Free His Secret Request: Billionaire Secrets - Book Three by Drew Sinclair

think you owe it to me."
    "Is that so?" He looked interested now.
    "Yes. Thank you for bringing me all the way out here. You told me I could leave whenever I wanted."
    "You can."
    "And go where? We're in the middle of nowhere."
    "I'll take you anywhere you want to go."
    "Exactly. You've made my ability to leave here dependent upon you. So in return…" she faltered slightly as she heard her own voice making the bizarre demand, "I think you need to feed me. I like seafood. But not Sushi. Feed me some of that.. whatever that is over there.
    "Sturgeon caviar."
    "Good, whatever. I'm hungry and I like seafood, so bring it on."
    Ruben raised an eyebrow.
    "Not bad Ms. Falstaff." He said. "A good attempt."
    Attempt? At what? She thought.
    Ignoring her request for caviar he picked up a tiny shrimp between the long chopsticks and held it close to her lips. She opened them in readiness.
    "Now hold still. These shrimp have been lightly sautéed in butter with a squeeze of lemon, so if any of the sauce spills then we'll have to take care of that and I don’t want to waste any time."
    Ruben watched and then swallowed hard.
    "You have a very, very beautiful mouth Ms. Falstaff. Did anyone ever tell you that?"
    "I'm hungry." She said hoarsely. He brought the shrimp closer and then dropped it into her mouth. The citrus flavor together with the fresh shrimp and butter was simple but wonderful. She began to chew slowly while Ruben observed. He readied another shrimp and watched transfixed as she swallowed.
    "I should mention that you have a very beautiful neck as well Ms. Falstaff."
    She was beginning to feel uncomfortably warm. The ritual of being fed like a hungry cat and then watched was another first for her and although she could never, ever have predicted it, the game was turning her on wildly. The second shrimp dropped between her slightly parted lips and it was utterly, thrillingly sexual. The warmth of desire began to spread out between her thighs.
    And this was just the beginning... she would be there until 6am the following morning…
    She shifted uncomfortably on her seat and allowed her host to continue but after just a couple more shrimp and a morsel of avocado she couldn't take it anymore.
    "Okay. I need to shower now."
    She so badly needed to shower.
    "You've barely eaten a thing Ms. Falstaff. No human being can subsist on what you've consumed in the last twelve hours." He said disapprovingly.
    "I haven't seen you eat anything either. Except for one lick of my smoothie."
    Jesus, how she remembered that alright.
    "I prefer to keep an edge on my appetite sometimes. A little hunger adds bite to a new experience."
    Bite. New experience. His words echoed in her mind.
    "Can I take a shower? I mean, am I allowed? Or is keeping me dirty part of your perverted little game?"
    "You can call it what you like Ms. Falstaff, but you've chosen to be here. I'm not asking you to do anything you've strongly objected to. Remember, you can always walk out of here."
    "And into a prison cell."
    "That was your choice, not mine. Now of course you can have a shower, but not until I've been fed. I think that's only fair, don’t you?"
    Suzy took a deep breath. Was it all going to be like this? This was going to be one long night.
    "I thought you said you liked an edge?" She said.
    "I do. But fair is fair. And I don't want to be weak from hunger either. The stir fried beef looks nice. People say Kobe beef is the best but I prefer to source mine here in the USA. I know the rancher in Texas who raises this cattle and I guarantee you won’t find better anywhere, worldwide."
    He handed her the chopsticks he had used to feed her with.
    "Do you know how to use these?"
    "Of course I do." She took them from his hand and fished for a piece of beef from the bowl. It was cut into thin strips and lightly covered with a dark but delicately flavored sauce. She raised a sliver and then brought it closer to his lips but before she could find them her fingers slipped and