Rowan
I stared at the door for a full minute. My c**k was so hard I could have smashed that f*****g desk into it, I was tied up like a jerk in my own tie, and I was alone!
I was baffled.
Adelaide had fooled me.
I. Rowan Black, the man who knew how to handle i***t old billionaires, had been ripped off by a woman.
Tied up and used for pleasure without being reciprocated.
I should have known from the look on her face that she had something in mind, but the moment I walked into my office and saw her there, gorgeous and exciting, I had only thought with my c**k that it was now swollen and hurt terribly.
My God, what an i***t.
I tried to wriggle free and untie the knots he had tied with my tie, but it was all in vain.
"f**k!" I yelled, trying to move.
That f*****g damn chair, it didn'
