Forbidden Seduction: Adult Romance Collection - Romantic Love Story Anthology from Amish to XXX Romance Novels (4 page)

“Well get it done.” His voice boomed out. “We need those graphic cards to make this work.” He put the phone in its cradle. Lucy was surprised he used an older phone and it was not cordless. She did not question. “Miss Hall.” He said without looking up.

“Yes, Mr. Pulse.” She answered, holding her resume in her hand, crossing her legs at the ankles waiting. He held out his hand, still not looking at her.

“Stand up and turn around.” He commented as he looked over her resume. Finally he looked at her as she turned. Nodding he placed her resume on the desk. “Nice figure, decent resume and I owe your brother.” She waited to be told she could sit back down.

“Thank you.” Was all she could think of to say.

“Your duties would be to accompany me in my travels.” He finally said after a bit of silence. He wanted to see if he could push her and how she would react. “I am a demanding man Miss Hall. Do you think you can handle that?”  He looked directly at her.

“I can.” She answered, she felt her heart beating out of her chest.

“I expect things to be a certain way.” He said without blinking. He pointed to the chair. She sat back down crossing her legs again at the ankle. Sitting up straight, he looked over at her. “Unbutton two buttons on your blouse. I want to see your cleavage.” He was very blunt. Lucy blushed as her hands fumbled with the blouse. She was well endowed with a D cup and usually did not hide that.

“I will have Missy take you shopping for clothes.” He commented and looked at some papers on his desk. “It will be on the company account. Do not go overboard or I will take it off your check. Missy will know what to get.” He dismissed her with his hand and she got up and walked towards the door. The lady who brought her to the room stood outside the door.

“The usual Mr. Pulse.” She asked before she shut the door.

“Yes Missy, the same.” He said without looking up. “Make sure her passport is in order.”

“Yes, Mr. Pulse.” Missy answered and shut the door behind her. “Well let’s get going, we have a long day ahead for you to be ready to go tomorrow.” Lucy looked at her and blinked.

“I need to call my brother.” Lucy stated quickly while she pulled out her phone.

“You can call him from the car.” Missy led her to the elevator. “You will stay at Mr. Pulses home tonight since your flight will be leaving at 5 am. Just makes it easier for the flight plans.”

Lucy called her brother to let him know what was going on from the car as Missy drove. They went to several stores and Lucy had never been so exhausted from shopping in her life. She had her hair and nails done, new clothes, suitcases, and accessories needed for a week trip. As Missy drove up to a large home, she parked in the driveway. Lucy looked the home over, it was a mini-mansion. She gasped, she knew Victor had money, she just was not sure how much. Her research never uncovered that.

Missy did not have to knock on the door to be let in, it was opened the moment she started up the stairs. Lucy went to grab her packages, before she could, there were 2 men grabbing them and taking them in the house. Lucy followed Missy into the library. Victor was sitting in a leather chair.

“Thank you Missy.” He stated without looking up from the paper he was reading. “Any problems?”

“No Sir.” Missy answered quietly. “Will there be anything else Mr. Pulse?”

“No, thank you Missy.” He finally looked at her. “You are dismissed.” She left Lucy standing there as she left the room. Lucy started to shift on her feet, she felt a bit out of sorts. She was excited by Victor’s power, yet he made her nervous with how he seemed so in control. She looked around the large library and waited for instruction. She could hear Victor shuffling the paper to the next page. She saw he was very in control. He finally looked at her and lifted his drink to his lips. She noticed how soft they were. She bit her lip.

“Stop shifting and don’t bite your lip Miss Hall.” He ordered. “Come here in front of me.” He watched her walk. She moved forward to him and stood still. He got up and moved around her. He took the pins out of her hair and sat them on the small table set up beside the chair. She worked on controlling her breath as he took off her jacket and laid it on the arm of the chair. He moved his fingers down her neck and across the front of her blouse, noticing she had not done the buttons up.

His steel grey eyes looked her in her amber eyes. His hand moving down to her waist and to her hip. His other hand tracing along her neckline as she stood there. He noticed she did not move, which he liked. Taking her by the hand, he led her to the desk and placed her hands on the edge. Walking behind her, he tapped her legs open and the feet and slowly moved his hand around the curve of her bottom. Taking his hands, he found the edge of her skirt and started to lift it up. She stood there, barely breathing. She was not sure if she should run or if she liked it so much she wanted to stay. He let the edge of the skirt go and stepped away.

“Dinner will be ready soon and then you need to pack for tomorrow.” He stated as she heard him leave the room. Taking deep breath and standing up, she felt like she was going to faint. Grabbing her jacket, she chased after him. She was extremely excited with what just happened and thought to herself that this was going to be an interesting job. She noticed that everything was in place and all very top of the line. She would have to thank Brian when she got back from the trip for this job.

They ate dinner in silence, he sat at one end and she sat to his left. He didn’t ask questions, just looked through papers and his phone. Answering messages and pointing to his servants when he wanted something. Finally he stood and looked at her.

“I will show you to your room.” He stated and motioned for her to follow him. They went up the stairs and he led her to a room. “Wear the white outfit for tomorrow. Make sure you are packed and ready to go for the morning. I will wake you at 3:30 to be ready, our flight is at 5 am.” He said before he shut the door.

“Yes Mr. Pulse.” She answered as she began to pack her new things and looked at the queen sized bed. I was everything she had ever wanted. Taking a bath before she went to bed, she made sure her outfit was set out for the morning. Making sure everything was in its place, she crawled into bed and dozed off to sleep.

A few weeks had passed since the first trip Lucy had taken with Victor. He had begun to groom her to his taste. She walked differently, she talked differently, she had learned how to adapt to every need Victor had. She never left his side, had even moved into his home to keep up with his schedule. They would fool around sometimes, however he would always stop right before anything really happened. She noticed it was like he was building up for that moment. It was not that he could not get excited, he did often and Lucy would gladly help him relax.

“Miss Hall,” He spoke from the back of the room. “I need those papers for Truex.”

“Yes Mr. Pulse.” Lucy went through some papers and found what he needed. At the office they were very formal, however they were working the weekend at the house. She was dressed in a silk purple short night set that he picked out for her. She brought him the papers and he touched her leg. She knew that at that point, if she stood still his hand would trace up the back of her leg and he would find the soft spot between her folds and caress her to the point of shuddering. She noticed his pants were undone as he looked over the papers.

Taking her hand, he placed it on his member and leaned in breathing on her neck. “I need your hand for assistance Miss Hall.” He leaned back to allow her more access as he traced his fingers up the back of her thighs slowly. Felling her shiver, he continued to where the silk teased the top of her thighs. He slipped his hand under the silk shorts and found that she was not wearing panties as ordered. He dipped a fingertip inside her wetness as her hand moved up and down his shaft expertly. He had even taught her how to do that well. He placed two fingers inside her as she leaned forward to gain better access. She gasped as he moved his fingers faster and started to open them up and close them inside her with every thrust. He wanted to make her wetter than she had ever been before.

“Miss Hall, remove your shorts and lean forward on the desk.” He ordered.

“Yes Mr. Pulse.” Lucy stepped out of her shorts and stood with her palms on the desk waiting. He would play his games, he loved to smack her ass until there were small red marks on it. He had shown her his play room once, it frightened her to the point she stepped back into him as he laughed. Then she became curious as to the toys that were in there. He knew how to read her, she waited for his first touch.

Hearing the whoosh through the air, she held her breath waiting. He stopped, he knew what she was waiting for. He waited to hear the words.

“Please.” She finally uttered. She could not wait any longer. One hand went on her back, “Yes, please.” She felt his fingers tighten around her neck as she waited. Finally he let his hand come down on her right cheek. It filled the room with sound. He moved his hand and placed it between her thighs. Placing 2 fingers inside her, he moved in and out until he heard her breath quicken.

“Mr. Pulse, please, I need more.” She begged while her hands remained on the table in front of her not moving. He placed another finger inside her and moved them in very fast, she started to drip down her thighs as he stood behind her. Spreading her legs wider, he found that his hand was very slippery from her juices. Taking his fingers out, he leaned forward on her, his dick laying in her folds. She knew better than to squirm, he would stop everything. He placed his fingers in her mouth as she sucked on them. Her tongue twisting around each finger as he felt her gushing. Standing back up, he grabbed ahold of her hips and placed the tip of this hardness right at the edge of her slick hole.

He made sure her hands had not moved as he slowly entered her. One small motion at a time. Pulling the tip out and placing it back in, just the head. She gasped at the sensation. Placing his hands over hers, he thrust into her hard and she almost moved. She fought to stay in one place, as he moved against her. Taking his hands he placed them once again on her waist as he brought her to him and sat in the chair. He moved his hands up to cup her breast and forced her down on him as he bit her neck slowly. He pulled on her nipples and pushed into her harder.

“Beg my little slut.” He whispered in her ear.

“Please Mr. Pulse.” She whimpered, “Please, I want to touch my clit.”

“Cum for me naughty girl.” He whispered again as he felt her hands move down between her thighs. She played with her nub that was hard under her thumb. She felt the welling in her belly as Victor placed every inch inside her. His fingers dug into her breast and pulled on her nipples once again. She cried out finally as he pulled her all the way down on him.

“I said cum.” He ordered and she cried out again as her juices poured down his dick and balls. Her head thrown back and she was panting from the explosion. He held her there for a minute and kissed the back of her neck. “You will be joining me in my room tonight. I have more things I want to make you beg for.”

The Hung Games

Hunger For More

By Lady Aingealicia

Queen Alexandra had been left the kingdom and her choice for a suitor that would please her. She saw no other way except to have the games be played for her people to see what victor would be left standing for not only her hand, also her coveted bed. She knew that she could have any man in the land, yet she wanted to watch the brute strength of what only men could show. From that she would choose the man that would give her an heir by a fight to the death and by her personal inspection behind the scenes.

The men looked at each other. They woke in an arena with a bag beside them. They did not know how they got there or who brought them. As they looked around they saw the tree line behind them. There was a river and a forest in the background. Brett, looked at his bag in front of him. Pulling it to him, he found a dagger, darts, a thin blanket, and 2 packages of dried fruits and berries.  A voice boomed out above them.

“Gentlemen, welcome to the games.” Brett looked around, there were 12 bodies in the circle. “Your Queen has hand-picked each of you for these games.” Slowly the bodies began to sit up and shake their heads, looking around. They were not wearing much, no shirts and clothes that barely covered their manhood and buttocks. Brett stood up grabbing the bag.

“You will find in your bag, you all have the same tools.” Each of the men began to pick up their bags as Brett had and looked through them. “It will help you survive. You will find water purification pills in the forest.” Each man began to stand up and look at each other closer, all but two.

Brett walked over to the boy who was still laying down and touched his shoulder, he was cold to the touch and did not move. The dagger was in one hand and the bag in the other. He noticed there were bite marks in his wrist. Shaking his head, he stood again and began to move towards the other man. It was the same situation.

“Unfortunately, Adam and Ethan woke up early and wanted to destroy all of you in your sleep.” The voice boomed, “The Queen of course would not let this happen, you must win her hand and her favor fairly.”

“What if we don’t want her favor?” One of the men yelled back. He knew Queen Alexandra, as beautiful as she was, she had the personality of a razorback boar.

“Then you are free to die first Horus if that is how you feel.” Was the response. The men chuckled. They knew Horus’ name at least, that was more than they could say about the rest of them there. They all looked at each other. Their bodies were toned and solid. Each was built like a warrior and it did not look like any of them were over the age of 24. “Each of you have been researched and hand-picked for your intelligence, war abilities, and bloodlines. Your families will be well rewarded for your absence in this game.”

Brett heard a loud shot explode somewhere in the woods. Turning and looking towards where he heard the sound he saw flashes of light and yelled, “Duck, incoming.” Two men did not move fast enough and they were hit by barbs. Falling to the ground, Brett crawled over to one of them to check his pulse, being careful not to touch the barb. The man’s dark eyes stared at him blankly. Standing up, Brett grabbed his bag and began to run towards the woods. The men followed him blindly.

In the tower, Alexandra watched. She saw who the leader was, she took note of him. He had sandy blonde hair with a perfect body. She quietly hoped he would win. As she watched she saw them come together and start to talk.

“I am Brian.” One said. “I am from Valadon.”

“Charles from Macalana.” Another said. Each of them went around the circle except for Brett who got up and walked away looking at the lay of the land. He looked around for the tablets that were mentioned. The sun was setting quickly as he came back to the circle.

“Look, I don’t know what is going on.” He began. “I do know that it is getting dark and we need to start a fire. Find wood and kindling.” Each of the men disbursed and began to get the supplies needed to start a fire. Brett also knew that they would need more food than the fruits that they were given. He listened and heard a stream. Water meant food. He started walking towards the water and heard branches breaking behind him. He stopped and listened for a minute and saw a girl who moved towards the river. Shaking his head, he was sure that he was seeing things until she approached him.

“Brett,” she softly said, “I have something for you.” She held out a paper and held a light for him to read the writing. On the paper was the name of each of the men and the crimes they had committed and where they were from. He noticed that some of the names and places did not match what was said during the introductions.

“And you are?” He asked after he folded the paper and placed it in his bag.

“I am Viviana.” She answered, he looked her over. Her full breast were pushing against the loose dress she wore. Her legs were toned and tanned while her long red hair fell down her back. She lowered her blue eyes when he looked at her. “You are welcome to enjoy me if you wish.”

“I don’t think so lass.” He commented as he looked her over one last time, he never trusted people who brought gifts like this. He did not even know if he could trust the list. He did know that one of them drew his interest since it was the name of the man who killed his mother. He would test that theory soon enough. “Did you give this to anyone else?” He asked as she turned to go.

“No, I did not.” She nodded at him, “The Queen wanted you to have that alone.” She disappeared into the woods as Brett stood there. He listened to the wood for a minute before he continued to move to the water. Once he was there, he saw it was a swollen river. He put his hand in the water and drew it back. Looking around, he saw the nearest tree and began to cut into the bark. He wanted to do his best to mark this place. He saw that there was a cave across the way and there was a large pool that was on the side of the river. He started to walk back and heard the men talking as he approached.

“Look, we don’t even know his name.” One of them said. “I don’t trust that.”

“Look, smart ass, we don’t know anything about any of us.” Another said, “Except whatever we told each other.” Brett walked up on them and sat down some firewood. Remaining silent, they waited for the voice in the sky to speak again. They built the fire and each of them laid down in a circle. None of them seemed to sleep that night, they were too busy watching each other and wondering what these games were about.

Alexandra watched quietly in her tower. Viviana had done her job and she noted that Brett did not bit to have his way with her. She traced her long red nails along the glass of wine that was in her hand. It was time to start letting the others know as to why they were there and what their purpose was.

“Good morning Gentlemen.” She pressed her ruby lips to the microphone in front of her. “Each of you have a history that the others know about, yet they don’t know who you are.” The men sat up with a start looking at each other confused. The sun was barely peeking over the mountain in the background.

“Each of you have killed someone in another’s family that sits in front of you. I do hope you have not gotten cozy and comfortable with each other. Here is your chance to find out who and basically get your revenge.” The voice continued. Each of the men scanned their opponents. “Your sole purpose in these games is to survive.” The microphone cut off and there was silence through the trees. No one heard the fire that was crackling as they began to look at each other harder. Jackson was the first to speak up.

“Macalana.” He began moving towards Charles. “Your country invaded my village.” His voice boomed. He pulled out his dagger as he walked and Brett moved further back. He was not going to stop a fight that was not his. Charles felt in his bag as he watched Jackson. Jackson jabbed at Charles and Charles moved out of the way of the blade barely before it nicked his belly.

“Look, we were at war.” Charles boomed back as he found a dart throwing it at Jackson hitting him in the chest. Moving forward he pushed Jackson back and they fell to the ground rolling. They did not even notice when they were in the fire. Jackson’s hand came up after he pinned Charles to the ground and drove the dagger into his chest. There was a gasp heard as Jackson fell forward. Brett looked on as the other men began to assess the situation. One of them pulled Jackson off Charles and looked at the dart. Smelling it, he noticed the sent and shook his head. Grinning, he took off in the woods and did not look back.