Embargo (Hot Off The Press) Book 2

Julie Bandis knew that an undercover expose on Trent Rex - the reclusive CEO of Rex Industries - would make her a star. After securing a false identity, Julie changes her name to Vanessa London and lands a job in the secretarial pool, fully expecting to get unprecedented access to the super secret organization. What she didn’t expect was that she would find herself in the middle of an affair with the muscular and domineering CEO himself.

Now Julie finds herself right in the middle of Trent Rex’s inner circle. This catches the attention of the company’s ever-vigilant head of security, who demands that the young woman submit to an enhanced background check which includes a fingerprint scan. “We need to ensure you are not a corporate spy or someone else who could do harm to Mr. Rex,” the head of security explains.

Julie knows it is only a matter of time before she is caught. So the young woman decides that her only option is to go to Mr. Rex himself and confess everything to the domineering and temperamental billionaire known around the office as the “T. Rex.”

Embargo (Hot Off The Press) Book 2

By C.T. Sloan

The following work is for private use only and may not be re-published, all or in part, without express written consent of the publisher.

Copyright 2013 MC73 Publishing

“What did you need to tell me, Vanessa?” my boss asks.

I just stand there, feeling the blood leave my face. It’s just him and me. I look at that six-foot, five-inch muscular billionaire. There is no telling what Mr. Trent Rex - the T. Rex himself - will do to me when I confess everything.

“Vanessa?” Mr. Rex asks me again.

“My name is not Vanessa,” I utter.

Mr. Rex stops looking through his papers. He just stands there and stares at me for a moment. I can see this very intelligent and instinctual man thinking through the ramifications of what I just told him.

“Who are you?” Mr. Rex asks with a calmness that frightens me more than I would expect.

“My name is Julie Bandis. I am an undercover reporter for
Texas Monthly
magazine,” I squeak. I want to ramble on my full confession. But I can’t even muster the ability to think straight. My eyes wander down. I can’t even look Mr. Rex in the face.

“Julie,” Mr. Rex proclaims simply, addressing me by my real name for the first time. I lift up my head and face the T. Rex. He is completely calm and collected. I just stand there waiting for the temperamental billionaire to blow his top. I feel like a person wanting for a bomb to go off after the countdown timer has hit zero. My body can’t take another second of this. “Well, I have to say that I admire the fact that you would have the courage to confess to me face-to-face,” the powerful CEO declares while he approaches me.

“I had no choice. Your Director of Security told me I had to submit to an advanced background screening. I knew I would be found out,” I confess.

My boss’s unflinching glance makes it hard for me to breathe. When Mr. Rex’s speakerphone beeps, I let out a slight shriek.

“Mr. Rex. Mr. Skoca is requesting to meet with you,” a female voice on the speakerphone announces.

“Send him in,” Mr. Rex responds.

The door opens and I see the Director of Security. A man who I nicknamed the “silver fox” due to his sleek back white hair. As the Director of Security enters the room, he is visibly shocked to see me in Mr. Rex’s office.

“I assume you are here to tell me about Miss Julie Bandis,” Mr. Rex says to his Director of Security.

“Her name is not Vanessa London. Her name is Julie Bandis. She is a recent graduate from the University of Texas with a degree in journalism. We are continuing our background check on her,” the head of security says.

“Julie, in her wisdom, decided to come up here and confess to me,” Mr. Rex tells his security boss.

“Her access card is deactivated and her computers are locked. I’ll have her debriefed and escorted off the premises,” Mr. Skoca announces as I get sick to my stomach.

Mr. Rex puts his hand up which makes his head security guy fall to immediate silence. “I will deal with her personally,” the T. Rex tells his security boss. Mr. Skoca looks at me, shakes his head slightly - a kind of a, “I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes” sort of non-verbal gesture. “I’m sure you have other matters to deal with, Mr. Skoca. You should get on top of those,” Mr. Rex tells his security boss.

“Yes sir,” Mr. Skoca says as he closes the doors of the CEO’s office.

Mr. Rex looks me up and down. It seems as though he wants to absorb as much about me before he would ask me a question. The silence just makes me increasingly nervous. “When did you graduate from college?”

“I graduated from UT about eight months ago,” I squeak.

This elicits a bit of a chuckle from the powerful CEO. Something that catches me completely off guard. “I have to compliment you. You are not even a year removed from J-school and you were able to sneak your way into my office.”

I begin to feel a little proud of that myself. As I start to crack a smile, the hulking CEO walks right up to me. The smirk is gone. “You think you are a clever little girl?”

“No sir,” I exclaim softly.

Mr. Rex picks me up off of my feet until I am staring him eye to eye. I am scared but I am also oddly turned on. I look at the muscles bulging through his nice, white dress shirt.

“I don’t like to be messed with.”

“I am not messing with you,” I plead as my feet dangle off of the ground. I accidentally brush my thigh against my boss’s crotch.

“Did you just rub your young little thigh against my cock?”

“I didn’t mean to, Mr. Rex,” I exclaim as my legs continue to dangle off of the ground. I accidentally brush my exposed thigh against my boss’s cock again. This time, I can tell he is hard. That causes me to smile. Fuck. What is wrong with me?!

“You’re trying to fuck with me, aren’t you?!” Mr. Rex growls.

“No, sir,” I mumble as I try to suppress my adolescent giggles.

“Then what’s with that little smile on your face?”


“I can’t help it.”

“You’re making my cock hard you young little harlot.”

Mr. Rex drops me onto the ground. “Turn around and face the wall. I don’t want to see you giggling at me while I am reprimanding you,” my boss yells. I walk to the oak wall and put my hands up. I spread my legs apart.

“I’m sorry sir, I’m just nervous,” I explain.

“You should be nervous,” Mr. Rex growls.

I nervously shift the weight on my feet. As my body rocks back and forth, Mr. Rex barks, “Are you wiggling your ass at me?!”



“No, sir.”

I feel a hard slap come across my ass. Dammit, that feels good. I begin to breathe heavily.

“Now tell me who you are working for,” Mr. Rex demands.

“
Texas Monthly
magazine.”


“Who else knows about your secret identity?”

“My editor.”

“And does your editor have a name?”

“Harold Gregg.”

I feel my boss walk up behind me. His hard cock rubs up against my ass as he leans in and begins to breathe behind my right ear, “And I take it he is the one who procured your false identity.” I can’t answer right away. I’m just feeling that nice, hard cock against my ass. I arch my head back and bite my lower lip. Mr. Rex grabs the back of my neck. “Why are you playing games with me. I want an answer,” my boss demands. I can’t answer. All I’m thinking about is that hard dick. I begin to grind my ass back against that hard dick. Mr. Rex begins to choke me with his big, strong right hand.

“Dammit,” Mr. Rex growls as he starts to dry hump me. “You don’t control this situation. And I am going to show you who’s in charge.” My skirt gets pulled down. Mr. Rex removes his pants. I feel his hard dick right up against my ass. “Get on your knees,” my boss demands. I obey him. Mr. Rex orders, “Open your mouth.” My boss grabs me by the sides of my head and begins to fuck my mouth. I feel that big dick just stuff my entire throat. It’s hard for me to breathe. I close my lips around that dick and try my best to suck off my master.

My boss shows my mouth no mercy. He is determined to fuck my face until I get lockjaw. My only hope is to turn the tables and make Mr. Rex cum faster than he anticipates. I grab his ass and push my mouth all the way down on that dick. “Oh fuck!” Mr. Rex moans. I hold that position for a good ten seconds. I can feel my boss’s fingernails claw into my scalp. I can hear him grunt. When Mr. Rex least expects it, I start to suck him off with a fury that he’s never felt in his life. I slide my wet lips up and down that dick as he screams for me to stop. I do no such thing.

“I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fuck cum!” my boss screams. That only makes me suck him off faster. I suck and suck until my boss empties his balls right down my throat. I swear they could hear his screams all the way down at the lobby. I swallow every drop and continue to suck off the most powerful man in Texas. There is nothing stopping me now. Mr. Rex begins to slap the sides of my head. I hold on to his perfect ass for dear life while I continue to suck off his super-sensitive dick. After a few more bops to the side of my head, my boss pries his dick away from my mouth and pushes me onto the floor. Mr. Rex falls onto his sofa, holding his throbbing dick in his hands. His chest heaves up and down while he tries to recover from my wet and talented mouth.

Mr. Rex looks up at the ceiling. His face is red and sweaty. He looks like he has just been in a car accident. I should take this opportunity to escape but there is something about the sight of Mr. Rex holding his big throbbing dick in his hand that just turns me on. After a few more seconds of admiring my boss’s throbbing cock, I pick up my skirt and try to make a subtle exit out of the office.

I begin to crawl towards the double doors of Mr. Rex’s lair when I feel a tug on my hair. “Oh no you don’t,” my boss growls as he forces me up onto my feet. There is a little bit of me that is excited that my master has his hands on me. On the other hand, I am a little nervous about what he could have planned for little ole me.

Mr. Rex walks me to his desk and bends me over. He opens a drawer and pulls out a set of handcuffs. “You are going to regret playing your little games on me. My office is completely soundproof. No one can possibly hear what is going on within these walls,” my boss says as he places my hands behind my back.

I’ve never been handcuffed before. I feel the cold steel wrap around my wrists. The sound of the cuffs locking behind my back sends a shiver down my spine. Mr. Rex spanks my ass and then he pulls down my underwear. My boss spreads my legs apart. “You are a smart little girl. But you are also a deceitful and cunning little girl. If you can submit to me, perhaps I can find it in my heart to forgive you for your transgressions.”

“Mr. Rex, I would not betray you.”

“We’ll see about that,” my boss says as he pulls his belt off of his pants. Mr. Rex gets completely naked and begins to brush that leather against my bare ass. “Now, first things first. Did you send any information to your editor?”

“No, sir.”

I feel a hard slap against my ass. I cry out. “I don’t believe you!” Mr. Rex declares.

“It’s true.”

“You were in my office. You were privy to my meetings with my Asia operations. I find it impossible that you didn’t pass along any information.”

“I swear I didn’t!” I moan out.

Mr. Rex whips my ass again. Then he starts to rub my pussy. Oh wow. Talk about the best possible punishment. He slides his fingers inside of me. I rest the side of my face on my boss’s desk and enjoy his hand. Mr. Rex reaches around with his other hand and undoes my blouse. He pulls up my bra and starts to fondle my breasts. “Alright, how do you communicate to your editor?”

“We are supposed to communicate by e-mail. I was planning on using wireless hotspots, at public places, to avoid detection,” I reveal to my boss.

“If I find out you are lying, I will do bad things to your body,” my boss warns. I little smile comes across my face.

“Dammit! You think I’m playing around. I’ll show you what I’m capable of,” my boss says as he opens a drawer.

Mr. Rex pulls out this plastic bag. I see something that resembles a long plastic purple cone.

“Do you know what this is?”

I look at the strange object for a moment. “No sir.”

My boss laughs. He opens the plastic bag and pulls out the object. He places it up close to my face. Oh fuck. That looks like it could be a buttplug?! Mr. Rex forces my mouth open and demands that I suck on it. I dare not defy my master so I begin to suck on this large object that could not possibly fit up my ass. I need to talk him out of this. I’ve experimented with ass play before but I’ve never encountered anything like this.

Before I can raise any objection, I feel my ass cheeks get spread apart. A warm tongue runs right up my ass. Oh fuck, whatever objection I was about to raise just went right out of the window. My boss’s wet, warm tongue takes me to another planet as he licks my ass for several, long pleasing minutes. In fact, Mr. Rex’s tongue feels so good, I almost completely forget about what I was worried about.