Bent over the massive oak table, my pants around my ankles and this alpha male billionaire standing behind me...
His hot breath against my neck, his dominant posture...this was not how I thought this would go. Sure, I had been thinking about him for months, ever since he pushed me into that bathroom stall while we were both on Molly. Back then we were just two scene guys looking for a concert quickie. But now we were at his estate, the evidence of his wealth all around us while we tried to fix a business issue. How had I gotten myself into this situation, my hands tied behind my back, helpless against his punishments?
And why was I so turned on?