The Woman of the Billionaire's Dreams by Krista Lakes Read Free Book Online

but he managed to restrain himself. When he stood up, Tracy could see that he really was dressed to impress, with a designer black tuxedo, a long silk tie, cleanly shaven, the whole nine yards. Tracy smiled again when she thought of how tonight was going to go. Mr. Hayes showed Tracy to his car and off they went.
    Dinner was beautiful, and the restaurant definitely lived up to its reputation. Mr. Hayes didn't try to order for her, and was a perfect gentleman to her the entire evening. She ordered the most expensive thing off the menu and a white wine that cost $300. He had simply smiled and ordered a bottle of red to match.
    At times, she felt like he acted like a smitten young teenage boy, and others he acted like he had the confidence to do whatever he wanted. It was a very endearing trait, and she found herself liking him more and more, even seeing how he treated other people. He was never rude, but just less than polite, as if whomever he was speaking to was just a little slow in the head. He made sure that they knew he was superior, that he was in charge.
    She could see why his fantasy was to have someone to take control. She watched the waitress and saw the same tired face she knew she must wear most nights and felt a surge of gratitude flood through her for this opportunity. It was strange being served instead of doing the serving. She had to stop herself from tidying the dishes and arranging the silverware.
    “I’m sure if I asked they would give you a job,” he remarked after she stacked the soup bowls and brushed the cracker crumbs from the tablecloth. She blushed and they had an animated conversation about the waitressing profession. When she tried to get him to talk about his work, he told her it was far too boring. Something in the tone of his voice made her drop it and change the subject.
    They continued to talk for a while after dessert, an amazing raspberry scented flour-less chocolate cake with crème anglaise and raspberry coulis. It was the most delicious thing she had ever eaten. She felt like a princess. He had finished his dessert and was reaching for his wallet to pay the bill. She reached her hand out and stopped the motion.
    “I am not done yet.” She used the same voice he used with the waitress to show his superiority. He halted, and slowly returned his wallet to his pocket. She ordered a cappuccino and took her time, savoring the flavor and letting him wait for her to finish. The discussion shifted to multiple topics and when she was ready, continued out the door and on the ride home. She felt her dominating demeanor melting away, but she knew that she needed to still be in charge when they got back to his house.
    When they returned home, he again opened her car door for her. By now, she was practically giddy with the thought of him fucking her, so when he leaned in for a kiss, she was eager and ready. They kissed passionately before he broke away and led her by the hand inside. They walked straight up to the bedroom, her heels slowing her down, making the wait a little longer than she thought she could stand. When they finally got in the room, his hands were on her in a flash. They kissed again, and then he broke away from her. “Have I pleased you?”
    She knew this was an important question to him, so she backed away and pretended to think about it. “You have pleased me more than any other man ever has. I'm beginning to think your reputation as a competent businessman might cross over to a reputation as a gentleman.”
    He smiled and began to get closer. “BUT,” she said with the sternest voice she could muster, and it stopped him in his tracks. “There's one more thing you have to do to please me.”
    “Anything Tracy. Please, just say the word and it'll be done. I want this so badly.”
    She came in close to him, and breathed in his ear. “Fuck me like I've never been fucked before. Make me cum all over your dick, and cum inside me. That will please me.”
    With that, he placed