Tied to the Billionaire(16)

“We have an appointment this afternoon with Monsieur Fronchet at Van Cleef and Arpels on Place Vend?me. I plan to buy you a proper wedding ring.” The plain gold circlet he’d acquired so hurriedly in Newport gleamed in the morning sunlight. After they’d been discovered in flagrante, his trousers unbuttoned and her gown in tatters, Andrew’s mother had insisted on a rapid, private marriage and a long trip abroad. Andrew had been eager, for once, to obey his mother’s dictates.

Olivia had been mortified when Gannet had strolled up to the tea house. Now, though, the recollection of his knowing smile thrilled her. Andrew had vowed he’d share her with his devoted and discreet friend after they returned to America…

Her husband licked at the corners of her mouth, gathering powdered sugar and residual cream. “And then, later, I’ve booked us a cruise on the Seine. A private cruise.”

Warmth surged through her as he applied his deft fingers to her soaked quim. A premonition of climax scattered her fantasies of what he might do to her on the boat. But he snatched his hand away just as she teetered on the brink, then chuckled at her moan of frustration.

“You’re insatiable, my darling slut.” He leaned in for another kiss.

“And you love that fact, don’t you, sir?” Olivia countered when they broke for breath.

“I do. I love you—your body, your mind, your eagerness to serve me…”

“Even my liberal social philosophies?”

“I raised the millworkers’ wages, didn’t I? And the steel men’s, too.” He twisted one engorged nipple to the point of pain. She swallowed her cry, determined to endure whatever delicious tortures he saw fit to bestow. “You drive a hard bargain, Mrs MacIntyre.”

His rampant cock slipped easily between her sprawled thighs and into her slick folds—where it belonged. Olivia gasped. “Ah—oh, sir…” A new crisis shimmered on the horizon as he stroked in and out. She gazed up into the mischief-filled eyes of her lover, her lord, her master.

“But it’s worth it. You’re mine now, tied to me by law and lust. And no matter what anyone says, I’m never letting you go.”






About the Author



I became addicted to words at an early age. I began reading when I was four. I wrote my first story at five years old and my first poem at seven. Since then, I’ve written plays, tutorials, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred-page dissertation and, of course, erotica. I’m the author of four erotic novels and two short story collections. I also edited the groundbreaking anthology Sacred Exchange, which explores the spiritual aspects of BDSM relationships, and the massive collection Cream: The Best of the Erotic Readers and Writers Association. My short stories have appeared in more than two dozen print collections edited by erotica luminaries such as M. Christian, Maxim Jakubowski, Mitzi Szereto, Rachel Kramer Bussel and Alison Tyler.

My lifelong interests in sex and the written word became serendipitously entwined about a decade ago when I read my first Black Lace book by Portia da Costa. Her work inspired me to take my fantasies out of the closet (and the private email files) and expose them to the world. The rest, as they say, is history (although, granted, no more than a minor footnote!).

I’ve always loved travelling—my husband seduced me in a Burmese restaurant by telling me tales of his foreign adventures. Since then I have visited every continent except Australia, although I still have a long travel wish list. Currently I live with him and our two exceptional felines in Southeast Asia, where I pursue an alternative career that is completely unrelated to my creative writing.

Email: [email protected]



Lisabet loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.total-e-bound.com.





Also by Lisabet Sarai



Raw Silk

Incognito

Serpent’s Kiss

Truce of Trust

Necessary Madness

Fire in the Blood

Hot Spell

Quarantine

Rajasthani Moon

Bound Brits: Getaway Girl

Brit Party: Monsoon Fever

Brits in Time: Shortest Night

Gaymes: Crossed Hearts

Master Me: The Understudy

Seeing Stars: Bodies of Light

Treble: Wild About That Thing

Switch: Mastering Maya

Halloween Heart-throbs: Rendezvous

Christmas Spirits: Tomorrow’s Gifts

Yule Be Mine: Almost Home





HOT FOR HIM





Amy Armstrong





Dedication





For Claire, Inva, Maria and Rachel, wonderful friends who continue to inspire me.





Trademarks Acknowledgement





The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:



Dior: Christian Dior S.A.

Dom Perignon: Mo?t & Chandon

Lanvin: Lanvin

Manolos: Manolo Blahnik

Vivienne Westwood: Vivienne Westwood SRL





Chapter One





With a low, drawn-out groan, Elena reached out and whacked the button on her alarm clock before burrowing deeper under the toasty duvet with a satisfied grunt. The blasted thing continued to buzz.