Free Close Quarters: The Forbidden Billionaire (Part One) (BDSM And Domination Erotic Romance Novelette) by Ana Meadows Page B

jaw line. His blonde hair was slightly wavy, longish, and fell over one eye. He had large hands and finely muscled arms. Alice flushed, a wave of desire flooding her limbs. He was gorgeous. Alice slipped further into the room, as if drawn, staring at him, childhood stories of a sleeping prince suddenly coming to mind. She took a step forward, and he stirred. Alice held her breath, holding completely still. A tingling grew in her, and she looked down to see that beneath the polyester uniform, her nipples had risen against the rough fabric. She wet her lips and the man’s eyelids fluttered.
     
    Alice stood stock still as he opened his eyes and stretched his finely muscled arms. Mid-stretch, he saw her and took in her slightly frightened look.
     
    “Well,” he said slowly, “Who are you? What are you doing here?” He had a slight accent that Alice could not quite place. It was arousing.
     
    Alice sucked in her breath. She took a step toward the bed. “I’m – the new maid,” she said, a naughty idea coming into her head. She smiled, thinking that just a short time ago she’d been contemplating sitting in a muggy classroom for hours. Beneath her feet, she felt the ship begin to move, making its way out of the harbor.
     
    “No, you’re not,” he said, sitting up, the sheets falling away revealing more of his gorgeous, hard body.
     
    Alice’s eyes lingered on it for a moment, then she stepped forward boldly, her hand going to the zipper on the back of her dress. “Be quiet!” she ordered.
     
    A smile played on his lips. “Well,” he said. “Yes- m’am.”
     
    Alice pulled the zipper down slowly, keeping her eyes on the blonde man. His eyes watched her hungrily, and she could see the sheets stirring as his cock began to harden. She smiled, dropping the dress and stepping deftly out of it. Beneath she was naked, her plump breasts falling lusciously out, nipples standing at attention. She reached up, her eyes still holding his, and took the pins out of her hair, and the red mass fell around her shoulders like molten lava.
     
    The man began to rise up from the bed, but Alice held out a hand. “Don’t move,” she said. He froze in place, waiting for her word. “Lie down.”
     
    Alice stood over his prone figure on the bed. She reached down and grasped the black, silk sheet in her hand and began to pull it slowly away. He moaned as the sheet slid over his hard cock like slippery water. Alice smiled, reaching down and began to stroke him through the silk, her hand sliding down the thick shaft as if it were oiled. “You’re going to do everything I tell you. Do you understand?”
     
    “Yes. Oh, yes,” he whispered.
     
    Alice sat on the bed beside him. “Hmm,” she said. “You must have a name. What shall I call you?” She looked intently at him, her hand continuing to slide up and down his manhood. She regarded his rakish hair, his ice blue eyes. They reminded her of the actor, Paul Newman, when he was a young man, and beautiful. “Paul,” she said. “I think I shall call you Paul.”
     
    “Of course,” he responded, his breath hitching with desire.
     
    Alice slowed her pace and then stopped stroking him. She stood up. “Sit on the edge of the bed,” she said, and Paul complied. She stood admiring him, his wide chest, his muscled legs, and his huge, erect cock, thick and ropey, the head shiny and dark with desire. She stood between his legs and cupped her breasts, lifting them to his face, but not touching him. “Kiss them,” she said, and Paul leaned forward obediently and kissed each breast softly. His lips were dry and soft. He flicked his tongue over one nipple and Alice sighed, a jolt of electricity shooting through her. He took the nipple in his mouth and it came alive, rising to meet his tongue. Alice began to roll her other nipple between her fingers, an ache rising deep in her belly, her pussy becoming wet and hot.
     
    Paul stopped his ministrations for a moment. “Allow me,