Free Everything He Fears by Thalia Frost Page A

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    I started. “ Really? ”
    “ Yes. I just hired you. ”
    “ What about trust? ” I threw the question he'd asked me upon our first meeting back at him.
    “ It's developing. ”
    “ Fine. Then let me in on your conversations. I doubt they'll be very interesting anyway. ” I smirked and leaned a bit closer to him.
    “ You'd be surprised. ” The smile was gone from his face now.
    There was something he wasn't tell me. Then again, perhaps the life of a billionaire CEO was like this — tense and stressful. Duh.
    “ I'm ready for anything, ” I whispered, locking gazes with him.
    “ Show me. ”
    I glanced down at his lap. He was hard.
    “ I need you. I need some relief. Screw the work for now. ” He spit the words out, and wetness pooled between my legs. It was like he had me trained to take his commands, and I'd only just met him. And he'd come once earlier. He obviously had a high libido.
    I lowered my gaze, waiting for his lead . I didn't mind letting him take control. In fact, I was learning to enjoy it.
    “ Stand up and walk across the aisle. Lean over on the armrest there, ass toward me. Take the shorts off. Leave the panties on. ” His voice was laced with steel.
    I shivered as I did as he'd said to do. I let my shorts fall to the floor and bent over, sticking my ass out. I squeezed my eyes shut, praying no one was watching us. Somehow I trusted him that they weren't. I waited for a minute, feeling vulnerable until I heard a whisper of clothing.
    “ When we get to Venice, we'll have some real fun, ” he whispered, suddenly behind me, hands warm on my hips. He squeezed them so hard I winced. Then he tugged my underwear down. His breath came in sharp gasps.
    My nipples hardened in response to his aggressiveness.
    “ Take your shirt off now. ”
    I pulled it off. He couldn't touch me fast enough for my liking.
    “ Mr. Weldon? ” A female voice purred over the loud speaker.
    “ What? ” he barked, his hand between my thighs.
    “ Would you like some refreshments now? ” There was a catty note in the stewardess's voice.
    She knows what's going on.
    The thought gave me pleasure, and I closed my eyes as his fingers moved to my bottom. He spread me out.
    “ No. Don't bother us again. I'll let you know if I want anything. ” Rock barked the words out, and I shivered.
    “ Well, you told her to check back, ” I whispered, my breath catching as I felt something warm and oily slide down my crack. At the same moment, the plane rose into the air.
    Is he really going to do that first? We haven't even slept together.
    “ It's not a good time, though, is it? I'm busy. Really busy. ” He grabbed my hair in his fist and pulled me back against him, his cock pressed against my ass.
    I moaned as his hand came around to my clit. He massaged me until I thought I'd fall down, my legs trembled so.
    “ Isn't there a bed on this thing? ” I murmured as his hand cupped my chin from behind. I knew my pulse was racing under his fingers.
    “ Yes, but I can't wait for that now. Plus, I want you where I want you, and that happens to be right here. Do you have a problem with that?” He taunted me with the question.
    I closed my eyes, overcome with the desire and need in his voice. “No.”
    The need? What could a billionaire need that I could give him?
    I didn't have time to wonder long. He bent me over deeper, and my ass pointed into the air. My cheeks grew warm at both ends.
    This is insane. I've never done anything like this...barely done this at all and certainly not in the air on a private jet.
    “ I'm going to get you ready. ” His voice was a deep rasp that sent shivers up my spine.
    He gripped my left hip and ran his finger along my crevice. My skin goose pimpled all over at his intimate touch.
    I must be mad, totally mad. He's just going to do whatever he wants to me and then dump me, probably in Venice.
    I sucked in a breath, distressed at the thought.
    “ Just relax, Lacey, ” Rock growled, mistaking my