Claimed for the Master's Pleasure (Guilty Pleasures #5)(35)

Quickly, she descended the stairs, and a smile spread on her lips as she hastily tied her white robe around herself. What delights lay in store for her tonight? Sex with Jake was simply out of this world. She ran the last few yards, making sure she was there when he came through the door.

With bated breath, she heard the key turn in the lock, and the unmistakable sound as he came into the entrance hall.

In submissive mode, Lia walked barefoot toward him. As a mark of respect, she bowed her head. “Sir, I am at your command. Is there anything you desire?” The breath hitched in her throat. As she glanced down her body, she watched her breasts rapidly rise and fall. Her nipples had hardened into prominent peaks, and jutted noticeably through the flimsy silk gown, betraying her inner state of mind.

Jake reached out and cupped her chin, angling her face so her gaze would meet his own. The intensity in his blue eyes mesmerized her. “You have pleased me once again, slave. I have some important papers I need to complete for the board meeting tomorrow. Come to my office in ten minutes with a cool beer. I want you at my disposal.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Lia’s heart beat rapidly as he strode away. She knew he had something planned for her. By prolonging the event it only added to the effect.

On tenterhooks, Lia paced the ground floor. After ten minutes, she removed an ice-cold Bud from the refrigerator, and made her way to his office. It was on the second level of the house and nestled at the end of a long corridor. She gently tapped the door.

Jake’s sexy voice boomed from inside, “Enter.”

When she entered the room, he was sitting in his executive leather chair. He was busily sifting through a pile of papers that were scattered across his desk. He looked up as she drew close. His eyes were hot and burned brightly. He motioned with his hand. “Come closer, my slave.”

Lia did as he commanded, standing obediently before him. She handed him the ice-cold Bud.

“Thank you.” Jake took a swig from the bottle, before staring intensely at her for a long time. “Now disrobe, my slave. I want to see what belongs to me.” He lounged back in his chair, totally at ease with himself. Confidence seemed to ooze from every pore in his body.

Lia slowly pulled the robe from her shoulders, letting it slip seductively to the floor. She loved the way his eyes devoured her from head to toe, sweeping over her body in one fluid movement. It made her feel wanted and desired. Jake took another swig of beer. He lifted his chin and undid the top two buttons on his shirt, easing the collar loose. All the time his eyes held hers.

“Move around to my side of the desk.”

“Yes, Sir.”

She moved closer to him, staring directly into his eyes.

“Now turn around and spread yourself across the desk, face down.”

In total submission, and with her heart beating rapidly, Lia turned and began pushing the documents on his desk to one side.

His gruff voice barked from behind her, halting her movements. “Did I give you permission to move those?”

“No, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir.”

“Then put them back as they were.”

She quickly returned the documents to their original positions, before spreading herself across the mahogany desk. When she couldn’t stretch any further, she curled her fingers around the edge, anchoring herself into position. The papers lay trapped beneath her stomach and breasts.

“Now listen to me, my slave.” Jake began slowly caressing her thighs. He spread her legs wide apart using his feet. “You are not to make a sound. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” she answered breathily, trembling from his sensual touch.

“The slightest sound, and I will punish you severely.”

Lia loved being at his mercy. She closed her eyes and concentrated on her breathing, wondering what he would do next. She jolted when she felt the ice-cold bottle of Bud between her shoulder blades. Thank God she managed to keep quiet.

He whispered in her ear, “Shhh, not a sound.”

Jake slowly trailed the ice-cold bottle down the length of her spine. She knew he would try his utmost to make her speak or moan. This time she was determined to keep quiet.

It was her duty as his slave to make him work for her punishment. It was what turned them both on.





Chapter Twenty-Four



Jake allowed himself a moment to admire Lia’s compliant body. She was so achingly beautiful. Her sylphlike form lay seductively draped across his desk. He set the Bud down, and then leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Remember, just one little sound and there will be serious consequences.”

He smiled. They were a match made in heaven. In just the short time they’d known each other, he’d found they were compatible on every level—intellectually, physically, emotionally, politically, and sexually. He knew Lia wouldn’t give in too easily. Yeah, she knew exactly what made him tick. Her complete surrender was his aphrodisiac, and she’d make him earn it.

He cast his shirt aside, and then removed the rest of his clothes. His cock stood to attention. Hard and throbbing, the purple head wept his arousal. He smoothed his hands over her flawless back, enjoying the silken feel of her skin. Then slowly, very slowly, he traced his fingers down her arms, pressing himself lower and lower as he stretched across her naked back. He clasped his hands tightly around her wrists. He could hear her inhale and exhale, but no sound passed her lips.