Free Sex with the CEO: A Billionaire Romance (The Midnight Collection Book 1) by Kassandra Cross

how her and Dexter had fallen through the door of his building, how he had dragged her upstairs and into his private elevator, kissing her all over. He had kicked the door open to his bedroom and pulled her inside, throwing her down on the bed and licking her from head to toe, worshiping her and her body and making her feel like a queen. She almost didn’t believe it was real. She had never met anyone like him before, someone so powerful and in charge. She wanted and needed him to take charge of her. She remembered how he had spread her legs with his knees and plunged himself inside her again. They fit together so perfectly, the second his cock was in her pussy it was like she was in heaven. She felt a pulse between her legs and heat rising in her cheeks just as she thought about the previous evening. Somewhere outside the bedroom she could hear Dexter chatting on the phone. He sounded relaxed and happy.
                  Annabel tied her hair up quickly and buttoned up her shirt, just enough to leave a tiny flash of her bra at the neckline. She opened the door slowly and crept down the hallway.
                  Dexter’s apartment was a complete bachelor pad, it was clear he had never lived with a woman before and this made Annabel even more determined to tame him. She looked at all his artefacts from travelling and the dark marble floors. Everywhere screamed masculinity and she loved it because it was so him. Everything in there was so random, but it all went together perfectly, kind of like him. There were framed photographs of him on a beach at sunset, one of him on a superyacht in what looked like the Caribbean. She noticed a collection of large antique clocks in amongst his modern décor and technology and she felt her eyes pop as she saw six sets of car keys scattered across the coffee table. Annabel took it all in and felt overwhelmed. Everything in the place looked so expensive and yet it also looked lived in. She could tell he spent a lot of time there.
                  “Good morning,” he breathed, coming up behind her and sweeping her up into his arms, kissing the back of her neck.
                  Annabel smiled from ear to ear and turned around, Dexter kept his hands on her hips as he kissed her, taking her breath away.
                  “Good morning Mr Slade,” she blushed.
                  “I like that,” he said before kissing her again, “Always call me Mr Slade.”
                  Annabel could feel him getting hard as he pushed himself against her.
                  “God, I want you so bad,” he whispered, lifting her up onto the island in his kitchen and slipping between her legs. He was already suited up, showered and looked ready to step out of the door. “If only I didn’t have a fucking meeting.” He breathed.
                  “Cancel it,” Annabel whispered in his ear and kissed him again.
                  “Don’t tempt me,” he pulled her to him and kissed her hard. He reluctantly stepped back and ran his hand through his hair. “I don’t want to run out on you but I’m already late.”
                  Annabel looked up at the clock and with a shock saw it was ten am.
                  “Oh god, so am I!” she panicked, jumping up from the island and rushing past him.
                  “Don’t worry,” he laughed, “I’ve spoken to Jed.”
                  “What?” she spun around and glared at him, “What did you say?”
                  “I said you stayed back late last night to help me with an urgent matter,” Dexter crossed the room to her and wrapped his arms around her again, “I said I’d given you the morning off and you’d be in after lunch.”
                  Annabel sighed with relief, “Thank you,” she said, smoothing out his collar, “But I can’t help but feel that