Billionaire's Bribe (Blackmailed Into Bed) BBW Erotica Read Online Free Page A

MBA and had gone on to New York after
running a variety of successful business ventures for others to start on his
own.
    Eva
offered sparse details about her own life, not necessarily because she wanted
to hide anything, but because compared to his accomplishments she felt as
though her life was a failure. Because she’d gotten a job straight out of high
school, and a rather cushiony one at that, she felt as though it wasn’t
necessary for her to go to college, that she would be perfectly content with
where she was at. She had no concept of job security, of the state of the
economy, of anything outside her little sphere. And so when the company had
folded, she was left out in the cold.
    Despite
this, he seemed perfectly content with the anecdotes she did tell him—of
life with her family in Oyster Bay, of different trips she’d taken and various
exploits she’d had with her friends. A few times he’d even chuckled as she’d
detailed some of the more mischievous doings she and her friends had gotten
themselves into. Retelling them put a smile to her face as well—it had
been a long time since she’d done anything so care free.
    Once
the meal was over, he took her for a walk down in the park. The sun was nearly
gone by then, with only the gilt edges remaining as twilight reigned over the
sky. Nowhere else in the city was it more obvious that spring had
arrived—the profusion of greenery, the quiet chirping of birds settling
down for the night, and the fragrance of a multitude of blossoms drifting over
the wind were the season’s banner being flown high and proud.
    “I
love nature,” she said with a quiet sigh as they walked along a path near the
lake. She could hear distant chatter and laughter of other people also out to
enjoy the beauty Central Park provided, but there weren’t as many as they were
during the day now that the sun had darkened the foliage. People liked to see
the blossoms in full color, after all.
    “So
do I,” he told her, his hand at the small of her back. “This place shows us the
bright side of life—that we can take pleasure in the sights, sounds and
smells of the world. His hand inched a little lower, brushing the curve of her
bottom. “And other things, too.”
    Her
pulse leaped as he turned her onto a smaller trail, one off the beaten path
that lead into a cluster of trees. “Where are we going?”
    “For
some privacy.”
    He
backed her up against the tall, sturdy trunk of a tree—it was too dark
for her to tell what kind it was. The craggy bark dug in between her shoulder
blades, but she could hardly focus on the discomfort as his lips took hers. Their
first kiss was not gentle, but neither was it particularly rough. It was simply
impassioned, filled with the edge of hunger, yet there was a quality to it that
told her he was in no hurry to have that hunger fulfilled.
    “I’ve
wanted to kiss your pouty lips since the first moment you stepped into my
office,” he told her after he’d pulled away with a tug of his teeth on her lower
lip. “You taste like everything I could ever hope for.”
    “Oh?”
she asked breathlessly as he scorched the side of her neck with kisses. “And
what was it you were hoping for?”
    “Sex
incarnate.”
    She’d
never before thought of herself that way, but she certainly felt it now, as he
heated her with his touch. She could feel his erection pressing against her hip
bone, an insistent reminder that she’d yet to fulfill her end of the bargain,
and yet he made no move other than to taste her, touch her, inflame her. She
felt as though each breath against her skin, each stroke of his thumb against
the nipples poking through the fabric of her dress, was a bellows being poured
into her furnace, stroking the banked coals of her desire to impossible levels
of heat. She was panting, flushed, her pussy throbbing and wet, and he hadn’t
even gotten her clothes off.
    “Wait,”
she gasped as he began sliding his hands up her dress. They paused