Billionaire In Hiding: The Complete Series (Alpha Billionaire Romance Western Love Story) (78 page)

I broke off and pulled her up. “Bedroom,”
was the only word I said. She nodded, her eyes glinting with the very desire I
felt in my veins. As soon as we got there, I threw her into my huge bed. I
leaned down to kiss her breasts from the side of the bed, which had a
surprisingly strong effect on her, as she looked at me with her hand slightly
shivering.

“Touch yourself,” I groaned into her right
breast, then took almost all of it into my mouth and sucked on it as hard as I
could.

“What?” She sounded confused and
disoriented and very much pleasured.

I took my mouth off from her tightening
nipples, looked her in the eye and repeated, “I said touch yourself, Aria.
Touch your pussy and moan for me. I want to see you make yourself come while I
devour your perfect little breasts.”

“I’ve – I’ve never,” she said nervously.
“I have never really done that.”

That genuinely took me by surprise. I had
yet to meet a woman who hadn’t at a very young age discovered how to make
herself feel sexual pleasures. Girls often just offered to put on a show for me
that involved a strip tease followed by self-induced orgasm. I had just assumed
every single girl did that. Of course Aria was different. In a flash of
inspiration, I grabbed her hair tightly and spanked her lightly on the ass.

Looking sternly into her eyes, I said in a
very low voice, “Are you going to defy me in bed too or are you going to make
yourself come? Now?”

As I had hoped, Aria was significantly
more open to the idea of being controlled in bed than she had been in other
aspects of her life, for I could see her pussy getting wetter upon hearing
these words. Without any further protests, she began rubbing herself at her
clit and her eyes looked like she was confused yet delighted.

“Now shove a finger inside and fuck
yourself.” She did as she was told as I continued my tongue-work on her other
breast, licking and sucking, as she finger-fucked herself faster and faster.
“Stop,” I said, just as she was about to come. “Suck your fingers and continue
with your other hand.”

She slowly put the middle finger of her
right hand inside her mouth and began sucking just like it was a piece of a
very tasty lollipop, while her left hand now replaced it on her clit, flicking
and rubbing faster and faster. “Are you about to come?” I asked, knowing the
answer before she nodded.

Instead of letting her finish herself off,
I jumped at the moment and threw my face into her pussy. I ran my hungry tongue
all over the wet lips and sucked her clit until her whole body was shivering
violently. She tried to remove my head, but I held both of her hands tightly
over my head so that all she could do was wither and let my tongue ride her
through her orgasm.

As soon as she was a little capable of
movement, she tried to get me up again, but I did not take my mouth of her
sweet pussy even for a second. Instead, I shoved my tongue deep inside her and
then began licking the inside as it continued to drip from within. Aria’s body
was building up again and suddenly all of her protests were gone, instead she
was holding my head firmly and rocking my face closer and closer to her until
she erupted into another shaking orgasm. It was only after the third time of
this that I took my head off her pussy, looked at her and grinned.

“So, have you ever came three times in
less than ten minutes before?”

She shook her head while her face looked
completely blank, as though it was simply incapable of dealing with anything
else. It was a good few minutes before she spoke again.

“Honestly, I didn’t even know that was
possible. I had heard stories, but I didn’t think—”

“What?” I asked just to stroke my own ego,
even though I knew perfectly well what the answer was for.

“Multiple orgasms in such a short time.”

I shrugged, even though I was feeling good
about myself inside. “There are still many, many things your body is capable of
that you didn’t know. I am here to show you Aria.”

I had been throbbing hard since we were in
the bathroom but I had wanted to show her a good time before letting myself get
carried away. But it was getting out of hand and I felt like if I didn’t put
myself inside her any minute, I would collapse from the need to fuck her.
Unable to hold myself together any longer, I flung her off the bed and turned
her around. Half her body from the torso above was in the bed, but her legs
were hanging off it, her ass protruding out.

At first I slid myself inside her pussy
from behind, but after a few thrusts, I lost control of myself and entered her
ass. It was so tight, I almost came from the force with which it wrapped around
me. To my utter surprise, Aria let out a small moan that did not sound like it
was exactly from pain. Encouraged by her reaction and eager to make the process
as pleasurable for her as possible, I reached her pussy with my left hand and
began gently stroking her clit. Continuing the strokes, I lunged forward back
into her tight ass. The feeling was so incredible that I completely forgot where
I was or what I was doing. All I could think of was just how tight and
incredible her ass felt. My hands moved faster and faster against her while I
fucked her ass with no remaining constraint, until both of us exploded around
the same time. I collapsed on her back.

Chapter
2

Aria

As we lay awake in bed, I watched Zayden
who seemed to have still not recovered from what had transpired between us. I
was a bit in shock. Tonight had been more than I had expected in every way
possible. Zayden had not only made the hospital payment, but also gone out of
his way to charm me, which made me feel incredible.

I hoped that he would the last person I
have sex with, but I had to be cautious in hoping things of that nature. After
all, he had just called me his girlfriend, not offered me a wedding ring.
Chances were that he still intended to say goodbye to me after the contract.
But then he wouldn’t have used that word.

His reaction when I called him my
boyfriend had also taken me by surprise. His eyes flickered with the most
intense gaze I had ever seen them bestow upon me. The way he had kissed me
after had also been very different, much less sexual, much more gentle and
romantic. He had obviously enjoyed hearing me call him that, which meant that I
could keep some hope that we would be together for far beyond the contract
without feeling like a complete moron.

When Zayden finally opened his eyes,
waking up from the oblivion caused by his orgasm, he turned me around to the
edge of his bed gently without saying a word. He closed himself onto me,
wrapping his right hand over me. As we lay spooning, I started wondering what
the night had in store for us next.

“Aria,” he spoke eventually, still holding
me. “Are you okay with what happened today?”

“It’s a little too late to ask that
question, don’t you think?” I giggled and it was a giggle made of jest. He
jerked upright, looking completely wounded by what I had just said.

“I – I am sorry,” he said looking nervous.

I had never quite seen him like this
before, in such a compromising position. He looked as though he hadn’t been
more remorseful about anything in his life and needed desperately to give me a
reasonable explanation for what had happened.

“I lost control. You don’t know how good
you feel. You don’t know the things that happen to my mind and body when I am
inside you. It’s like, it’s like the whole world ceases to exist and my mind
just becomes completely incapable for any real thoughts or feelings. All it can
see, think, or feel is you. All rationality and logic goes out the window. And,
and, I know that’s not really a very good explanation. There is no good
explanation. I just wasn’t—”

“Zayden,” I cut him off, trying to make a
visibly amused expression on my face. “I was joking. I don’t mind what happened
at all, relax. I don’t know if you noticed but I came pretty hard too.”

“I did, which is why I thought it was
okay, but—”

“No but. You thought right. It felt good.”
As relief seemed to run through his whole face, I added, “Really good. Really,
really good.”

“So you would do it again?” He grinned and
I was glad to notice that all tension had vanished from his face.

“Maybe.” I smiled mischievously. “Maybe if
you help me out first.”

He raised his eyebrows and made a
quizzical expression as if to say “Aren’t I already helping you enough?”

“What? Don’t make that face! It’s just, I
have this paper due tomorrow. And as you can imagine, between the stress with
my mother’s bills and the contract and…well, us…I have hardly been able to
concentrate on schoolwork. I have to do it tonight no matter what. And your
help would be appreciated.”

“Hmm,” he said, smiling from the corner of
his mouth. “If you aren’t careful you are going to make me think you’re using
me for my brains.”

“Well, of course I am,” I said
matter-of-factly. “I would be an idiot not to, wouldn’t I? But if it took you
this long to figure that out, your brain is obviously not all that I thought it
to be.”

He looked affronted for a split-second
before catching my eyes, which must have been twinkling with the mirth that I
felt because we both burst out laughing.

“This, right here, Aria. This is why I am
so smitten. You are fucking extraordinary.”

Smitten? He was gripped by me? That
sounded oddly like saying he was, I don’t know, in love with me, didn’t it? Why
didn’t he just say that? I did not let it show on my face. Nor did I let it
show even a hint of the profound joy that I was currently feeling. Instead, I
nodded simply, bidding for time so that when I spoke I would say something
sensible and wise, instead of squeaking.

“You got awfully quiet, did I offend you?”
He asked, looking concerned.

“No, not at all,” I jumped to say
immediately. “I was just thinking of how to thank you for your complement.”

“Have you figured out a way, then?” he
asked smiling.

“Oh I can think of many, but we have both
exhausted ourselves enough so that will obviously have to wait. But don’t
worry; you will be handsomely rewarded for your flattery.”

“It’s not idle flattery. I really mean
those things.” After looking like he was deeply considering whether to speak
these next set of words, he added, “Sometimes I wish I didn’t. You frustrate me
so much, you haven’t the slightest idea. Nobody in my living memory has made me
feel the roller coaster of emotions you put me through and I hate it, but I
can’t help be drawn to you.” He gently ran his fingers through the small of my
back. “I don’t think you know this, but you are a really special girl.”

I rolled my eyes, even though I knew he
couldn’t see me. “Sure.” I chuckled. “I am so special, I go to college and work
on an hourly wage and have regular people friends. Yep, I am so special.”

“That’s one of the things that makes you
so special. You think of yourself as ordinary, even though you are the most
exquisite girl – woman – that I have ever met.”

I snorted involuntarily and tried to turn
it into a cough. “If I am so very exquisite, then, why don’t you help me with
my homework?” I said that mostly to change the topic, as his increased
description of my merits were starting to make me feel uncomfortable,
especially since I had no clue what the appropriate response was.

“What do I get in return?” he teased.

“An opportunity to spend time with me, of
course.” I giggled. “I mean that is obviously worth a lot to you. Word on the
street is that you are paying tens of thousands of dollars just for that.”

He grunted and said, “Don’t bring that up
right now.”

“Sorry.” I shrugged. “Only joking. And you
don’t really have to help—”

“No, I want to help with your paper,” he
cut me off. “But I do have one condition.”

I turned around to look at him so that we
were no longer spooning and surveyed his face feeling slightly nervous. What
could he possibly want now?

“What is it?” I asked carefully.

“I would like to meet your mother.”

Immediately, I burst out laughing. “You are
really funny, Zayden. But seriously, what can I do for you?”

“Why is that funny?” He raised both his
eyebrows. “I am serious. I would to meet your mom.”

“That is the worst idea you have ever
had,” I said with a smile. “Right after the first worst idea of making me this
contract.” As his face began to look dismal, I hastily added, “I am joking
around. Seriously though, it’s not a very good idea. Maybe we should wait a
little bit longer before—”

“Don’t you think I have the right to get
to know the person for whose medical bills I am investing so much money?” He
looked annoyed now. He was right, after all. He did deserve to know whom he was
making these payments for. If I argued with him, I wouldn’t get the help I
needed with my paper and we’d just spend time arguing back and forth. Plus I
could always tell my mom that Zayden was simply someone I worked with, rather
than letting her find out that I was sleeping with my boss.