Taking What He Wants (Celine and Rhyland series)

Taking What He wants

Publis
hed by Iris Deorre

Copyright
November 2013 Iris Deorre

This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations and incidents are products of author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales or events is entirely coincidental.

Chapter One

‘Sir she’s here.’

‘Thank you Finn please give her the bag.’

‘Yes sir.’

Finn walked to the corner of the office and picked up the black bag Rhyland his boss had given him.

‘This is for you.’ He gave it to
Celine.

‘What’s this for?’

He shrugged and looked about him then stepped aside. The office building was empty. Everyone had gone home from the contracting site, just one of Rhylands many businesses.

Celine
opened the bag, in it was a note. It read:
It’s Christmas soon, be of good cheer! From now on until Christmas when you come to see me I want you in this gear.

She scrunc
hed the note and tossed it back in the bag. Things had changed a lot for her since she’d met Rhyland. She thought back to the very day.

One month ago

It happened at one of the pubs she was working at. He’d been watching her the minute he’d stepped in. She was dark a beautiful and nothing like the women he’d seen. There was something about her that he liked, that he wanted to possess. He sat around with Finn, his driver, personal assistant and everything in between and just waited. It was only after the crowd had died down and she changed shifts with the new girl did he decided he wanted to approach her. He waited for her to leave from behind the bar. She ordered a drink then walked over to the other side of the pub to join a group of friends. He watched as he drank, watched her laugh, watched her tease a guy that was part of the group. He wondered if they liked each other, it was in the body language, but that was beside the point. Rhyland always got what he wanted and that night he wanted her.

It was half an hour later
that Rhyland decided it was time to go and speak to her. He ordered another of what she was drinking and moved smoothly across the crowds towards the group of young people. He stood at the table; there was a moment of awkward silence that was quickly broken by Ava the beautiful blond who always got what she wanted. But not this time, the gorgeous Rhyland by-passed her and walked straight for Celine.

‘Ooooh…’ Came
sounds from the group, it was the first time Ava had ever been ignored and she didn’t like it one bit.

‘Rhyland.’
He introduced himself and offered her the drink.

Celine
studied him for a moment. He was tall and handsome with jet black hair, he wore a suit, not any suit, she could tell that it had been tailor made to fit him perfectly. He smelt amazing, nothing like the university guys she knew. There was something very intimidating about him and yet it drew her in.

‘
Celine,’ she said finally and took a sip of the drink he’d given her.

Both her friends Ava and Harvey eyed her cautiousl
y, she knew better than to take a drink from a stranger. The rest of the group seemed to drunk to care what she poured down her throat.

‘Would you like to come and join
me? I have a private booth,’ he said.

‘Why would I want to do that?’ She eyed him.

He smiled, he liked her already. He moved in closer so that his mouth was on her ear and began to whisper.

‘Because you’re curious, because I have an of
fer you simply can’t resist, because you’re a woman who won’t be able to turn down the offer.’ He moved away leaving her breathing heavily.

The sound of his voice, the breeze against her ear took her breath away. Never in her life had any man been in t
he position to make her go weak at the knees. She looked at her friends and pursed her lips. Rhyland watched as she struggled with it. He knew what she wanted to do, he knew what most women would do, all he had to do was wait.

‘Okay but only for half an hour,’ she said finally.

‘Ce?’ Ava shrieked.

‘I’m
curious; I’m dying to find out.’

‘I’m glad.’ Ryhland took her hand and led her away from the group and towards his private booth.

When they arrived Finn stepped out to give them a little privacy. Rhyland smiled at the black beauty, there were so many things running around his mind at that moment.

‘Come work for me.’ He got straight to the point.

‘Sir, you don’t even know me.’

‘I know you enough and you are satisfying.’

‘That maybe so but I already have a job; at the bar and during the day I’m doing my second year in chemical engineering.’

‘Beautiful and brainy, the more reason to work for me.’

She eyed him suspiciously.

‘How much do you earn at this pub?’

‘Mr – ’

‘It
’s Rhyland, call me Rhyland.’

‘I don’t feel comfortable talking about that.’

‘Okay then I’ll estimate. If we’re talking minimum wage plus tips we’re looking at six pounds thirty an hour, five pounds three if you’re twenty and under. I’m guessing you’ve just turned nineteen so you’re on five an hour. How many hours do you work?’

‘Okay fine I earn about a hundred pounds plus tips,’ she blurted.

‘What if I told you, you could earn three thousand pounds in one night? Not only would you live a lot more comfortably, you’d be able to cover your degree. I assume you’ve taken out a loan.’

‘That’s what most students do.’

‘But you’re not most students. You’re unique and beautiful and you’ve just landed an amazing opportunity.’

‘If I may ask
, what will this job entail?’ She had her suspicions; the amount of money alone told her everything she needed to know.

He drew in closer and touched the side of her face, she moved away only slightly. His touch was welcome and yet she didn’t know hi
m. He was so good looking not to want but then again what was she stepping into.  He smiled and leaned back into the leather couch and just watched her for a moment.

‘It would mean that you give me whatever I want,’ he said finally.

Her heart raced and her flesh felt hot. The one thing she’d promised her mother was that she wouldn’t sell her body to get through university like so many were doing nowadays. But as she looked at this man, he wasn’t old; he didn’t have a big stomach or an unsightly beard. He was well dressed, clean, handsome, extremely sexy and just so god damn hot, how bad could it be? She would do it for free!

‘You mean sex?’ She was equally blunt.

‘Indeed. Three thousand pounds each time.’

‘Why me?’

‘Why not you, you’re beautiful, different and there are so many things I’d like to do with you.’

‘You don’t hold back Mr…urm Rhyland.’

‘Why should I? I’m a businessman, I know what I want.’

‘And do you usually get what you want?’

He laughed at her statement. ‘I like you,’ he said.

‘Can I think about this?’

‘Of course.’ He fiddled in his suit pocket and pulled out a card and slid it across the table. ‘But don’t think for too long.’ He winked.

She took the card her hands a little shaky as she did so. How was she going to say no when deep down she was already saying
yes?

‘I think I better get back to my friends,’ she said.

‘Of course, remember don’t take too long to think.’

She nodded and stepped out to head back for the group.

****

‘You’re not seriously thinking about doing this are you?’ Ava asked later that evening when they’d got back to their flat.

‘Wouldn’t you?’

‘No!’

‘Liar!’

Ava folded her arms opened her mouth about to protest when…

‘Didn’t you once mention that there was a website for sugar daddy’s that you wanted to join? Something about finding a well up man to pay for your studies and support you while you studied.’

‘I was only joking.’ She sat on her bed.

‘Right. You’re joking now because I’ve got an offer. Are you jealous that it’s not you for a change?’

‘How can you even say
that?’

‘Let’s face it you’ve always been the centre of attention but today for the first time I get first place.’ She smiled.

‘You do realise this man wants to fuck you, god knows what else he wants to do with you.’

‘I’m aware of that
, I’m also aware that my pockets will be three thousand pounds heavier.’

‘Money, money.’

‘Isn’t it just.’

‘What about
Harvey?’

‘
What about him?’

‘You see how he looks at you, he likes you.’

Celine laughed.

‘What’s so
funny?’

‘You, you trying to sway me not to take up this mans offer.’

‘If you want to take it go ahead, don’t blame me if you’re miserable.’

Again she laughed. ‘You hate this don’t you, not being the one.’

‘It’s got nothing to do with it.’

‘Okay then because I’ve made my decision.’

‘You have?’ She was suddenly shocked.

‘I have, I’m going to take him up on the offer.’

Ava’s face turned from shock to horror Celine only laughed more.

‘I need the money, I can’t stand the pub and the lousy tips and with this I only have to do it once in a while. Not to mention the man is fine.’

‘So you’re going to be a whore?’

‘If that’s what you want to call
it, yeah, I’m going to be his whore, not any whore, his whore.’ She smiled satisfied.

‘Your mother will be ashamed of you.’

‘My mother doesn’t have to know.’

Ava sat silently
just watching her friend and roommate make the worst decision in her life, in her opinion. But if the shoe had been on the other foot, Ava would have done the exact same thing even though she refused to admit it openly.

****

Present Day

So here she was, getting up from the chair and taking the bag with her to the bathroom to get changed. It had been strange at first but the more she did it the more comfortable she became. Her money situation had become
a lot easier and now she didn’t have to worry about the huge university bill, about paying it back until pension age!  All those tuition fees would soon be cleared very quickly.

Celine
stood in front of the mirror and began to fix her make up. She’d worn pink lipstick with a darkish blush and eye shadow. The colours looked great on her skin but now she’d have to change the lipstick to red to match the Santa clause outfit. She took her time getting into the clothes and finally put the hat on. She gazed at herself in the mirror and just for a second she could hear her mother’s voice.

Don’t sell yourself to anyone honey.

Celine shook the words from her head, zipped up the bag and headed for his office. She knew it too well now. She knocked lightly and entered. He was sat waiting for her in the big leather chair like he always did. She put down the bag and shut the door behind her. He loosened his tie and smiled, gazing at the beauty before him. It was like studying a beautiful painting, appreciating it, letting it give you pleasure. Celine gave him pleasure, pleasure that travelled all the way to his balls.

‘Take them off,’ he said.

Celine knew what to do and even though he was paying her to do this she felt the excitement every time. She lifted the little Santa dress and pulled down the black satin panties.

‘You know what I want.’ He leaned back into the chair and waited.

Celine placed her fingers between her lips and wet them. Next she put the wet fingers between her thighs and began to oil her well.

‘I can’t hear you,’ he said as he watched her pleasure herself.

‘Oh yes, ahaha, ah yes!’ she panted for him.

‘More, I want more!’

‘Aaaaah yes! Oh yes, yes I want you right now yes!’ Her voice heightened as her fingers worked her pussy. ‘Yes, oho baby you’re so big.’

‘How big?’

‘Very very big.’ She panted keeping the hands between her, rubbing up and down the middle of the flaps, mixing her juices as she did so.

‘Show me,’ he said his erection
getting harder by the moment.’

She withdrew her fingers and lifted to show him the results of her pleasure.

‘Not enough, I want more.’

She pushed her two fingers back into her pulsating hole
and began to work for more lust. She whimpered as she did so, doing it as loud as she could. Rhyland watched excitedly, his balls swelling by the moment. He breathed heavily as he watched with admiration as Celine collected her lust and brought out more of it each time.

‘Show me again.’

She lifted her fingers and this time the white slick slid down her fingers as well as down the sides of her thighs.

‘Lovely, that’s more like it.’ He sat there and just watched her for a moment. ‘Lift up your dress let me see you,’ he said.