We’re on the grass, and I say, “What do you think it is?”
And then this time he’s the one pulling me in for a kiss, and I think about living my life with him forever and all of sudden I don’t even feel like going to the gallery. I feel like going up to his playroom so that we can play.
The Billionaire’s Toy
After one weekend in Vegas, nothing will ever be the same again.
I wanted her from the day I saw her body blossom from a sweet innocent teenager to a wide-hip, succulent bust woman.
I have a plan to take her to Vegas. I want to give her a taste of how I can make her feel.
Sexy.
Wanted.
Loved.
From her head, right down to her toe and after I’ve finished I know that she’ll be begging me for more.
Once I take her, her alluring lips will be begging me for more.
I want her to be my submissive.
I want her to be mine.
There’s just one problem; she’s my best friend’s daughter. Not only will it break a friendship, but it could also break something so dear to me.
It’s a risk that I’m willing to take.
For the one girl that I need on her knees begging me to take her.
I need to make her mine.
Chapter One
Emily
I’m looking at all the checks that I have to write and compare it to what needs paying immediately. There’s just one problem, they all need paying now.
Fuck!
They don’t add up to what I could pay now and what I have to pay. I give up! I throw my head back and sink into my leather chair. The one item that I haven’t had to sell in the last six weeks to make ends meet.
“Emily I thought that you left?”
Katie, my secretary, says as she’s about to turn the light off. Her hands are hovering over the switch, and I think about maybe just continuing in the dark. If I do that, at least I’ll cut one cost. Even if it’s just a few cents. The way things are going, every cent counts.
I thought that she’d left, I was hoping not to have a talk with her. Maybe I’ll do it tomorrow, then again I’ve been saying that every single day for the past week.
“No,” I whisper as I stand up and decide to be brave.
“Katie, I’m going to have to shut up shop.”
She nods as she enters the room. I should have sat her down, maybe talked to her for a bit and then said it, but there was no need to beat around the bush. Especially when the written was on the
wall. It has been for a while.
“I expanded too quickly, and it was crazy, because before when I used to sell to department stores, everyone was telling me to start my line. The moment I do that…”