finally stop lying to me about not wanting to be together and we could keep each other up all night.

She handed me a belt and I slipped it through the loops in the pants. Showtime was getting closer and closer. I didn’t want to do this. I would have rather done anything but this. I hated it. I hated it.

“What are you doing?”

“Something’s wrong with the belt.”

“What is it?”

“It’s the whole thing, the pants too. They don’t feel good right here,” I told her, motioning at the crotch.

“Let me see,” she said. I ground my jaw unconsciously. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I didn’t want to go through with this. Why had I agreed to this in the first place? How fucking hard was it to get into a suit? I felt Missy’s hands on me and heard the zip of my pants coming down. I looked down. Missy had dropped to a squat on the floor and was undressing me.

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?” she asked. I could see what she was doing, I just didn’t believe it. All she did was run hot and cold. Let me kiss and touch her, let me fuck her and then tell me that she wasn’t actually interested in anything with me. She sucked the head of my cock into her mouth and I stopped caring as much. She was good at that. Very good. I reached down for her head but she swatted my hand away.

“Unlike you, I had to pay someone to do this for me,” she said, protecting her hair.

“I do pay you, you know,” I said.

“Not for this part. I don’t want people thinking I’m a slag.”

“No, never,” I said, closing my eyes. She licked and sucked my balls into her mouth one by one. So good. So fucking good. The gala was the furthest thing from my mind. I didn’t care anymore.

“Better?” she asked.

“Huh? What?” I opened my eyes and looked down at her. I wasn’t thinking about anything other than every other part of her body where I could put my cock.

“You should just go down the carpet naked. That would make a splash.” It would. She took me deep into her throat, gagging a little. Any more of that and I’d be making a splash all over her nice dress.

“Did you…”

“Hm?” she asked. I had a feeling that if we carried on with this, I was going to be late. Toby was going to freak out and… and…

“Fuck it,” I said. I pulled her up to the bed and yanked her towards me. If I had to go to this stupid thing, I had to at least get to do this too. I pulled my pants down and took off the shirt.

“Don’t you dare throw that on the floor,” she said. The fucking clothes would be fine. I got on top of her and plunged into her depths.

“Easy,” she said.

“Hm?” I asked. I pulled all the way out of her and looked down at her. Her lips were parted and her lipstick was messed up. My fault and I had barely just begun.

24

Artemis

“Does that feel good?” he asked me. It did, but was right now the best time to have that conversation? More action please, no more talking. Come to think of it, I felt really angry at him. Not angry in the legitimate sense, just really annoyed that he was doing amazing things to me and that he knew that he was. I was the one who had initiated, I was supposed to be on top.

“Hurry up and finish already, we’re going to be late.” Instead of getting back to work, he pulled out of me completely. I was about to object when he tugged me towards him and got down on the ground between my legs. I short-circuited when he touched his mouth to my pussy. I didn’t know what I was expecting when I put his cock in my mouth but strangely, it was not this. He played dirty. He knew what he wanted, he knew he was good at it and he didn’t let me get away with a thing.

I almost didn’t want to come, just to spite him but there was no point in doing that. He infuriated me so often, what else was he even good for? He showed me what he was good for when I came, not bothering to hold back my cries. He rose from between my legs and stood, pulling me onto my feet so he was behind me.