Mommy's Boss Page 3

  I gape at him before snapping my mouth shut.

  “Good enough,” I say bravely. “I’m happy to do whatever’s needed at your hotel. I’m happy to start tomorrow if you like.”

  He throws his head back and laughs then, showing off even white teeth. God, this man is so handsome and I can hardly believe that we’re having this conversation. My heart pumps with a mixture of gratitude and undeniable attraction. It’s strange to know that Mr. Savage is sitting at the dials of the plane, and yet to not be afraid either. Somehow, in my heart of hearts, I know that Cameron won’t hurt us. I know that he may drive a hard bargain, but that it’ll be fair despite the fact that he has the upper hand.

  “No Maddy,” he says in a gentle tone. “I think I can think of a better use for you than being a seamstress. I was thinking more along the lines of a personal assistant.”

  I look at him dumbly.

  “Um sure, but I can still go to school during the day, right? I have to,” I say with a bit of urgency in my voice. “I’m so close to graduating, and it’ll break Grace’s heart if I don’t finish.”

  He nods, his lips quirking up in a smile again. Dark hair falls over his forehead in a comma, and I stop myself from brushing it away.

  “You can stay in school,” he rumbles. “In fact, I’d insist upon it. It’s more of a night shift position, if you will,” he elaborates.

  I nod quickly.

  “Of course, that makes perfect sense. The casino comes alive during the evening, so you probably start your workday late and work into the wee hours, right? I’m sorry I didn’t think of that before.”

  He nods.

  “Yes, we definitely are a twenty-four hour joint, and much of our money is made between eleven p.m. and five a.m. But being my personal assistant is going to be heavy on the “personal” side. I should be clear about that.”

  I nod furiously.

  “Of course. I understand. I’m happy to sign a confidentiality agreement, or whatever you need.”

  The handsome man nods thoughtfully.

  “There’s that, but I, personally, will also need more.”

  I stare at him. He’s so gorgeous, with the penetrating blue eyes, sharp cheekbones and cleft chin. He’s so powerful and masculine too. What could he want from someone like me?”

  “It’s no problem, Mr. Savage,” I say in a quiet tone. “I’m happy to do whatever you like.”

  For the first time, his gaze turns sharp and hungry as it swings towards me.

  “Good, Maddy. Because I’m looking to keep a woman at my beck and call, and given your luscious curves and sweet demeanor, I think you could be just the one.”

  I gasp and stare at his chiseled features. But he doesn’t move a muscle and I realize that Cameron Savage is totally serious about this offer.

  6

  Cameron

  “What do you mean, a ‘kept woman’?” Maddy asks me, her cheeks flushed pink. Her breasts heave delightfully and my hand is drawn to their heavy sweetness. However, I make myself stay utterly still because a wrong move could send her screaming right now.

  I nod. My body is heated with arousal, but I have to stay calm because she’s so young and innocent.

  “It’s what it sounds like,” I say. “I’m looking for a young, beautiful woman to be at my beck and call. She will be treated like a queen, but it also means that she’ll need to accommodate me in every way.”

  Maddy continues to stare at me, her breathing coming fast.

  “Like a sugar daddy?” she asks quietly.

  “Yes,” is my simple reply. “Exactly like that. You will take up residence with me, here at Le Palms. You will be free to come and go as you like, but each night, you will grant me access to your delectable body, for as long as I like, and will be required to appear with me at select functions on occasion. Of course, there’s no need to worry about food, clothing, or other accoutrements. I’ll provide all of that at no cost.”

  She gasps, her cheeks going scarlet now.

  “So I will be a kept woman in the every sense of the word.”

  I nod slowly.

  “In every sense of the word, and especially when it comes to your beautiful body. I think we could be a match, Maddy. I could sense it when you walked in the door, and something in the air tells me that the vibe between us is right. Would you agree?”

  She gasps again, unable to look away from my gaze. At first, I think she’s going to deny it, but then she nods and bites her lip.

  “For how long?”

  Good question. Smart girl. Maddy knows how to negotiate, and I respect that as a businessman. I cock my head and look at her. At the moment, I’d love to keep her for the long term, but I know I can’t scare her like that. Instead, I merely shrug.

  “How about three months?”

  She shakes her head, a determined look in her eye.

  “That’s too long,” she says. “Besides, the coding course at the local community college is only six weeks.”

  I know where she’s headed with this.

  “For six weeks then,” I say. “So long as your mother is in school, you belong to me. Does that sound reasonable?”

  She bites her lip again.

  “Four weeks.”

  I shake my head.

  “No, that’s not going to fly, honey. Six is my final offer, take it or leave it. It’s fair too. You need my help while your mom isn’t working. This will cover that time, and you’ll have more than enough. Take the deal,” I say.

  Although my voice is calm and neutral, inside my heart is pounding. I can’t explain it, but for some reason, the stakes feel incredibly high. I want Maddy Mitchell so much that the blood rushes through my veins with fire. My head pounds and my cock stiffens a bit, which makes her shift. Does she know how hard she has me? She has to, right? But there’s innocence in this woman, and slowly, she nods.

  “Okay, six weeks it is then, Cameron Savage. Do I have your word? You’ll pay me a stipend that covers my family’s living expenses while my mom is in school, and in return I’ll move in with you.”

  I smile, hoping my expression doesn’t come off as too predatory.

  “You got it, sweetheart. My word is my bond.”

  She looks me in the eye again, still trembling, and then nods.

  “Okay, I’ll do it.”

  I throw my head back and laugh, smoothing one big hand down her waist and over her hip. This woman is curvy yet slim, which is amazing. She can’t weigh more than a feather, and yet I can feel the female sensuousness emanating from beneath the thick cotton.

  “You have yourself a deal, Madeline Mitchell. My only question is: why don’t we start tonight?”

  With that, the beautiful blonde turns to look at me with wide eyes.

  “Tonight?” she gasps.

  “Tonight,” I growl. “I’m ready to go, and judging from your body’s response, you are too.”

  Before she can reply, I swoop down once more and claim her pink mouth with my own. After all, I’ve just made a bargain for access to Madeline Mitchell’s body and soul, and I intended to claim what’s mine.

  7

  Maddy

  I can’t believe this is happening. Or rather I can, but it’s like a movie. Handsome hotel CEO Cameron Savage is kissing me, little Madeline Mitchell, and I like it. In fact, I adore it. The sweep of his possession is overwhelming, and I melt helplessly beneath his commanding touch.

  But suddenly, something makes me jerk away.

  “Mr. Savage,” I say in a choked voice. “I want to do this, but I have to tell you: I’ve never been with another man.”

  The flare in his blue eyes makes me shiver, and the intensity in his gaze deepens even more.

  “Good,” he rasps. “So I’ll be the first to claim you, and to taste this beautiful body then.”

  I nod.

  “Yes, but I also have to tell you that it means that I’m not on any protection,” I say in a trembling voice. “Do you want to use something?”

  It looks like he’s about to shake his head, but then he stops himself.

  “I do,” he says in a slow voice. “I have a condom in my desk drawer, although it’s probably from years ago. But I have to be honest with you, Madeline. I don’t love how latex feels because it’s rubbery and it often smells a little weird. I’d love to be in you bareback.”

  I stare at the handsome man, and see that he’s serious. His features are a bit tense, but his body language remains relaxed.

  “We can’t go bareback,” I say in a small voice. “I’d get pregnant and we’d have a baby together. I’m not ready to be pregnant because I’m only eighteen, and I haven’t even graduated from high school. Plus, my family is fertile. I told you all the women in my family have babies early, right? I’m sure some of them were accidents because we’re ripe even at a young age.”

  He smiles at me, his grin flashing white in the dim lighting of his office.

  “How about a compromise then? I’ll pull out at the last minute. That way, we don’t have to use condoms, and yet we still get to enjoy one another fully.”

  I stare at him.

  “Pull out?”’ I ask in a wavery tone. “But that doesn’t work.”

  He throws his head back and laughs again. Despite the jovial tone, I can see how aroused and tense he is. The muscles in his bronzed neck are tight, and his hands unconsciously squeeze my hips hungrily.

  “That’s just what high school sex ed classes tell you,” he growls. “They want to scare you so that you don’t have sex at all, but it’s not the truth. Pulling out absolutely works, and I’m a very careful man. I can time it perfectly so that my seed doesn’t get into you.”

  I stare at him, my heart beating rapidly. Oh my god, it’d feel so nice to have this man in me, with his huge,
pulsing tool and his virility seeding me with ecstasy. But I shake my head.

  “Even a drop is enough,” I say in a trembling voice. “That’s all it takes.”

  He nods, the look in his eyes still intense as his gaze traces my trembling lips.

  “Yes, but it’s about controlled risk, Maddy. There is always risk in the world, no matter what you’re doing in any situation. I think given the contours of our wants and desires, pulling out is the best path forward for us, given our constraints. Wouldn’t you agree?”

  Of course, what I really want to say is that I’m okay with him releasing deep inside me. The thought of his virile seed spurting into my chamber and all over my fertile fields makes me shiver with need and want. But I can’t say that because this is supposed to be a business arrangement. It’s going to be over in six weeks, so I can’t speak the truth.

  “Okay,” I murmur. “Pulling out it is then.”

  He smiles at me, his look dark while one hand brushes a curl behind my ear.

  “You have nothing to be afraid of Madeline,” he rumbles in a deep voice. “When you’re with me, everything is going to be fine. You’ll be taken care of.”

  “Really?” I ask in a whisper, staring up into his eyes. I want so much for it to be true. I want to be his, and to believe that Cameron Savage is my Prince Charming, and for just one moment, I brush away all my doubts and let myself believe.

  “Really,” he whispers against my lips, and with that, our mouths meet and the passion begins. He’s commanding yet gentle at once. He takes my mouth but doesn’t force it open. Instead, he asks wordlessly, and when I agree and part my lips, his tongue slides in, making me shiver.

  “Mmm,” I murmur. “That’s nice.”

  He grins at me.

  “That is very nice,” he agrees. “So much that I want more.”

  Cameron hauls me into his arms then, and this time, the possession begins. He sweeps me against his hardness, and I let out a breathy cry of anticipation. Am I really going to lose my virginity to this alpha male, who also happens to be my mother’s boss? Does this alpha male really want me, little Madeline Mitchell?

  Evidently so because Mr. Savage moves fast. His hands skim down my curves, making me shiver, and before I know it, my sweater’s being pulled over my head and my jeans are torn off so that I’m wearing nothing but a bra and panties in his lap. His eyes flare, taking in my curves.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he growls, reaching one big hand out to stroke lightly at a burgeoning nipple. “Absolutely gorgeous.”

  I throw my head back and sigh as sparks shoot straight from my nip to my cunt.

  “Oh Mr. Savage,” I breathe. “That feels so good.”

  He growls deep in his throat, eyes intense.

  “You look amazing, baby girl. Let me make you feel good now.”

  With that, he begins stroking circles around my nipples and I almost fly out of my skin. His touch is so sure and commanding, and my body responds to his touch. The lace is so flimsy and transparent that the darkness of my tips are visible, and I feel his hardness grow beneath my bottom.

  “Yes,” he growls. “You’re so responsive, Madeline. Everything that I want. I can even see your clit because it’s so big and hard right now.”

  I gasp, looking down, but it’s true. The fabric of my bra and panties is a sheer lace netting, and not much more. I shaved recently so I’m bare down there, and sure enough, when I look down at myself, I can see my clit peeping through my folds, begging to be touched. Mr. Savage’s eyes are glued to my form, and I can imagine how I look: a nearly-nude girl in his lap, crying out with pleasure as I squirm and wriggle with pleasure.

  He chuckles deep in his throat and lets one hand skim down my belly until it reaches my sweet vee.

  “There we go,” he croons while niggling my most sensitive spot. “You like that, don’t you?”

  The shriek that I let out is an answer unto itself because sparks fly out from my pussy all the way to my fingers and toes. My sweetest spot feels like it’s sizzling, his touch is so good, and I gush wetly into my panties with arousal.

  “So sensitive,” he muses to himself, never looking away from my hard nub. “I need to taste it now.”

  I expect Mr. Savage to bring me to the sofa or the desk, and to lay me down on it. But instead, he pulls my hips up so that I’m standing with each foot on either side of his hips and pulls me forward so that my pussy is right in front of his face.

  “Now hold onto the back of the chair,” he commands into my sensitive flesh. “Because I’m going to town on you now.”

  Then his tongue snakes out and swipes over my bud, right through the fabric of my panties. Oh god! It feels so good and I let out a long, wailing cry.

  “Mr. Savage!” I moan throatily. “Mmm!”

  The man merely chuckles into my depths.

  “Like I said, your clit is so big and hard that I can see and taste it right through your lingerie. But there’s no need for this anymore,” he growls, and with a rip, suddenly my panties are gone. I look down in surprise, but it’s true. The tiny scrap of lace is in his fist, and then dropped to the floor like a piece of nothing.

  “Oh Mr. Savaaage!” is my next cry as he tastes me again. This time, the man’s tongue runs tenderly along my nether lips before sliding into my little hole, and I let out another scream of pleasure. Hot shivers jolt through my frame and I grab my breasts with both hands, squeezing them as the CEO tongues me from below.

  “You taste so good,” he rasps into my folds. “You’re all honey and sweet feminity, baby girl.”

  He licks my nub again and then bites it gently, and that sends me over the edge. I lose all control and shriek as my body dissolves beneath his masterful touch. My vision literally blacks, and I’m spinning through space with only this man as my tether, unable to stop the hard rushes of pleasure as my cunt clamps and spasms.

  “Ohhhh!” is my cry, hot gushes of female liquid descending on his tongue. “Unh!”

  I almost collapse, but Cameron holds me in place on his face. His hands have my hips in a firm grip as I shudder and mewl, losing myself in my first orgasm. When it abates, I breathe hard, and feel totally boneless. The billionaire helps me slide down his body and for the first time, I realize that his cock is out.

  “Oh my god,” I breathe, looking down at the massive tool. “Is that …? Can I …?”

  He chuckles hoarsely, even as the tip beads a bit with need.

  “Yes, you can handle it, sweetheart. I had to get you to come first because you’ve never taken a man before. This way, you’re a little more loose and prepared, so the stretching will go a little easier.”

  I gasp, turning wide eyes to him.

  “But you have to be at least ten inches,” I whisper. “And I’m small.”

  He chuckles hoarsely.

  “You are indeed very small because you’ve never been used before. But that’s part of the beauty of being with a new girl, Maddy. I want to use you so that your pussy takes the shape of my cock. I want to be the only man in you so that you’re molded to my form, and my form only.”

  His harsh declaration makes me shiver with need, and suddenly, I realize that I want it too. I want my body to be his to enjoy, and I want him in every way possible.

  “Then use me,” I breathe while staring up at the handsome man. “Use my body for your pleasure.”

  With that, Cameron’s look grows even more intense then. He slowly turns me around so that I’m facing away from him, on my knees with my legs on either side of his hips. Then he helps me up so that my pussy hovers right above his hardness, just barely touching it.

  “Are you ready, Maddy?” he asks in a rough voice. “This is it.”

  “I’m ready,” I whisper, every cell in my body attuned to his. I want this. I want to be his, and want to bear the marks of his possession on me.

  With that, Cameron lowers me so that my nether lips kiss the tip of his pulsing member, spreading around that hard shaft.

  “Lower,” he murmurs in my ear. “You can do it.”

  I squinch my eyes shut, trying to focus on my breathing.