The Final Seduction (The Billionaire's Way 3)

Mr. Peak removes my blouse. He fondles with my bre**asts. Then he slowly unhooks my bra and begins to tease and pinch my nipp**les. My boss can see the anguish in my face as I long to kiss his full lips.

I reach up to unbutton Mr. Peak’s shirt. He slaps me away as he continues to play with my body. My boss pulls me down until I am lying on my back. He slowly unzips my skirt and pulls it own. I lie there wearing my panties anxiously awaiting my boss’s next sexual move.

“I love the way that tie looks wrapped around your mouth. You look so pure and so vulnerable. It turns me on,” Mr. Peak announces as he begins to removes his shirt. My boss drops his shirt to the ground. He pulls off his T-shirt. Yum, I never get sick of looking at that man’s chest.

Mr. Peak pulls down his slacks and lowers his boxers. I reach out to grab his hard co**ck. Damn, I just want to devour every inch of that man. I can tell my boss is really getting off with my slowly stroking his massive co**ck. He’s definitely not swatting my hand away now.

My boss begins to run his hand between my legs while I play with his co**ck. We begin to get each other off. Mr. Peak looks like he is about to cum. I know I am close. I stroke my boss faster and faster until he stops me.

“I have to f**k you right now!” Mr. Peak says as he gets on top of me. I feel that hard di**ck go deep into my body. I spread my legs as wide as they will go. Mr. Peak rails me well. I feel like I am going to get buried into this sofa!

I grab Mr. Peak’s back and hang on for the ride. We fall off of the sofa and end up on the floor. My boss grunts while I try to moan through the restraint around my mouth. It gets hard for me to breathe. But that only makes the action that much more intense!

Mr. Peak turns me over and forces me to get into the doggystyle position. I feel him get behind me. Oh God. This feels good. Mr. Peak grabs my shoulders and starts to ram me like a stallion. Tears begin to roll down my cheek.

“Fucking take it!” Mr. Peak yells as he spanks my as**s. I scream through the restraint around my mouth. My screams sound desperate and disturbing. The more Mr. Peak spanks me, the more I try to moan. The harder Mr. Peak f**ks me, the louder I try to scream.

My boss slams me at full speed. I cum. Hard. Mr. Peak reaches his orgasm with an eruption of screams that could possibly be heard all the way down at the CNN studios. Mr. Peak pulls my hair and kisses me on the neck. It’s that hard show of affection that really gets me off the most. Mr. Peak knows how to be rough and smooth all at the same time.

The two of us chill out on the floor of the office. Mr. Peak finally takes the restraint out of my mouth. I instantly kiss him. We make-out tenderly for the next twenty minutes. Afterwards, I feel comfortable enough to get chatty again.

“Sir, perhaps we should celebrate and go out tonight.”

“You just want to be in front of the cameras,” Mr. Peak teases.

I run my hands over my boss’s face. “People need to see the softer side of you, Mr. Peak.”

“I don’t have a soft side.”

“I think you do.”

My boss spanks me in the as**s. “We will go to Le Bernardin.”

“Awesome!” I say. Then I raise a concern. “Doesn’t it take months to get a reservation at that place.”

“Look at who you are talking to,” Mr. Peak says.

After we get dressed, my boss makes a phone call. Our table will be waiting for us at 9 p.m.

***

Mr. Peak and I make our entrance into the most exclusive eatery in New York City. Heads turn. And they are not looking at Mr. Peak. They are looking at me. We take our seat at one of the best tables in the dining room. It doesn’t take long for people to stop by to pay their respects to Mr. Peak while introducing themselves to little ole me.

The first man to stop by is the CEO of one of the biggest banks in New York. I have no idea who he is but Mr. Peak is speaking to him as an equal. My guess is that he is also a billionaire. The CEO politely introduces himself to me and shakes my hand.

A few moments later, another heavy hitter comes to the table. This time, the guest’s attention is focused squarely on me. “Alright Liam. I know you are here for Sarah,” Mr. Peak says as he focuses his attention on the wine menu.

“My I have the honor of sitting next to you,” Liam says.

“Sure,” I respond though I have no idea who this man is or why he is so important.

“I would love to work with you.”

“I would love to work with you, Liam. That is, if I had any idea as to what you do.”

Mr. Peak laughs at my statement. “Liam Mulroney is the Chairman of Alliance Media. He owns Alliance Films, Alliance News Network, as well as about twenty cable channels.”