Anastasia: Whatever It Takes (Vol. 4): Anastasia, #4

By Ana Vela

Volume 4 of the Anastasia Series!

With only two months left on her internship at Edgeworth, Epstein, and Kendrick Investments, Anastasia really needs to parlay her knowledge, expertise and abilities into a long-term position at the company. So, when the opportunity presents itself to help reel in billionaire CEO Parker Willis as a new client, Anastasia jumps at the chance. This could be the break that guarantees she’ll join the permanent ranks of E, E, and K employees.

Willis is arrogant, cocky, and not all that interested in making an investment, but he is interested in making Anastasia his plaything. The wealthy businessman proposes a bargain: be his sexual slave, and he’ll sign on the dotted line.

With her dream job almost within reach, is Anastasia willing to do whatever it takes to seal the deal?

Fans of Bella Andre, Rachel Gibson, and Kristan Higgins will love this quirky romance series with strong, independent woman and sexy alpha heroes.

Praise for the Anastasia series:
"Once I opened it, I found i had a lot of trouble putting it down so looking to part 2 ;) and yes had my pulse elevated :)"

"This is one hot little read, and Ana Vela can turn a descriptive phrase in such a way the story plays out like a movie in your head. The action is hot and non-stop, and the tension pulls and teases you along from beginning to explosive end."

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roja Publishing
• Release date: Jan 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781497714472

Book preview

~Volume Four~

Anastasia snatched up the phone on the second ring, a little breathless.

Good afternoon, this is Anastasia, how may I help you? The words drifted out of her mouth on a rush of air. The woman’s voice on the other line was venomous and petulant at the same time. Anastasia bit her lip. No, Mrs. Benning, he’s not here at the moment.

Mrs. Benning was her boss Robert’s wife. As the woman droned on about missed appointment and broken promises, Anastasia held the receiver slightly away from her mouth.  She glanced down between her naked, splayed thighs, where Robert Benning’s sleek salt and pepper head rested as his tongue wormed between the slick lips of her pussy. She was perched on his desk, naked and spread-eagle while the Junior Partner lapped and sucked at her succulent flesh.

She realized Mrs. Benning had stopped talking and gasped at a particularly pleasurable thrust of Robert’s tongue. I’m s-sorry Mrs. Benning but it’s lunchtime and he’s eating out today. She swallowed a giggle along with the moan as Robert’s chuckle sent low vibrations through her throbbing clit.

Mrs. Benning’s sharp question speared into Anastasia’s ear. Where? Ah... oh... there! She reached down with her free hand to press Robert’s face tighter against her dripping quim. He sucked the turgid bud of her clit between his lips and bobbed on it like a tiny cock. Anastasia gritted her teeth. H-he’s going down! To! Oh. Ah. Nobu! That’s it. Yes!

Anastasia rocked her hips, rubbing her pussy against Robert’s tongue, not really caring if his wife knew exactly what was going on. She doubted he did either. She’d told him about Bryce, her other occasional lover, fucking his wife and Robert hadn’t much cared. He hadn’t been interested in her in years. She wasn’t very good in bed. Both men said so.

The thrill of talking to his wife while he licked and sucked her cunt made Anastasia even hotter. The confident, powerful, sex savvy woman she was now would be completely unrecognizable to the naive near virgin who’d moved to the big bad city only ten months ago. If it hadn’t been for the chance meeting with lush redheaded executive assistant Victoria on her first day, Anastasia wouldn’t be this woman, enjoying the talented ministrations of two gorgeous men. And two gorgeous women.

She wouldn’t be having her throbbing, needy pussy serviced on her lunch break by her boss’s eager tongue. She thanked god every day that she’d met Victoria, and thanked the woman herself several nights a week too. Exploring Victoria’s curvaceous body was a particular treat. Sometimes she got the added delight of Bryce or Magdalena, the formerly virgin intern she’d thoroughly corrupted, joining in with her and her adventurous roommate.

Yes, yes, yes! I’ll tell him. She hung up the phone on Mrs. Benning without saying goodbye. Anastasia panted, breasts heaving and slick with sweat.

Robert raised his face from her sopping sex, his mouth and cheeks glistening with her juices. He grinned. Tell me what?

You forgot the appointment with the realtor about the condo. I put it on your calendar. Anastasia squeezed and stroked one tingling, aching breast. Robert shook his head.

I didn’t forget. I told her we’re not buying a new place. Since the affair never got my attention, her new tactic is wasting my money.

Anastasia scratched her long fingernails softly against his scalp, urging his mouth back to her throbbing, wet pussy. I don’t care about your wife and her petty vendetta. Lick my pussy, Robert. Please, make me come on your tongue. I’ve been aching for you.

He loved it when she told him how much she wanted him, desired him. And it wasn’t a lie. Sure, the handsome, driven Junior Partner could do things for her career once her internship was over in two months, but that wasn’t the only reason she was stretched across his desk, letting a man 30 years her senior tongue her slit. Robert was smart, good-looking, and a phenomenal lover. Plus, he had a lovely big cock.

In response to Anastasia’s breathy request, he speared his tongue hard into her slick satin channel, licking at her clutching inner walls. His fingers kneaded the pale, soft globes of her ass as he feasted on her firm, juicy pussy. When one long digit probed tentatively at the crinkled pucker of her anus, Anastasia keened, humping herself against his tongue and finger. He pierced her rear passage slowly, sinking in to the second knuckle. Robert had never explored her there. As he prodded and explored the hot clutch of her bowels, his tongue slid along her wet folds.

He nibbled her smooth cunt lips, sucking them into his mouth before spearing his tongue deep into her slick hole. He withdrew his finger from her ass, briefly, before pressing in again, added a second finger to the first. Anastasia writhed on the warm wood surface of his desk.

Yes, fuck, yes, Robert! Fuck my ass with your fingers! Suck my clit! Oh Christ, fuck yes! Your tongue feels so fucking good, baby!

Robert sucked at her clit, grazing it with his teeth as he pressed his fingers deep, curling them along the snug canal of her ass. The scrape of his fingertips along her tender tissues splintered Anastasia into a million tiny shards of pleasure. She collapsed back on the desk, unable to hold herself up any longer as her body clenched and spasmed, her orgasm whizzing through her like delicious shrapnel.

She hadn’t yet returned to earth yet when she felt Robert’s hot, hard cock gliding along the twitching, drenched slit of her sex. He’d just tugged down his zipper and fished his rigid, throbbing length out of the opening. She moaned, hunching her still pulsing pussy against his smooth, bulbous crown. One of his big hands splayed across her belly, his thumb gently stroking her sensitive clit as he teased her silken folds with his prick.

Anastasia let out a gasp of surprise as Robert slid his cock passed the slippery entrance to her pussy and rubbed it hard against her spasming asshole.

You want me to fuck this sweet little ass, baby? he growled. You want my big, fat, hard cock up inside this snug hole? His thumb traced light circles around her clit, not letting her come all the way down from her orgasm. He kept her riding the edge of arousal.

Anastasia braced her bare feet flat against the edge of Robert’s desk, spread her legs wider, and looked him in the eye. Yeah, baby. Shove that lovely monster in my ass. Give it to me!

He needed no more encouragement. Robert began to slowly push forward, feeding his cock into the tight ring of muscle. Anastasia’s ass opened easily, gliding over the wide, round head. Once the fat top popped past that snug ring of muscle, Robert sank easily into her. He groaned, pumping a few inches in and out of her clutching bowels. Bryce? he asked through teeth gritted in pleasure.

Anastasia nodded. Though Victoria had been the first one to ever penetrate her rear passage, technically, Bryce was the only man to ever fuck her there. Not. As big. As you, Anastasia panted raggedly. Bryce was thicker, stretching her nearly to the limits of tearing, but Robert was longer by many inches. He drove them deep into her now. Ooooooh, baby. That’s it. Fuck my tight ass with that monster cock! Come on, give it to.

Robert bent over her, kneading the soft mounds of her tits, squeezing them together to he could suck at the stiff buds of her nipples. His hips rose and fell like a piston, ramming all ten inches of his rock hard cock into Anastasia’s hot, squeezing tunnel.

Oh god! Fuck, Anastasia, baby. Your ass is squeezing my cock like a vice! It’s amazing. So hot, baby! He jackhammered into her, nipping at the flesh of her breasts and the turgid nubs of her nipples. Anastasia panted, curling her toes around the edge of the desk, pushing back against the thick cock invading her bowels. The stretch and pressure made her whole lower body tingle. And Robert’s pelvis slapped against her swollen clit with each powerful thrust.

Robert! Oh, Jesus. Oh, fucking hell. I’m coming, baby! I’m gonna come with your fat prick buried in my ass! Oh, shit! Harder, Robert! Yes! The word escaped in a hiss as Anastasia shuddered through another orgasm. It was smaller than the first, but no less sharp and pleasurable. Robert buried himself to the hilt inside her.

At the forceful clench of her rippling rear passage all along his cock, Robert grunted. Yeah, baby. Here it comes! Coming for you, Anastasia!

Come in my ass, Robert, Anastasia encouraged, clutching at his shoulders and rotating her hips to drive him onward. Fill me up with your hot cum. Come on, baby. Give me your cream.

She felt the pulse of cock and the hot splash of his cum against her clutching insides. Anastasia sighed in satisfaction, melting back onto the desk as Robert pumped the last of his load into her ass. When he’d finished he gave a low groan and pulled out of her slowly, his cock making a wet slurping sound as he withdrew from her ass. He pressed a handful of napkins from their earlier lunch between her legs to sop up the mess and collapsed back in his chair.

"That was incredible. I should buy you a condo."

Anastasia stroked her hands softly down her body, enjoying tiny shivers of aftershocks. She felt the slight ooze of Robert’s semen between her buttocks but the napkins kept the fluid from staining his desk. I don’t want a condo. I like my little apartment with Victoria. There was only one bedroom, with one bed that they shared, and the kitchen was covered with cherries.

Robert chuckled. A woman who fucks like a mink at the drop of a hat and doesn’t want me to buy her things. I could marry you.

You’re already married. Anastasia sat up, kicking her leg out to poke him playfully in the thigh with a bare toe. There was something so decadent and dirty about sitting completely naked on her boss’s desk in the middle of the day while he sat, fully clothed, in his office chair and leered at her.

Don’t remind me. Robert grimaced. Anastasia stroked the lump of Robert’s cock through his trousers with her toes. Her toenails were painted a pale coral.

Don’t think about her. Think about the Wei-Lan account. Or yesterday’s P&L report. Or how you were just buried balls deep in my ass. She grinned.

Robert groaned. His cock twitched but remained soft. I should send Bryce a thank you card.

Anastasia giggled, sliding to her feet and beginning to gather her clothing. It was scattered all around the office. Once she had her panties on she tossed the wadded, sticky mess of napkins in the trash. She pulled on her skirt, zipping it quickly and smoothing it down.

Well, you could let me go early if there’s nothing super important left for the day. She knew there wasn’t. Anastasia slid her blouse back over her head, not bothering with her bra. He has golf with a few old frat buddies this afternoon. He wanted me to go but since it was a work day... She shrugged.

Robert watched her with hooded eyes. Are you going to fuck them all? She saw the soft lump of his flaccid cock twitch again and smiled. Her own pussy had throbbed at the words.

I don’t know. She answered honestly. A few months ago, she’d had an encounter with Robert, Victoria, and Magdalena. A reward for Robert when he’d landed the huge, multi-million dollar Wei-Lan Corporation as a client. Since then she’d played with Victoria and Bryce, or Robert and Victoria, or Victoria and Magdalena, at the same time. But she’d never been with more than one man at once. She’d been thinking about it recently, contemplating getting Bryce and Robert together in one room and letting them both have her.

Clearly, Robert wouldn’t have a problem with that. She shivered. Robert tossed away the last of their lunch things, moving his papers back onto the desk surface. Go on then. Just don’t forget the dinner tomorrow night.

How could she? Tomorrow night Robert was taking her along when he went to dinner with Parker Willis. If Wei-Lan was a mega-client than Parker Willis was a super-mega-client. The tech guru could buy and sell Wei-Lan several times over. But he wasn’t a client yet. Which is what the dinner was about. Anastasia was beyond excited to have the opportunity to see this aspect of the job first hand.

No way am I forgetting that. She sashayed toward the office door. See you tomorrow baby.

Anastasia, he called, stopping her at the door. She glanced back over her shoulder and quirked a brow. Robert’s ice blue eyes bored into her grey ones. Whatever happens tonight with Bryce and his buddies? She nodded, her grin wicked.

I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. Anastasia winked and glided out of the office.

***

Victoria held up a mini dress in bright blue. So, Bryce didn’t want to share you with his buddies? I’m shocked.

Anastasia flipped through several more dresses in their shared closet, unmindful of her nakedness. Victoria was naked too, though not for any sexual reasons. At least, not at the moment. She’d come home from her afternoon with Bryce and now the two women were trying on potential outfits for the dinner tomorrow night.

"No. I think he was showing me off to them, though. It seemed to delight him that they were falling all over themselves and practically drooling when I showed up. And then afterward he could barely wait to get into a room before he had