Taming Graeme (Taming the Billionaire) (22 page)

She lay on her back between them.

“Happy, my perfect pet?” asked Graeme softly.

“Oh, so happy...thank you, both of you for such pleasure...I never knew...”

Michael smiled. “You’re welcome, kitten. So welcome. Thank you, and thank you, Graeme, for sharing...she is so special.”

They lay silent for some time, and then Graeme smiled at both of them. “Do you think Linda would enjoy that, Michael?”

“She’s not ready, Graeme, but when she is...yes, she’d love it. Do you think she’d love it, kitten?”

“I think she’d feel she’d died and gone to heaven. I know I do.”

“Would you mind if Graeme helped me to give my little trainee the same joy we just gave you, Olivia?” asked Michael.

“I wouldn’t mind the two of you and Linda,” said Olivia, shyly. “She’s my friend...”

“Would you like to be there, baby, to watch us?” asked Graeme. “So you can see how happy you looked?”

“Oh, could I?
And...and could we strap Linda to the Cross and put the nipple clamps on her, with that chain? That was wild.”

The two men laughed at her......

“I’ll have Ragnar make a set for her, perhaps with tiger’s eye and amber, to match Linda’s eyes, the way Graeme had him make the Lapis for you, Olivia.”

Later, Graeme led them to the back deck and uncovered his hot tub, and the three of them soaked, sipping champagne. It was a quiet, comfortable time, not much talking, just relaxing, coming down from a stupendous high.

Graeme fell asleep quickly, but Olivia lay beside hi
m
, thinking of how he had changed her life so dramatically in a matter of weeks. It was only five weeks on Friday, the first time he’d brought her to this house. She cared for him so much, how much she didn’t want to admit to herself. She and Linda had both found personal growth by giving up control to two very dominant men. Caring, sensitive men who were so strong, and so controlling...but Graeme had a reserve that Michael didn’t seem to have...

Graeme only seemed to be able to be with her for three days, and then he had to have a break. She wondered if he’d been the same with Francine. Maybe she could quietly ask Michael the next time she saw him.

Well, if that was all he could give her, so be it. But it was so hard being alone, without him. And after tonight...after tonight, such an intimate night. He’d shared her with his best friend. A conventional relationship would never withstand that, but they weren’t conventional, were they?

She was his sub, his little pet, and he owned her and could and would do what he liked with her. She didn’t want him to share her with anybody but Michael, though, she really didn’t. And she didn’t want to think of him taking Linda’s ass, either. She was alright with him being the man on the bottom, but not the man behind Linda...no...

Olivia thought about how happy she was tonight, and how unhappy she’d been Monday evening, how she’d even started to look for a job away from the Bank. It would come to that one day, she was sure. Because he would tire of her, become annoyed with her lack of experience, perhaps go back to Francine, who certainly wanted him by the sound of it.

Lying there, thinking about the future, did not make Olivia happy or optimistic. But she also thought about Graeme’s words about her finances and her grandparents, and she realized he was right, her granddad did not need her money, and she did.

She deserved to live in a better area, deserved to have a new winter coat, more than two pairs of shoes, the stilettos from the charity shop and her plain black pumps. Well, she had her trainers, too, so three pair of shoes.  She had the blue patent platforms from Belfast as well. Four pairs of shoes. More than she’d ever had in her life!

She deserved to have money in her savings account, more than sixteen pounds. She would put a hundred pounds into that account every payday now, and a hundred pounds into her hollowed out book, where she hid the money she saved for clothes. When she’d got five hundred pounds in the savings account, she’d find a flat in a decent area, perhaps she’d have to share with one or two other young career women to save money, and when Graeme was tired of her, she’d have her trader’s license, and she’d get a job at another Bank, as a junior trader. Olivia doubted she’d still be at the Bank in four and a half month’s time, when that bonus of two thousand pounds was due. No, he’d tire of her before then, and go back to Francine.

And she would just give up men, because nobody else would ever in her lifetime measure up to Graeme Browning. She hadn’t had a man in her life before Graeme. Surely it would be easy to be alone again. Olivia didn’t even want to think of another man touching her.

But until he tired of her, she would drink up every minute she could be with him, and store away the pleasure, to bring out and remember when he left her. She drifted off to sleep, her head on Graeme’s shoulder, his hand on her breast, her leg entangled with his...

FOURTEEN

They made it to the gym the next morning
.
He kissed her sweetly when he dropped her off at
Viva!
She smiled all the way through her gruelling hour long workout with the trainer, smiled through her breakfast, smiled through a tedious meeting about some new currency regulations that might or might not be instituted in India, and was still smiling when she sat down with her cup of tea.

“You look happy this morning,” said Linda.

“I had a lovely evening with my boyfriend,” Olivia replied.

“Well, I had a big fight with my husband,” said Rose. “He wants his mother to come again for another week, for
my
birthday of all things. I told him no, and he got into a snit.”

“I went to see a very experimental play,” said Amanda, “and I didn’t understand the plot at all. My boyfriend hated it and we left after Act One.”

“Michael went with Graeme to a business meeting after we had dinner and didn’t call me until after eleven. I imagine they went out for drinks after the meeting, and he sounded so tired...I’d hoped he’d come over or invite me over, but he didn’t...I really missed him.”

“My husband has at least one night a week out with the boys, usually more. I’m going to start having a night out with the girls, and see how he likes it,” said Rose.

“Well, you’ll be finished here Friday, Linda,” said Amanda. “We’d better take you out to the pub Thursday night, I guess.”

Olivia smiled at the look that flitted across Linda’s face. “Oh, eh, could we just make it lunch? I’m taking a course Thursday night.”

“Going to night school, are you?” asked Rose.

“What are you studying?” Amanda wanted to know.

“She’s taking a course in human dynamics,” teased Olivia. “Told me all about it the other day. Very intense course, she can’t miss an evening or she might not pass the exam and get her...certificate.”

“Human dynamics?” asked Amanda.

“It’s a study of relationships, all aspects of specific relationships,” smirked Olivia. “Should help her to snag Michael permanently, don’t you think?”

“He’s such a hunk. If you decide you don’t want him, Linda, I’d have a go at him. Get Graeme to invite him for a party. Graeme has a great townhouse not far from here. Louisa, his daughter, is very artistic and she helped him pick the furniture. He had a big family dinner in May, for our uncle’s birthday. It’s a great place.”

“He has a place in Ireland as well, doesn’t he?” asked Rose. “I heard Mrs. Hall book the company plane to take him and his girlfriend there on Friday night and come back Monday in time for work. She’s a lucky girl, that one.”

“I hope he isn’t back with Francine,” said Amanda. “Louisa and Julia just hate her, hate her with a vengeance. They’re positive she’s more enamoured with his fortune than him. He doesn’t see it, though.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” said Linda. “Michael and I were at a wedding on Saturday and both Francine and Graeme were there, but not together. It was obvious she’d like to be back with him, she kept hinting about moving to London, but he wasn’t interested. In fact, at one point he asked where Jane and her new husband were going for the honeymoon, and Francine told him Italy, and scrunched up her gorgeous nose as if that was too banal for words.

“She then announced that she’d like to go to Tahiti or Rio for her honeymoon, and Michael laughed and told her not to look at him or Graeme. He said they’d both been married before, and neither were about to do it again. I think he said that to help Graeme out. Graeme gave him one of those, ‘
Thanks mate’
looks and agreed.”

Amanda frowned. “I would hope he’d think about getting married again. I think he and Carrie were pretty happy. I don’t think it was a blazing love affair, but he was happy with her, and they did everything together. He was broken up when she was run over and died, and once the girls were grown up and had their own lives, I think he felt pretty lonely for a while.”

Olivia felt sorry for Graeme, that he’d endured the loss of a wife without time to prepare for it. Well, she had the time to prepare for the loss of him, and she would savour every minute she had with him.

“Wanna grab a salad for lunch, Olivia?” asked Linda.

Olivia thought of her dwindling funds, but also knew Linda wanted to talk, so she agreed. “As long as we go somewhere really cheap, it’s getting close to payday and my weekend in Newcastle upon Tyne was expensive,” she said.

“We could just eat here, if you like,” offered Linda. “I’ve spent a packet on clothes the last few days...”

“That would be great. I can just bring the salad I made up here and buy a cup of tea.”

One o’clock saw them at the fairly secluded corner table by the tea counter.

“Michael spent last night with Gr...His friend and his pet,” said Linda as soon as she was sure no one was close enough to hear. “They had a ménage a trois. He said it was fantastic, and he can hardly wait to finish my anal training and then the two men will have one with me! He said Graeme’s pet said I will love it...and she’s not much more experienced than me. Michael says I’ll love it far more than I did with him and Francine. He says two men and a woman is the ultimate for the woman...”

“It sounds exciting, Linda. I’m sure you will love it, with two such handsome men.”

Olivia stilled.

Linda had just blurted out Graeme’s name without realizing it.

“Linda,” she said very quietly, “I think you just told me something you shouldn’t have. I think you just told me Michael’s friend’s name...”

“Oh dear...oh my god...”

“I think I just got selectively deaf, so don’t worry about it, but you need to be very careful for the rest of the week, don’t you?”

“Oh, thanks...I’d better not have a glass of wine at lunch
with the girls, had I?”

“Not a good idea. Because they know Mr. Browning is Michael’s friend, it’s too easy to slip...”

“Yeah, it is. And I guess, because now you can gather Graeme goes to The Club, since he has a pet, you really can’t come there when you break up with your boyfriend, can you? Because it would be the end of your trading career, wouldn’t it?”

“It would. And I couldn’t face seeing him
there, and his look of disapproval at me being there...”

“Are you seeing your boyfriend this weekend? Michael is taking me to Bath, for a party.”

“Yes, as a matter of fact I am. We’re going away as well....”

They were interrupted at that point by Rose joining them. “I just had my second interview with Mr. Browning,” she told them excitedly, “and he told me I’ve got the job!”

“Congratulations, Rose, you’ll be super,” said Olivia. “I hope the raise is good.”

“I’ll say
, it’s over a hundred pounds a week more!”

“So all three of us are moving up the career ladder,” smiled Linda. “I’m going to be a P.A., you’re going to be a P.A. and Olivia here will be a currency trader before we know it!”

“Hey, I’ve got to finish my course and pass the exam before I can think about that,” said Olivia, “but I’m hopeful.”

“I thought we’d take you to Luigi’s for lunch on Friday, Linda,” beamed Rose, buoyed up by her coming raise. “I think if Amanda, you and I chip in twenty five pounds each, and she doesn’t drink us under the table, that should cover it, Olivia. I’ll collect the money from you tomorrow, shall I?” and she waltzed off.

Olivia sat at her desk. She had twenty pounds left in her chequing account and fifteen in her handbag. There was only about twenty three pounds in the hollowed out book after buying that dress she bought to take to Ireland, twenty three pounds she was saving toward a new winter coat. It was going to be very lean for the next twelve days until payday. Very lean. Thank goodness she had the bus pass. Oh, well, Graeme would feed her on the weekend, and she had a dozen eggs, and three tins of beans and a couple of tins of soup. So, she had enough for light suppers. She had breakfast at the gym. She could skip lunch except for Friday. She wouldn’t be eating the way Graeme had instructed her, but if worse came to worse, she could always dip into that sixteen pounds in her savings account, the sixteen pounds she’d promised herself was only there for a rainy day.

She smiled sardonically.
Raining?
It was pouring. Here she was, a billionaire’s plaything, and she was worried about finding twenty five pounds for a staff lunch. She shook her head and got back to work.