Mia's Submission (The Satin Rose Experience) (4 page)

“You don’t know what you’re asking, Mia. I have a dark side that goes beyond light spanking and restraints. Are you ready to go there with me?”

“I will if you show me everything, Asher. All of you. I left myself open for you and I expect the same if this is going to work.”

He held her cheek in his palm and rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip.

“I don’t want to lose you, Mia. Whether you want the position or not, I want you.”

His words washed over her and left a wave of warmth throughout her body. She knew it was all she was going to get out of him that day. He wanted her, which was further confirmed by his hard cock teasing at her stomach, and that was all that mattered for now. She raked her fingers through his hair and pulled his face down to hers. Her tongue glided over the tops of his straight teeth while her finger trailed down the line of soft hairs to his shaft.

With one swoop he picked her up and laid her on the bed so that her ass was at the edge of the mattress. Standing in front of her, he guided her feet to rest on his shoulders. He entered her hard and fast, filling her completely. Asher stilled and gazed into her eyes. It was a look she couldn’t quite explain but that she’d never seen before. He kissed her gently before continuing his passionate drive into her over and over again. His balls slapped her skin as his intense thrusts pummeled through her body. Mia slid her feet down to his waist and with the force of her legs, pushed his body onto the bed and flipped over to straddle him. She ground over his muscular form and slicked the juices from her pussy onto his rock hard abdomen.

Warmth from his hands traveled down her back and grabbed her bottom cheeks.

He smiled and cocked an eyebrow. 

“How does your ass feel from the spanking?”

She lowered herself down to his chest so that she was eye to eye with him.

“You know I liked the spanking.”

“You liked everything.”

Two fingers slid along her wet sex, gathering her slick juices. She reached down and guided his cock into her wanting pussy, slowly taking every inch of his thickness. As she rocked upon his thick, hard shaft, he gently stretched her puckered hole with a slick finger.

“God, Asher, you’re going to make me come again,” Mia moaned the words between shallow breaths.

“That’s the point, baby.”

Mia paced herself, tightening her inner walls around him as she moved above him. He soon matched her tempo with two wet fingers driving deeper with each stroke into her other opening.

“More,” she whispered, surprising even herself.

Asher groaned and pushed his hips upward, meeting her downward stroke. His other hand traveled from her hip over her belly and his thumb slipped to her sensitive nub. He circled her clit once and she cried out his name. A second pass shot an electric current through her body as she shuddered and contracted around his pulsing cock. She rode their matching climaxes until she collapsed onto his glistening chest, slick with sweat.

Asher’s arms draped lazily over her back while their hearts raced together. As the rise and fall of their chests returned to normal, he pulled her around to the side of him and gently stroked the hair from her face.

“You’re like a drug and I’m quickly becoming addicted to you. I would love to have you by my side at all times but let’s forget the business part of this relationship for now and just be mine. I can’t lose you over SRE.”

She looked up at him through a veil of eyelashes and whispered, “I’ll think about it. See you at midnight?”

The Satin Rose lounge was crowded when Asher strode out of the elevator at ten minutes to midnight. He scanned the throngs of SRE members, hoping to get a glance at Mia waiting for him. His search came up empty and he took a seat at the far end of the bar.

“The usual, boss?”

Asher nodded his head toward Jake, as his ex-marine bartender and manager of the lounge twisted the cap off the bottle of Asher’s favorite beer.

“How’s it been tonight?” Asher asked and took a long swig.

“Busy, really busy. We’ve a lot of rowdy patrons tonight. I’ve already put security on guard.”

“Thanks, Jake. Glad I can count on you to keep the peace.” Asher smiled and looked toward the bank of elevators.

“You seem distracted, boss. You okay?”

“Hmm, oh, yeah sure. Everything’s fine.”

“Everything’s not fine. I was just in my office. Do you know how many clients I have waiting for me?” Mia’s voice rang behind his back.

Asher’s lips upturned into a grin and his heart fluttered a beat. He swiveled in his seat to see Mia standing with her hands on her narrow hips. She wore a simple black knit dress. Her glossy hair was loose and danced around her shoulders as she animatedly talked about the stack of client folders on her desk. Asher grabbed her waist and pulled her between his legs.

“
Your
office?” he questioned, raising one eyebrow.

Mia tilted her head. “Yes, Asher
my
office and
my
clients. I have a lot of work to do. Not sure I’ll have time for anything else…” She placed her hands around his neck and ran her fingers through the ends of his hair.

Asher slid his hand under her hair at the back of her neck and drew her into his arms.

“Oh baby, you’ll make time. I have eight more suites to show you.”

“Eight more, huh? When do we get started?” she whispered, and kissed him.

He pulled away and looked into her eyes.

“Are you sure this is what you want?”

Her hands caressed his chest and rested on his shoulders. She nodded her head. “I can’t imagine doing anything else. I want this, Asher.” She kissed him lightly and tilted her head so that her lips skimmed his ear. “I want you. Let’s go,” she whispered, and pulled his hand.

Her last words made his cock stand at attention, but then he remembered the red folder he left behind the bar.

Lacing his fingers with hers, he guided her to the barstool next to him.  She looked up at him questioningly. He signaled to Jake who slid a red folder down the bar where Asher stopped it with his hand and turned toward Mia.

“Now that you are officially on board at The Satin Rose Experience, you’ll understand that business comes before pleasure,” he smiled when she opened her mouth in protest, “well, that’s the case some of the time.”

Mia’s eyes darted from Asher to the red folder on the granite bar as Asher flipped opened the flap.

“Every client is important to us at SRE but our VIPs are extra special and we have many of them. This young lady happens to be our newest one and she will be your first client,” Asher explained and pulled out a photograph.

Mia’s gaze followed Asher’s and she studied the picture. A stunning young brunette stared back at her. Even though the young woman wore a tight smile, Mia sensed sadness in her expression.

“She looks familiar, but I can’t place her.”

“Her name is Antonietta Azzari.”

“Azzari? As in Tony “The Chief” Azzari?”

Asher nodded his head. “This is his daughter, Toni. As I’m sure you’ve heard on the news, “The Chief” was just sent to jail and has little chance of getting out anytime soon. He kept a tight leash on fair Antonietta all these years. Apparently, she wasn’t allowed to have friends, date, he didn’t even let her go to school. Tutors came to the house and homeschooled her. He wouldn’t let a man within fifty feet of her, ever.”

Mia stared at the picture, nodding at the resemblance to the infamous mobster. Toni had a dark complexion just like her father but she had the most piercing blue eyes she’d ever seen. Mia assumed she must’ve inherited those baby blues from the other half of her DNA.

“What about her mother?” Mia questioned.

“Her mom was killed when Toni was very young. It was a hit meant as payback to “The Chief”. Since that day, he basically locked Toni in an ivory tower on his sprawling compound over the river in
Jersey
and hasn’t let her out of his sight, until now. Anyway, at twenty-four and with her father in lock-up, Toni’s taking back her life,” Asher smiled.

“Good for her, and let me guess? The first order of business is a little thing called her virginity.”

“Yes and your job, Madam Vice President of Client Experience, is to make it perfect for her. Find her the perfect Dom.”

“Wait a minute, Dom? She wants her first sexual experience to be at the hands of a Dominant?”

“You got it, sweetheart. As you can imagine, Miss Azzari has some sexual issues, maybe a few hang-ups. It’s your job to break through her insecurities and to help guide her. First you’ll need to find her the right partner. But we have to consider the bigger picture for a moment. There’s another snag in this situation.”

“It’s got to be her family. These families are huge and powerful.”

“You’re good,” Asher said and rubbed her arm. “Yup, her father decided someone else needs to watch over Toni and has arranged for her to get married to this guy.”

Asher flipped out a second picture. Mia winced at the obese man with a receding hairline and more chins than Mia could count.

“This is Angelo “The Chin” Manzanno, kingpin of another crime family. He’s promised Toni’s protection under one condition: she marries the pig.”

“Wow, poor Toni,” Mia said looking back at the young woman’s picture, “No wonder she looks sad.”

“She protested so much that “The Chin” agreed to wait a few months for the nuptials hoping Toni will warm up to the idea.”

“And if she doesn’t?”

“Apparently she doesn’t have a choice in the matter. So it’s your job to give her the Satin Rose Experience she will remember forever.”

“I’m on it. See you later,” Mia smiled sweetly and grabbed the folder.

“Hold on, where ya going?”

“I’ve got Doms to interview,” Mia teased.

“Not so fast,” he said lifting her hand to his lips, “There’s a matter in Suite Nine that needs our attention.”

“Suite Nine? Why didn’t you say so? I think Miss Azzari and one lucky-ass Dom can wait until tomorrow,” Mia giggled and pulled him from the barstool.

The End

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