Bought By The Billionaire

Chapter 11: Bought By The Billionaire - Chapter Eleven

My Master slides a hand across my breast, pinching the nipple and then tweaking and teasing until I know that it is a solid, erect bud, crinkling rose against my Celtic pale skin.

My other nipple gets the same treatment, and I writhe under him, my hips beginning to judder with the need to have him inside me. So far, he has touched only my breasts, belly, and neck, not yet venturing near my streaming pussy and swollen clit.

“What do you want, Elizabeth?” he asks in his deep, rich voice.

What does he expect me to say? I want him to plant his mouth over my slit and suck me dry. I want him to fuck me until I can’t stand. But all I can do is moan incoherently.

*****

Earlier that day, having been sent to his office with some documents for his attention, he waves me to a seat. “Sit down, Elizabeth. I just wanted a brief chat. Bear with me, I won’t be but a moment.”

Quickly, he scans the documents, then signing one, he passes the file back to me. “Thanks. Give those back to Mack, and tell him I’d like to see the two-year forecasts as well.”

I make a quick note of this. Mack, Micale Kane, manager of the procurement section, is my immediate supervisor for the moment, while I spend a couple of weeks in procurement. As part of my internship program with the company, I learn what each department does, how it works, and where it fits in the scheme of things.

I don’t care for the man. His smile always seems fake to me, and while he hasn’t tried to make a move on me, there is something about him that always makes me want to wash my hands after I’ve been talking to him.

Of course, I have said none of this to Richard. I am the new kid on the block, and even with our special arrangement, I am sure that it would not be well-received if I started mouthing off about people who have been here for years.

“So, how’s the training going?”

Pulling back my attention to where it belongs, I reply, “Great. It’s so interesting. Being able to link up what they teach us at college with how a company actually works in practice …”

“And the college? Your studies?”

“Oh, it’s all fine now. HR got me onto a day release program, with three days a week here and two in college. I can cover all the bases this way—get to grips with the things I need to learn, both on paper and for real.”

nods in satisfaction. “Good. And you are getting to grips with things? Where

my way through. I haven’t got my head around all of it

you problems? What is

ask him a lot of questions. This is, after all, Richard Haswell. Billionaire tycoons have better things

clock. “I have fifteen minutes

process and trying to tie up in my head where the paperwork fits in with the computer

“And?”

is just so complicated with all the different projects you have going on, and in so many different places, so I decided to just pick one project, as a kind of working example, and

his head, he says,

fit the pieces together. I keep coming back in a loop and finding myself at the same place again. It is like the same things are being

shrug. “Certainly, that can’t be it and I’m probably missing something really obvious …” My voice trails off. I feel nervous that I’m making a fool of myself in

lips. “As you say, you are probably missing something. Print me off a copy of what you’ve got and bring it over

cast my eyes down “Yes,

don’t do that here. I can’t attend meetings with a

bob a curtsey. “Yes,

*****

While I can’t see it,

This won’t go any further until you ask me

hear a buzz, then feel a sharp pain in one nipple, then the other, as he clamps vibes to my

trying to escape the electric arousal spiking through me. My pussy gushes and I moan, trying

want, Elizabeth? Tell me. You have to

want … I

“Yes?”

you inside me. Please. I want

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