Blackmailed into the Billionaire's Bed(24)
“Come, it’s getting late. It will be dark soon.”
As they closed in on the stunning house, she wondered what he would do next. Would he insist on sex immediately, or fuck her from behind while she showered? Mac was ruthless enough to use her body for his own needs without a single thought for her human emotions and well-being. Whichever course of action he decided upon, she realized she had absolutely no say in the matter, because until her debt was paid in full, Mac was the master and she was his slave. However, what he said next surprised her.
“As you’ve already given me great pleasure today, and as you’ve had a long, tiring journey, I won’t make any more demands of you tonight. I suggest you take a shower and then get your head down for a while.” He must have seen the surprise on her face, because with a faint smile to his lips, he added, “You see, Kendall, I have a benevolent side to my personality, too. I’m not a total bastard all the time.”
He aimed a small remote control unit at the impressive front door, and it obediently clicked open a few inches. As he stepped over the threshold, he beckoned her inside, and she followed his lead. Grateful to escape the debilitating heat and humidity, she fanned a hand in front of her face and then sighed with relief.
With a resounding click, he closed the large oak door behind them. “Better, honey?”
“Much.”
Kendall looked around her new surroundings, her home for the next nine days. The space available was immense, and the open-plan interior encompassed a large living area that measured perhaps fifty feet by forty. A vast expanse of cream marble flooring complemented what looked to her like hand-crafted Italian furniture, designed in a contemporary style. Mac was right about the windows, because although they were dark and secretive from the outside, from inside his beautiful home, she had uninterrupted views of the tropical paradise that lay beyond. Softly swaying palms cast long shadows as the sun slowly started to dip below the horizon, giving the island an almost magical appeal. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the back of the house, she saw an impressive covered lanai that overlooked a large outdoor swimming pool.
Dear God, this guy lived like a king or better still a Roman Emperor. She came from an affluent family herself, but Mac’s opulent lifestyle was several levels above what even she was familiar with.
Exhausted, she slumped in one of the large chairs in the center of the living area. “It’s amazing to think that one guy can make enough money to buy his own private island.”
He sat down next to her. “I’ve worked hard all my life. Not once have I cashed a welfare check from the government.”
“Not everyone can be as lucky as you.”
“Well, in this world you make your own luck, or you go under, and the harder I work, the luckier I become, if you get my meaning.”
She did.
Her feelings for the beautiful man sitting beside her were ambiguous and confused at best. Kendall still had trouble coming to terms with the idea that he was using her simply for sex—sex without any love or emotional attachment. But paradoxically, she adored the attention he gave her. Mac made her feel like a woman—a passionate woman with sexual needs and wants of her own.
She had that same strange mixture of feelings when it came to his business and work ethics, too. Mac didn’t seem to have a lot of compassion for those who hadn’t made it in life like he had. He seemed unable or unwilling to grasp that not everybody was as strong and confident as him. However, she couldn’t help but admire and respect the way he’d come from nothing, to build up a business empire that was worth billions today. That was the thing about incredibly powerful men like Mac. Despite their obvious character flaws, their indomitable attitude to life, and all that entailed, made them sexy as hell to women.
“See the door over there, honey.”
Her eyes followed the direction of his outstretched finger. “Yes.”
“You’ve got your own room.”
“I see.”
“It comes with every convenience, including a wet room.” He paused momentarily for effect before leaning across and whispering in her ear. “A wet room big enough for two.”
The way he spoke, Kendall was left in no doubt that he would take full advantage of all the amenities his house offered, and she briefly imagined his huge cock buried deep inside her pussy or ass as a torrent of warm water cascaded over their naked entwined bodies.
Mmm, good thought, Kendall.
In fact, it was such a good thought, she had trouble dragging her attention back to the here and now. The way he stared directly into her eyes almost made her believe he could read her thoughts.