Free Boxed Set: Rocked by a Billionaire – Vol. 1-3 by Lisa Swann

You've got a funny way of showing someone that you’re dying to kiss them! I’m just good for a quick fuck on the quiet, am I? Just as long as nobody finds out about it…
    He pulled away and looked at me… a flash of anger in his eyes.
    – What's wrong with you? I wasn’t going to fuck you on my desk – although that might be an idea. I'm the boss of one of the biggest law firms in the country, Elisabeth. I’m not an amateur. That means that when I’m at the office, I give it 200%. Please don’t be naïve. If you want to have a career, you have to learn that it requires a certain minimum level of professionalism.
    I suddenly felt unbelievably ridiculous. Yes, I was terribly naïve. He was a professional… and I was a complete idiot. I was acting like a child having a tantrum about her first crush. I regretted my contemptible attitude straight away. He must find me so childish.
    – I… I know all that. I’m sorry, it’s just that sometimes you seem so cold, so distant. I… I… I just wonder… For a start, I don’t even understand what you see in me…
    – What I see in you? Sacha came towards me again, and his tone softened. He took my chin in his hands and turned my head so I was forced to look at him.
    – I like everything about you. Your wholesomeness, your naturalness, your studious little character… I can feel there's something different about you… Ever since you found yourself half-naked on the bonnet of my car, I haven’t stopped thinking about you! Because, Miss Lanvin, despite the fact that I don’t sodomise you in the meeting room, I find you particularly arousing. I could have a permanent hard-on just thinking about licking your little butt… He had become more and more forthright as he spoke, his anger giving way to unmistakeable lust in his eyes.
    I was becoming incredibly wet, but I wasn’t altogether reassured. He still brought everything back to sex. I wanted more than that. The limousine stopped.
    – I think you’re going to have to wait if you want to lick anything, I said, still stunned by the scene which had just taken place. But he had already got out and was holding out a hand to help me out of the limousine…
    – Sacha? I said in a small voice. He turned his head. I… I’m sorry, I was ridiculous. In response, he squeezed my hand very tightly and led me up some vast stone steps. We were at the opera.
    If Sacha aroused certain blatant physical reactions in me, then the voice of the soprano singing her operatic arias made each note feel like a piece of crystal stabbing me in the heart. Such delicacy, such precision, such emotion… I had been to the opera before with Maddie, although my aunt preferred the ballet. So I wasn’t a novice, and I still loved the great classics. But it was even more powerful this evening. Everything was more powerful when I was with Sacha. I let myself be carried away by the magic of the setting, the arias, and my companion. I no longer had any desire to fight or to keep on questioning myself.
    After the opera, we got back in the car and headed for the suburbs. We were both silent, still moved by the emotional power of the opera. I couldn’t believe my eyes when we arrived at a heliport. A helicopter was waiting for us. I was staggered.
    – I promised you seventh heaven. Enjoy it, said Sacha once were on board.
    – I feel like a little girl discovering a new toy! It’s wonderful. Thank you Sacha… But there’s no need to do all this, you know, I said rather too abruptly, still on the defensive.
    – I do what I like, Liz, he said, looking at me out of the corner of his eye. Nobody has ever forced me to do anything, and no woman has ever made me feel obliged to do anything at all...
    I couldn’t hear what he said next, as the noise from take-off was deafening. Sacha settled himself next to me as I admired the illuminated panorama before us. New York from the sky looked like an incandescent ants’ nest. We were holding hands. I felt so