Free If You Want It (BDSM Billionaire Erotic Romance) (If You Dare Book 2) by Evelyn Troy

 
    Zoe finished putting on her lipstick and gave herself a smile in the mirror once she’d finished smacking her lips together. It had been six months since she had taken up her new position as Dawson Alexander’s personal Global Assistant and the company’s Solution Analyst, and so far she was thoroughly enjoying it.
     
    She had travelled more in the past six months than she had in her entire life up until she started on the job. Paris and Italy, London and Venezuela; she seemed to be in a different part of the world every month, and she was getting paid a handsome salary to do what she’d always dreamed of doing; seeing the world and learning new cultures. The job was literally the job of her dreams.
     
    There was just one thing wrong, and that was the lack of companionship she was experiencing. True to his word, Dawson had maintained their conference call meetings once a week, and occasionally he would fly out to wherever she was at that particular moment in time for a face to face meeting with her. But it was all business, and while she genuinely wanted to learn more about the company and his feedback and guidance were essential and enjoyable, she wished that there was more to it than just work; especially in light of how things had been between them when he’d actually offered her the job.
     
    Zoe sighed and sat on the edge of her hotel bed to put her shoes on, thinking back to her flight to Asia where Dawson had surprised her by upgrading her to first class before offering her the position she now held for the company. Afterwards he had taken her into the bathroom and very thoroughly fucked her for the first time, despite his having used her for a couple of kinky sex sessions before that.
     
    Zoe felt herself get warm as she recalled how she had been handcuffed to the radiator in his office and subjected to the most delicious spanking session of her life. Hell, up until that point it had been the only spanking session of her life. He had also used paperclips and bulldog clips in a way that they had never been invented or intended for. As for the wooden ruler; oh man, what Dawson could do with a ruler.
     
    She remembered the time that he’d taken her to a very high class masquerade ball, where she had worn nothing; not even the expensive ballgown that he’d instructed her to purchase with his credit card. She’d been shocked to the core when she’d been told to strip off all her clothes on arriving at the mansion, but she had relaxed when she’d seen that she wasn’t the only one walking around stark naked. Dawson had told her to let her hair down and have some fun, “If she dared.” She’d dared alright. She’d dared so much that she’d had sex with a woman for the first time ever, in front of a room full of people, no less. And then she’d had her very first threesome with a beautiful woman and her husband.
     
    It had been a night of firsts, but Dawson still hadn’t fucked her even after watching her with other people. She’d had to wait until her flight to Asia for that to happen, and she’d been waiting ever since for it to happen again.
     
    Zoe gave herself a mental shake and slipped her shoes on. Stop acting like a slut, Zoe, or you’re going to start believing that you are one . She gave herself another shake and then realized that she had to stop thinking about Dawson or she was going to be late for her meeting with Armando. That would really piss Dawson off because he’d told her in their last phone call that he really wanted her to put the pressure on the guy. He seemed almost desperate to get Armando on board and investing in the company and Zoe was going to make damn sure that she gave him what he wanted. Just like I always do , she thought.
     
    He’d told her to make sure that she took him to the best restaurant that Geneva had to offer, and after pulling a few strings, Zoe had managed to get a table at the Ritz Carlton. She had requested a large table that was as private as