Free THE MILLIONAIRE AND THE LIBRARIAN by J.S. Scott

Copyright 2012 by J.S. Scott
     
    THE MILLIONAIRE AND THE LIBRARIAN (The Pleasure Of His Punishment: An Erotic Sex Story Of Sexual Submission)
     
     
     
    Tory Price locked the front door of the library with a happy sigh. Today was Friday, her favorite day. She had just finished seeing all of children out of the front door after "story time." Tory was the "story lady." There was nothing she loved more than taking the children to magical places through books and literature. She was currently making her way through The Wizard Of Oz, one of her own favorites when she was a child.
     
    She went to straighten up the story area, breathing what she considered the smell of books as she made her way through the library.
     
    She loved her job as a librarian. It had been a logical choice considering her love of books, which had been with her since early childhood. It was still her first love. There was nothing better than curling up on the couch and getting taken away to another world where anything was possible.
     
    She stretched as she stood up from arranging pint-sized chairs. As she turned to collect her belongings, dreaming of a bath and a good book, she caught a flash of black on a tiny table in the reading room.
     
    It was a wallet. A nice wallet, judging by the designer label she saw as she opened it to look for identification. One hundred dollars cash, platinum credit cards, business cards. Yes...finally....driver's license.
     
    Tory almost dropped the wallet as she looked at the half smiling face that looked back at her from the plastic cards.
    Shit! Not him .
     
    Lucas Duncan. The biggest financial donor to the city library. A millionaire who had his finger in every pie in the city. And the man who haunted her every fantasy, she admitted to herself as she walked toward the desk, wallet in hand.
     
    He brought his sister's son, his nephew, to "story time" every Friday evening. His nephew Ernie adored him. He looked at his "Uncle Luke" like he was a superhero. Conversely, Lucas Duncan obviously was fond of his four year old, towhead nephew. He gave the boy his attention, time and affection.
     
    She started searching for a phone number after she arrived at the front desk. She should call him. Let him know his wallet was here. He must have pulled it out and left it during "story time." She found his business card in the front pocket. Probably his cell phone would be the best number.
     
    She shivered as her hand touched the phone. If only he didn't make her so...uncomfortable. There was something intense about Lucas Duncan.
     
    It wasn't his physical appearance. He was attractive with his dark blond, nicely trimmed hair, blue eyes and fit body.
     
    It wasn't even his personality. He was always kind to all of the children and he was congenial.
     
    Shit! Shit! Shit! She took her hand off of the phone and considered her options. Tory sighed as she slumped into the chair behind the desk. She had to call him. She would want to know if she had lost her purse. She would be frantic, wondering who had her credit cards, her identity.
     
    She knew why she was hesitating. Lucas Duncan made her nervous....it was just that simple. The intense way that he looked at her sometimes, the quiet invitations for coffee, drinks or dinner. She had been fending off Lucas Duncan for close to a year and she wasn't sure how much longer she could refuse if he offered again. He hadn't offered in a few months now, although he was still polite and chatted with her whenever he was here with his nephew.
     
    He had either lost interest or given up. She was betting on the former. There were few women who would turn him down. He probably didn't need to expend any effort getting women in his bed.
     
    It wasn't that she didn't want to go out with him. He loved books and literature almost as much as she did. From what she had gathered as they had chatted, they shared a lot of common interests and opinions.
     
    The honest truth was....she knew Lucas Duncan