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  Indulging Her Fantasy

  As the youngest female executive of a fashion-focused Fortune 500 Company, confident, capable, professional, and incredibly sexy Aurora Reagan has proven her strength and leadership to the corporate world. Nicholas Anderson knows that there is so much more to the petite but powerful woman that he loves. Taking away her stresses and cares, Nicholas goes out of his way to please her as a woman, not as an executive.

  When a horrible fight about their differing views on bukkake causes Nicholas to make an offhanded comment about Aurora on her knees, it sends her on a journey of erotic discovery as she pushes her own boundaries. The results have her quietly wondering if a bukkake might be what she craves.

  Even though a bukkake’s blend of control and submission intrigues Aurora, she is convinced that her professional reputation isn’t worth the risk of kneeling in front of strangers. Her restless sleep is Nicholas’s clue that she is still tortured with how to handle her desires.

  With all that is at stake, can they find a way to arrange a confidential bukkake?

  Genre: Contemporary

  Length: 57,463 words

  INDULGING HER FANTASY

  Cara Addison

  EROTIC ROMANCE

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  INDULGING HER FANTASY

  Copyright © 2015 by Cara Addison

  E-book ISBN: 978-1-63259-445-7

  First E-book Publication: June 2015

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  DEDICATION

  Without Dave, this book would not have been written. When David pitched the idea of a full-length novel about a bukkake to me, the unique story of a woman’s journey of sexual self-discovery gripped my attention. As I pondered the idea of a story that explored a confident and capable woman’s willingness to participate in a bukkake, I knew this book had to be written.

  Dave, for your suggestions, input, and feedback, I am deeply grateful. They have made this fictional writing as authentic as it can be.

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Chapter Page

  Dedication

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  About the Author

  INDULGING HER FANTASY

  CARA ADDISON

  Copyright © 2015

  Chapter 1

  The monotonous drone of the analyst’s voice over the telephone was about to lull Aurora to sleep. The tediously dreary monotone voice had been nattering on for close to an hour as he laboriously covered each and every detail of the company’s financial results. With the data about to be released, it was essential that Aurora have a firm grasp on the publically traded company’s performance, future plans, estimates, and strategy leading into the second quarter. As the chief executive officer, it would be her job to communicate the position to company shareholders, employees, management, and most importantly, the external market analysts, which heavily influenced the daily financial fate of the company. She knew that a subtle change in analyst attitude could send their stock price north toward a gain just as easily as it could send it plummeting toward the basement.

  Aurora was proud that in her two-year tenure as company President and CEO, the stock price had steadily increased. As a fashion powerhouse that held the licenses for a dozen luxury designer brands, F-Five was often referred to as the most fashionable fashion stock. In her two-year reign, the stock price was up an astounding and enviable forty-seven percent. Marquee brands had given shareholders the biggest returns for a second consecutive season.

  Aurora listened diligently as the analyst explained the rational behind this performance. The voice on the phone could cite input costs and currency exchange rates if he needed to, but she knew that the sales increase of twenty-one percent was the measure every shareholder and potential investor would be focused on.

  As the chief executive, Aurora knew that these record results had been possible with the help of a recent acquisition. Her timely procurement of an outerwear fashion brand meant a dramatic boost in sales. The company, aptly named Cloak, had enjoyed robust sales in the UK where the brand originated. Once acquired by the fashion conglomerate F-Five, Aurora insisted on worldwide distribution of the niche designs. She solidified its success by signing a British based pop music sensation as the brand spokesperson. Luxury retailers clamored to F-Five, eager to list the unique trench coats for their clients to buy.

  Aurora was always on the lookout for new business opportunities just like Cloak.

  Just as the analyst was about to wrap up his exhaustive presentation, numbers began to rapidly change on
one of Aurora’s many computer screens. As a multi-tasker, she was accustomed to working on one terminal, while watching the activity on another. It was her Bloomberg terminal that had caught her attention. While the investor relations manager was officially tasked with keeping an eye on the company’s share price and tracking competitor behavior in the market place, Aurora took a personal interest in the daily numbers. Seconds after the elite Bloomberg terminal began beeping, a ticker changed on her desktop. Each day, Aurora kept an eye on five specific stocks. Five little icons occupied the top right corner of her screen. One was dedicated to F-Five, the company she was responsible for. Two more allowed her to keep an eye on her major competitors. The fourth and fifth stocks changed from week to week as Aurora hand picked companies she wanted to keep tabs on. Today, she had picked two young fashion companies that were set to announce their quarterly earnings in the coming week. She was a little surprised to see one of the two stocks plummeting in value as she listened to her own analyst expound on the increased value of their own stock. She scanned the Bloomberg terminal. All other stocks in the fashion industry remained strong. Stocks across the consumer products industry were also holding position. What is happening at Mayberry? She clicked on the ticker symbol. She immediately noticed that the company stock, which had been steadily increasing over the past six months, had plummeted from its fifty-two week high of sixty dollars a share to a dismal value of five dollars a share.

  Aurora’s fingers flew across the keyboard, typing in and immediately hitting ENTER. The top news stories of the day instantly populated her screen and she had found the answer to her question. The head designer of the company that produced luxury shoes and handbags for women had been arrested. She scanned the article, which indicated that the well-known athlete who had turned to fashion design in his retirement has been arrested and charged with multiple counts of pornography and child endangerment. She read in horror as the article, which had been published less than an hour earlier, detailed how investigators had tracked the famous designer for months, documenting his involvement in a global child pornography ring. She felt nauseous as she read how police had caught the company mogul performing a lewd act on a minor child. The accompanying image was of a female police officer with a grim expression, whisking a victim away from the scene toward an awaiting emergency response vehicle.

  Aurora’s stomach pitched as she sat back in her chair. The combination of news of such an atrocity mixed with the visual image of a plummeting stock made her ill.

  She hit the intercom button, instantly disconnecting the conference call. “Get Jessica in here.”

  “Jessica from Public Relations?” her executive assistant asked in surprise.

  “Yes. That’s the one.” Aurora’s mind was racing. She wondered how much permanent damage had been done to the brand and if it could ever be reversed. Ten minutes later, the conservatively dressed vice-president of public relations walked into the corner office.

  “I understand you want to see me,” Jessica said with a polite smile. She deeply resented being summoned by the CEO in this manner, but was too professional to show her distain for the actions of a woman who held the position she secretly yearned for.

  There was no time for pleasantries. “Have you read the news out of Mayberry yet?” Aurora asked bluntly.

  She hadn’t been asked to be seated and felt uncomfortable being caught off guard by such a specific question. Jessica furrowed her brow before answering cautiously. “No, I haven’t. Has something happened since I left my desk an hour ago?”

  Aurora let the subtle excuse pass. She was in no mood for a verbal joust with a peer. She clicked a button on her desk and the sixty-inch television screen on the wall of her office came to life. She pressed another button and the news article from her desktop extended to the massive screen. She stood and walked around the edge of the glass table top of her enormous desk and waited as Jessica read the body of the news article.

  “Oh my god!” she exclaimed. “That’s horrible.”

  “It is,” Aurora concurred. “No child should ever be subjected to such acts.”

  Jessica felt her eyes water and her nose sting as she thought of her own daughter. “I can’t even imagine,” she said weakly as she continued to scan the article.

  “How much damage has been done to the brand?”

  Jessica turned sharply to face her boss. “The brand?” she asked incredulously.

  “Yes,” Aurora stated matter-of-factly. “What does this mean for Mayberry?”

  Jessica couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She turned and looked at the screen and reread the headline before turning back to face Aurora. “It’s going to destroy the brand. Michael wasn’t just a hired spokesperson for Mayberry. He is Mayberry. He created it, he influenced each design, and he put his name on the label. Mayberry doesn’t exist without Michael!” she said emphatically.

  It wasn’t what Aurora wanted to hear. She paced the office floor as her mind raced. She stopped and faced Jessica. “What is the PR value of rescuing the company?”

  Jessica couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “You want to buy Mayberry?”

  “I do,” Aurora confirmed.

  Jessica silently wondered why anyone would want to be associated with such negative publicity.

  “Can you find a way to spin the purchase of Mayberry as a rescue of a luxury brand on behalf of its loyal customers, instead of a predatory and opportunistic takeover by a rival?” Aurora asked of her PR specialist.

  “I can spin any story we want to,” Jessica said defensively.

  “Good.” Aurora circled her desk and sat down. She pressed the intercom again. “Have Dan Jenson from the general counsel’s office and Allan Riggs from investor relations come see me right away.”

  “Yes ma’am.”

  “What do you see in this company?” Jessica questioned as they waited for their male colleagues to join the conversation.

  Aurora fought a look of exasperation as she looked up at the communication specialist. Her response was interrupted when the intercom buzzed. “Dan is on his way, Miss Reagan. Allan’s office has informed me that he’s on a conference call.”

  Aurora sighed heavily and closed her eyes as she swore under her breath. She couldn’t hide her level of annoyance when she finally spoke. “Yes,” she said tartly. “Allan was on a conference call. He was on a call with me, in fact. If he and his team have yet to notice that I left the conversation fifteen minutes ago, they haven’t been paying attention.” She took a deep breath before continuing. “Let Allan know the conference call has been suspended and have him join me immediately.”

  When Dan, the in-house counsel arrived, Jessica noted that Aurora stood and approached him with a smile and outstretched hand, inviting them both to take a seat on the buttery soft leather sofas in the middle of the executive suite. Just as they settled in, a flustered Allan entered the room, rushing across the hardwood floor, blathering a string of apologies for his late arrival.

  “Please sit,” Aurora invited. She took a brief moment to gather her thoughts before proposing her idea. “I’d like us to put together a bid to buy Mayberry.”

  Aurora watched Dan nonchalantly scribe a note on his ever-present legal pad. She knew that he had yet to hear of the news that had plagued the British fashion house.

  Allan looked up from the stack of file folders he had dragged along to the meeting. “Wh…When did you want to make an offer?” he asked hesitantly.

  “Today.”

  Allan felt the blood drain from his face. His entire upper body felt numb as he digested her response. “We…we’re posting our quarterly earnings report this week,” he said feebly. “We’re already swamped.” He knew as soon as the words escaped his lips that it was a mistake.

  Dan recognized the overwhelmed expression on Allan’s face. He jumped into the conversation, allowing his friend a moment to gather his composure. “Tell me what you’d like to offer Aurora and I can get the paperwork starte
d.”

  “We’ll buy up shares at the current stock price. Five dollars a share.”

  Dan looked up from his notepad. “What are you talking about Aurora? That stock was north of sixty last week.”

  “Then I guess you haven’t seen this,” Aurora stated as she clicked the remote to turn the screen back on. “There have been some recent developments.”

  Jessica shifted uncomfortably in her seat at the gentlemen read the gruesome news story.

  “Holy fuck,” Dan said quietly as he scanned the article.

  “Why on earth do we want to buy tainted goods?” Allan asked without thinking.

  “The goods are hardly tainted,” Aurora said defensively. “The goods, in fact, are exceptional. The reputation is a little soiled, but the goods are what I’m after.”

  Dan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as he ran his fingers through his thick dark hair. “I wonder what their shareholders are thinking. They must be reeling from this news.”

  “That’s why timing is critical,” Aurora responded. “This stock will continue to drop over the news cycle. Within a day or two, our offer of five dollars a share is going to look generous.”

  “I just don’t get it,” Allan said boldly. “I don’t know why you want to acquire a brand into the fold that’s so tainted.”

  “Allan, what were Mayberry’s total revenue numbers last year?” She knew it was an unfair question. It was highly unlikely that he would have committed the numbers to memory as she had.

  “I don’t know,” he stammered. “Probably close to two hundred million dollars.”