Billionaire Bond: My Billionaire Boss, Part 2 (A BDSM Erotic Romance) Read Online Free

on metal. There was a soft clang as someone set down a
heavy metal instrument and then I heard ice-cubes against
glass.
    I slipped out of bed and found the silk robe
I worn from the bathroom to the bed. I wrapped it around me and
then eased the door open. The corridor was dark with only tiny
indirect lights providing any illumination. I padded barefoot
towards the door that stood ajar at the end of the corridor, doing
my best to be absolutely silent. It was easy given that I was naked
except for the silk robe and it made no sound at all.
    I reached the door and peered in. The room
was dark except for the coals of a fire glowing in a grate. A
fire-poker stood next to it. That was what I heard. As my eyes
adjusted I saw Mr. Stone was sitting on a chair to the side of the
fire, a glass in his hand.
    And he was looking right at me.
    "Why don't you come in, Ms. Neri?"
    I cinched the robe around me and pushed the
door open as though I had every right to be there. I had been
sleeping and he was the one who was up drinking scotch or whatever.
Then again, it was his house.
    "What are you doing?" I asked him as I walked
over and then I stopped in place, my witty joke about never
drinking alone dying in my mouth. Sitting on the table in front of
him was a white shirt, my red lipstick mark glowing like the fire.
It was the one he'd been wearing the first day I'd toppled into
him.
    I frowned and looked at him but he wouldn't
look at me.
    "You shouldn't be here. It's not safe," he
said. He swallowed half his scotch and glanced up at me. He looked
like he was about to say something else but then he just let out a
frustrated breath and sat back in his chair.
    I walked around the lounge with his eyes
following my every step. I stopped out of arm's reach and looked
down at him.
    "Why isn't it safe?" I said, trailing my
fingers down my body. He followed every touch as I brushed my
fingers down my collarbone, across my breasts and down my
curves.
    I saw him look down at the red lips printed
on his shirt and a look of immense pain swept across his face.
    "I ... I want you to punish me," I said, and
turned on the spot. The robe was short already and like my skirt
from earlier in the day it seemed to want to ride up at any moment.
I knew he could see the bottom curve of my ass.
    I faced him and almost started at the look in
his eyes. If I thought he'd looked hungry before now he looked like
he'd consume me whole. I saw he was gripping the arm of the chair
with his free hand. The other was around his glass, the ice-cubes
gently clinking as he breathed heavily.
    "You have no idea who I am," he said
finally.
    I stepped away from him and around the table,
closer to the fire. I could feel the heat radiating through the
silk robe and when I looked down the robe was see-through, lit from
behind. I reached down to the edge of the fire and picked up a tiny
piece of cold charcoal in my fingers. I brought it up to the robe
and smudged a dot over my left nipple.
    "Oops, I'll have to take this off," I said
and slipped out of the robe. It slid to the floor and then I was
there in front of him, completely naked. I threw the coal into the
fire and stepped towards him. He had put his drink down and was now
clutching the arms of the chair with both hands. All I could hear
was his breathing as his eyes roamed up and down my body.
    I leaned forward and reached out with my hand
to press a dot of charcoal against the front of his pants. For a
moment I felt his hard cock under my finger and when I pulled my
hand back he suddenly grabbed my wrist.
    He stood up, holding my wrist in his hand, a
wild look in his eyes.
    "You'll have to take them off," I
whispered.
    Time stretched out and I saw he was fighting
a battle with himself. Pull me close or push me away. It was just a
moment but it was filled with pressure and then he suddenly pulled
me towards him, his mouth on mine. He wrapped his arm around my
back and kissed me like I'd never been kissed before. I melted into
him,