His Secret

  HIS SECRET (31 WAYS TO CATCH A BILLIONAIRE, BOOK 3)

  Ann King

  Smashwords

  Copyright 2012 by Ann King

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  ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

  To my heavenly Father, thank you for all you have done for me.

  AUTHOR’S NOTE:

  Dear Reader,

  This is part 3 in the 31 Ways to Catch a Billionaire series and, as such, to get the full picture of events it is recommended you first read parts 1 and 2. I hope you enjoy reading 31 Ways to Catch a Billionaire as much as I enjoyed writing it.

  Warm regards,

  Ann King

  The most sought after bachelor, Carlos Kincade is young, rich and devilishly handsome. He has everything he thought he could possibly want until his grandfather’s will stipulates he must be married by his 30th birthday to keep his inheritance. He’s suddenly in need of a wife who can fulfill his every hot desire.

  Struggling psychology student Elsie Sherwood suddenly finds herself in need of another job after a medical crisis in the family cost her family home. Sexy Carlos Kincade offers her work for a month but there are strings attached…and a diamond ring. She must fulfill his thirty-one needs to play his wife until he fulfills his grandfather’s will—but is the seduction too hot to handle?

  Part 3 – the seduction continues!

  1.

  “Where are you taking me?” Elsie asked while they drove through Manhattan capturing the magnificent view of the entertainment district and tourists that filled the street.

  “To nourish your beautiful body,” he said, his voice low and smooth like silk.

  “Oh? Where might that be?”

  “One of the finest seafood restaurants on the continent.”

  “Oh, my God! I loooove seafood.”

  He grinned.

  “You knew that, didn’t you?”

  “A good man always pays attention to a woman’s needs.”

  “Or her resume?”

  He smirked with a charming smile. “You remember that employee survey you filled out a while back?”

  “Oh, that one. Were you stalking me then or do you just have an impeccable memory?”

  “Both.”

  “If I didn’t know you had a quirky sense of humor…”

  “Oh, so now who’s stalking whom?” he cocked a brow.

  “Not fair. It’s my duty to search for information about my employer.”

  “Even the CEO’s personal life?”

  Okay, she was caught out. She did at times use the company’s computer on her break to Google Carlos Kincade and everything about him. She guessed it was a two-way street after all.

  “We’re going to Niagara Falls.”

  “What?” she said, alarmed.

  “You like the Falls.”

  “I know but…now?”

  “Why not now?”

  “But what I have on is…”

  “Adequate but we’re going to stop off at one of our department stores and get you something.”

  Elsie bit her lip stifling her anger. “You’re not going to buy me clothes are you?” she asked with an air of contempt.

  “And what would be so wrong about that?”

  “Because we’ve only just started our…relationship…and I…we…don’t know each other that well.”

  “Come on now, don’t you think what we did back at your apartment was a little more than intimate. We both know more about each other than couples who meet after two dates. I know you’ve been checking me out and researching all about me and I’ve been doing the same with you. I just didn’t know we would meet so soon in this way.”

  “Yes, which brings us back to your needing a wife.”

  His jaw clenched and he looked away disgusted. Had she said the wrong thing? She’d hit a nerve hadn’t she? They were having fun and she had to bring up this wife thing. Was he in some kind of trouble? Oh, why did she open her big stupid mouth? When will she learn to shut up?

  “I didn’t mean…”

  “It’s nothing,” he said as if trying to save the moment. “What are your plans for the next couple of weeks?”

  “I…um…well, I was hoping to start working at the new job.”

  “The official opening is not until next month, and besides you’re not qualified.”

  “What makes you say that?”

  “Because I know.”

  “How do you know?” Elsie felt her muscles twitch in her face.

  “In the back seat, grab the Home Pleasures catalogue.”

  “Sure,” Elsie said reaching back to feel the smooth heavy catalogue with pictures and descriptions of toys to pleasure its customers.

  “Now…when we board the plane…”

  “The what?”

  “The plane, my dear. Do you really think I’m going to drive to Niagara Falls now?”

  “Um…no.”

  He stifled a grin as he parked near a hanger of the private airport.

  All Elsie could think to herself was—Oh. My. God! She was going on a private plane.

  “It’s 400 miles to the Falls from here. That’s a seven hour drive. We can fly on my jet in forty-five.”

  “Forty-five minutes?”

  He nodded as he drove closer to the hanger where the Kincade A2200 awaited.

  God, this man oozed money and power. The sun was setting beautifully and the darkness was settling in so romantically. Elsie didn’t know what to think. She felt as if she were in some sort of weird fantasy dream or something or a movie.

  “So this is how you live?”

  “Like what?” he said as he walked briskly towards his destination after parking his car. One of his men in a nice suit met him and greeted her also.

  “You do things on the spur of the moment,” she finished.

  “Life is to be lived when you’re alive, my dear. You can’t do too much from the grave and you never know when you’re going to leave this beautiful world. Enjoy every second of it while you can.”

  She grinned sheepishly as she boarded the plane.

  “I have my pilot’s licence but Andre will be flying us tonight.”

  “Oh, okay.” Elsie was gobsmacked. Would she have been nervous if Carlos was flying? Probably not but at least his attention could be completely on her and not on the skies.

  There were two pilots and one flight attendant who seemed to know Carlos very well. How often did he do this? Was she the only woman he’d brought up there? Or was this a weekly or monthly thing?

  “By the way, I don’t often bring women up here.” His salacious grin melted her insides and confirmed to her that he must’ve been some sort of mind reader.

  She felt relieved and her deep sigh was obvious. So obvious, Carlos chuckled. His dimpled grin and smiling grey eyes sparkled and made her feel so warm in her heart. She was really beginning to enjoy this. When was the last time she’d ever done anything exciting like this?

  Oh, boy, Dee wo
uld be shocked if she knew what Elsie was up to now.

  It was true that Elsie’s mother’s last days were horrible and to think her mother worked her butt off her entire life as a single parent to provide the best for her and hadn’t lived to see the fruit of her labor. Working two jobs and never taking a vacation. Elsie squeezed her eyes shut and tried to dull the pain. That was not how she wanted to live her life. She loved her mother and wished she could have given her everything she’d deserved, including a nice long vacation…but…

  “What’s on your mind?” Carlos’s deep, silky voice sliced through her walk down memory lane.

  “Oh, nothing.”

  “Honesty.” Carlos warned as he raised a brow, his voice was low and cool.

  “Just thinking about how hard my mom had it in life and you’re right. Live life while you can—as long as you play safe and no one gets hurt, right?”

  “That’s my girl. Bravery is a crucial element.”

  She smiled, “I guess I’m earning points here.”

  “Don’t bet on it,” he teased her. His sexy gaze drifted to her cleavage. “You said you didn’t have much plans for the week.”

  “No.”

  “Well, we’re going to spend the next week in the Presidential suite at the hotel overlooking the Falls.”

  Elsie’s mouth dropped open.

  “Don’t worry. You’ll have everything you need. I need to get to know more about you if this is going to work.”

  She didn’t want to cause a scene on the plane with witnesses but boy, was she heating up fast inside. She’d agreed to this dom-submissive thing and to eventually play his wife but this was a bit much for her.

  Once they were safely into the air flying through the beautiful red sunset just as if she were in some romance flick, Carlos pulled out his Blackberry and called his assistant, Marsha. My goodness, he really had his workers at his command twenty-four-seven, didn’t he? He had instructed her to cancel his appointments for the week and have Portia deal with the press ahead of the grand opening of the Home Pleasures department which would be sometime next month.

  Carlos, unloosened his tie around his neck—the very same tie that hours ago bonded her to his pleasure, Elsie could not help but grin and flush as she recalled his soft, hot hands on her body. Her inner thighs tingled as she watched him lean back comfortably in his recliner.

  The plane was gorgeous, everything was golden, including the faucets. It looked more like a spacious living room than a plane, right down to the beds and the soft reclining seats and the large LED TV screen which looked more like a home entertainment center. The décor was breathtaking, beautiful to admire.

  So this was how the rich lived?

  While Carlos slept, Elsie took the opportunity to study the Home Pleasures department catalogue.

  She carefully turned each page and her heart pounded hard each time, her pussy throbbed reacting to each product. This was what Carlos and his team had come up with? Was Carlos planning to use these…items with her…on her? Oh, God!

  She carefully traced her fingers down one of the smooth pages where the display of Dildos were located:

  Realistic looking Dildos to suit every race.

  Those were actually molded from real erect penises. Elsie had not idea. She wondered whose erect penises they were. Sexy male models who worked in the nude? She read further down as she gaped at the images.

  Silicone Dildos

  Vibrating Dildos

  Squirting Dildos

  Double-sided Dildos

  Strap-on Dildos

  She couldn’t help but fan herself from the heat driving up her body. She turned and glanced at Carlos who seemed fast asleep. She’d read up on him that he was a work-a-holic who rose a 4am each morning to hit the gym then start his work day at the office when no one was around. Man, was he dedicated. A man like that who worked hard deserved to play hard to. Or fuck hard!

  The Suction-cup Dildo which guarantees to deliver and amazing realistic experience

  Erotic board games

  Edible body art

  Massage candle libido

  Blow job masturbator

  Deep throat stroker

  Super sucker masturbator blow job imitator

  Ohmygod! Ohmygod! What am I getting myself into?

  Elsie thought she knew a lot about sex though her experience was very limited. But this…this was something else! She was sure she was flushing fifty shades of red right now. God, she hoped no one saw her face right now. She was ashamed to admit that she hadn’t actually seen the full catalogue before the interview and hadn’t known half of these things even existed.

  Boy, this was going to be interesting research for her Human Sexuality class for Psychology.

  She continued down the list and saw the cock ring which looked like a strap or a mini belt. She wondered how on earth would that make a man feel. She tried to picture Carlos wearing a cock ring. Her cheeks burned like a furnace just thinking of it.

  Ah, then the restraints page came in. She licked her dry lips and turned surreptitiously to Carlos who was still asleep. If he wasn’t, he sure was good at pretending to be asleep. She noticed a slight grin on his face. Was it because he was thinking about what happened earlier at her apartment or could he see her reaction to the sex toys in his catalogue?

  She turned her head down back to look at the pages, naked women with large breasts the size of watermelons with their perfectly round pink nipples were modelling certain toys. One had nipple clamps on for a pleasurable experience according to the description. There were several different types of satiny blindfolds, wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs, spanking paddles for light punishment and domination, bondage gags and masks, collars and leashes, ball and penis sex toys including cock rings and penis leashes. Ropes, strap restraints and other bondage toys (if you could call them that) and dance stripper pole kits. She could not read any further and closed the catalogue with a deep sigh. Her face was hot and she was sweating and flushed. But that wasn’t it—her panties were soaked now with her own juices.

  “Told you, you weren’t ready…yet.” Carlos deep, low voice startled her. So he had been watching the whole time.

  “You…”

  “Ah-ah-ah! Watch your tongue or I’m going to have to punish you and claim it,” he added with a grin. “I bet you’re nice and wet, ready for what I have planned for you.”

  Elsie rolled her eyes and shook her head. She was beet red and she knew it. She felt it.

  “We’re almost touching down, put your seatbelt on.”

  She did as he commanded. When she thought he wasn’t looking, she stuck out her tongue at him. Bad idea since he somehow had a wicked blind spot and could see without directly looking at his object. How on earth had he managed that?

  “And what’s that for?” he toyed with her playfully.

  “Nothing….sir…I mean, you were watching me the whole time. That’s…embarrassing.”

  He tilted back his head slightly and grinned. “Oh, girl, I’m going to do a lot more than watch you when we get to the hotel.”

  He leaned in closer to her, his clean fresh scent and cologne was delicious she could taste him. God, he was a beautiful man in every way. It was hard not to admire his gorgeous features. Those grey penetrating eyes. Those dark, long eyelashes and his gorgeous main of dark hair and perfect face not to mention his tall, muscular body.

  Of all the supermodels and rich socialites in the world, he wanted her. Elsie Sherwood. No other.

  What had she done to deserve this? Suddenly, she wanted him to do everything to her including using some of those toys in the catalogue.

  To take her as he pleased. She craved him, hungered for him. She was willing and ready for him…at least she hoped she would be when they finally…if they finally…

  “Oh, God! I can’t wait to fuck you!” he said in his deep low sultry voice.

  “What?”

  “I have condoms waiting for us at the suite. I can’t wait to get inside you, E
lsie. All of you. I want you for myself. You’re mine now, do you understand that?”

  “Yes, that’s what I agreed to. That’s what I want…” she hesitated. “I want you, too, Carlos. All of you.”

  She’d be damned if she were going to be some toy that he threw out later when he got bored. She couldn’t think of the unthinkable. But he wanted a wife. If she could be with him so long…how could she just leave that behind after a few years when her term was…up?

  One thought at a time, Elsie.

  One worry at a time.

  Enjoy the moment. You only live once.

  Forty-five minutes later, they’d arrived in Niagara Falls at the plush five-star hotel. Kincade already had his own suite with a breathtaking view of the Falls. It was awesome!

  “Room service will up be shortly, Mr. Kincade,” a butler dressed in an expensive dark suit and bow tie came to the door to inform them. He politely nodded to Elsie on the way out.

  “Room service? But we didn’t order anything.”

  “I took the liberty of ordering before we flew from Manhattan. They know how to time my arrival.”

  “Wow,” was all Elsie could say at the time.

  “I have my own personal chef in select places so no one can do any funny business along the way.”

  “I see.”

  “Johnson has been working for me for quite some time now.”

  “The butler?”

  “Yes.”

  Elsie sighed. “Your life is a lot more complicated than mine. When I need to eat I just grab whatever’s in the fridge or order pizza or something.”