Former Olympic hopeful Katelyn Willow put aside her dreams of gold more than eight years ago. Now she's an unemployed charity analyst running three hours late for a job interview with the CEO of Griffin Holdings after being mugged. Bound and determined to have the interview anyway, she waits outside the private entrance to his Chicago offices.
Griffin Montgomery doesn't know what to make of the disheveled and slightly bruised woman waiting for him in the alley. The gentleman inside him wants to tuck her into his limo and safely escort her to her apartment, with the promise of an interview once another position opens up.
The Dom inside him just wants to take her in every position imaginable.
This 12,200+ word Wicked Domination is the first installment in a series for readers who crave a dominating billionaire who wants more from his naïve pet than her body and obedience. He wants her heart -- even if he hasn't quite figured that out for himself!
Griffin stopped, withdrew his hand. Katelyn ached from the absence of his touch. Opening her eyes, she looked at the pen. She didn't want his money and she wouldn't talk. Hell, she didn't want to see him ever again. That would only force her to relive the humiliation of wanting him so damn badly.
When he took a step back, she realized she had resisted signing the contract for too long. He was done with her. Fine, it was better that way. She detested most of the wealthy men she had met in her job - they had everything, took everything and gave next to nothing. Griffin was no exception.
She started to push up from the desk.
His hand landed in the middle of her back, exerting just enough pressure that she couldn't stand without straining. "Don't think I'm done with you, beautiful."
Hearing the rustle of his running pants drop to the floor, her bones melted. He grabbed her hips. The fat crown of his erection rubbed along her needy slit.
She should hate the bastard instead of being so wet her juices dripped down her thighs. She'd denied herself too long, too afraid to count on a man for anything, even an orgasm. Now she was vulnerable around someone as masterful as Griffin Montgomery.
His hands slid down to her drenched pussy. Spreading her labia, he worked his thumbs in and out of her, priming her for his cock. Halfway to coming, her core throbbed with hard contractions, her clit jerking up and down with each pulse of need running through her.
"I'm going to take you every day this week." He positioned the head of his cock against her opening, teasing her with a wiggle of his hips. "Several times a day."
He took a shallow dip in, his broad diameter stretching her almost to the point of pain. "You'll come only when I say you can."
Her hand clawed along the top of his desk before curling around the pen.
"Anything I want." He pulled out, rubbed his slick length between her thighs and over her achy clit. One finger hooked her bottom lip to force her mouth open as his other hand gripped her ass. His thumb found the nervous pucker of her anus and stroked it. "And, baby, I want everything."
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Published July 26, 2012
by Christa Wick.
Romance, Erotica, Literature & Fiction.