Under His Control (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) (5 page)

“Come for me, baby, while I watch you,” Dante said as
I thrashed and writhed with delirious rapture, unable to hold back the intense
orgasm that seemed to last forever.
 

When at last the waves of my climax began to ebb, he pulled
the blindfold from my eyes and removed the thong from my wrists, setting me
free.
 
I blinked to adjust my vision
until I could focus on his handsome face smiling at me in the warm dark of his
luxurious bedroom.
 

He caressed my cheek and said, “Good girl.
 
Did you enjoy your reward?”

“Yes, Sir.”
 
I
smiled with deep satisfaction.
 
“Now, I’d
like to thank you in return.”

“You may,” he permitted and lay on the center of the
bed on his back with a grin on his face.

I found his erection with my mouth and lavished all my
appreciation and gratitude upon him there.
 
It thrilled me to make him writhe and groan with pleasure as I licked,
kissed, suckled, and thrust my mouth on his massive cock.
 

“Take it easy, or I’ll climax too soon.”
 
Dante pulled me away from his cock and
directed me to straddle his waist.
 
I
lowered my body onto his raging erection, enveloping him with my dripping wet
folds, and he groaned audibly with pleasure.
 
Gripping my waist so I wouldn’t lose my balance, he instructed, “Now
fuck me till you orgasm.
 
I want us to
come together.”

I let my inhibitions go and thrust wildly on top of
him with all the passion I had pent up inside me, harder and faster and
deeper.
 
Soon, I was throwing back my
head and screaming with the throes of another powerful orgasm, unable to
control myself as my entire body exploded with pleasure.
 
I could feel Dante climaxing along with me as
his muscles
spasmed
and his face contorted with
pleasure.
 
Our simultaneous orgasm seemed
to last forever, until finally the intense waves ebbed and our heart rates
began to slow.

“That was incredible,” I sighed with complete
satisfaction afterward, as we lay snuggled together in a tangle of sweaty
limbs.
 
“Are power exchanges always like
that?”

“They’re good, but they’re not usually as mind-blowing
as that.
 
You have an extraordinary gift,”
Dante breathed, and I felt myself flush.
 
He stroked my bare flesh until he slowly drifted off into a deep and
satisfied sleep, leaving me to lie awake in awe and wonder if he said that to
all the girls he fucked or if his words were true.
 
Then it occurred to me, it didn’t matter if I
had a gift or not; he had shown me something extraordinary within myself and I
would always treasure this evening we had shared and the game he had taught
me.
 
Then I drifted off to sleep in his
arms.
 

Chapter
Four:
 
Natalie

I woke the next morning with his heavy arm draped
around my waist and my body still tingling with satisfaction over the
incredible orgasms he’d given me the night before.
 
Sex in the past had been okay, but I’d had no
idea it could be that mind-blowing.
 
Part
of me wanted to nudge him awake and do it again, but I forced myself to stay
focused on the task I had originally come here for.
 
The sex last night had been a wonderful distraction,
but the real purpose for seducing Dante into bringing into his apartment was to
benefit my career.
 
If I didn’t get the
evidence I needed for my story, then I would be destined to be an errand girl
forever and I could kiss my dreams of being a serious reporter goodbye.

Freshly determined, I squirmed my way out from under
his arm and climbed carefully out of the bed, grabbing my purse from the back
of a chair as I went.
 
Moving as silently
as possible, I tiptoed across the room, but when I reached the door, I became
embarrassingly aware of how naked I was.
 
What if he had a housekeeper or roommates?
 
My dress was on the far side of the suite,
but Dante’s shirt was lying on the floor beside me and I quickly put it on to
cover my nakedness.
 

Carefully and quietly, I tip-toed down the hall until
I found the locked door of his office.
 
I
mimicked the movements of his fingers from the night before and miraculously,
it worked.
 
On only my second try the
electronic panel turned from red to green and the lock clicked open.
 
I swung the door wide and peeked inside his
office, confirming that it was empty, and then I let myself in and locked it
shut again behind me.
 

I turned at first to the printer, but there were no
new papers inside the tray.
 
I opened the
shred bin positioned beneath it, but the bits of paper inside it were minced
into tiny pieces of confetti way too small to piece back together.

Sighing with disappointment, but still fiercely
determined, I turned to his desk.
 
Every
drawer was locked and there was no sign of a key anywhere.
 
The same was true of his filing cabinet.
 
All that remained was to try accessing his
computer.
 
It seemed too good to be true
that I could break into the system of a professional hacker, but I had to try.

Sitting in his padded desk chair, I positioned my
fingers over the keyboard and took a deep breath, trying think.
 
First I tried the same code from the security
pad, but the words “password invalid” greeted me on the monitor.
 
Then I tried a few simple facts I’d learned
about him during my research: birthdate, mother’s maiden name, and
address.
 
All invalid passwords.
 
Then a flash of brilliance struck and I typed
in the words “power exchange.”
 
I gasped
in surprise as the computer home screen came into view.

Holy shit!
 
I’d
done it!
 
My hands were trembling and
sweating as I moved the mouse around the screen, wondering what to do
next.
 
I’d never actually believed I
would get this far and now I didn’t know what to do!

I scrambled in my purse and found the usb port I’d
brought with me to download data.
 
I
plugged it into his computer and drew in a deep breath, trying to keep myself
calm.
 
Next, I began clicking on icons on
his computer.
 
There was data from
foreign countries all over the world, including our own United States of
America.
 
My heart was exploding in my
chest, and I was terrified I’d have some sort of attack or seizure before I
downloaded the evidence.
 
There was so
much to choose from, and I didn’t know what most of them meant, but I couldn’t
leave with nothing after getting this far.
 
I just needed to choose a file and download it.

I found one file labeled downloads to the CIA and
clicked on it.
 
There was all the proof I
needed showing Dante was stealing information from foreign governments and
selling them to the CIA, and who was to say information didn’t also flow in the
opposite direction?
 
I clicked on the
file and prepared to download it onto my usb port.
 

“What the hell are you doing in here?” Dante’s deep
voice startled me and I looked up to see him standing in the doorway of the
office.

Shit!
 
My heart
leapt into my throat and I swallowed against it, fighting off panic.
 
There was no denying that I had broken into
his office and was using his secured computer.
 
I was busted and there was no guessing what he would do to me in
retaliation.

Continued in Under His
Demand, book #2 in the Under His series. Click here to continue.

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