A Bad Boy Billionaire: Forbidden Alpha Male Romance (8 page)

When I turned around, Steven had taken off his suit jacket and tossed it casually on a couch. His tie was loosened with the top bottom of his shirt undone.
Fucking hot,
I thought as I took a step toward him. He met me in the middle. My hands went to his broad, strong shoulders while his went to my waist. After a moment, they slid to my hips. Our eyes locked as the rest of the world faded away.

Maybe it was the wine, but I realized as we slowly danced that it was indeed over. I was no longer going to be Mr. Cary’s babysitter. As we moved back and forth, our bodies pressed against each other, none of that mattered. In that moment, the wine and my love for the older man took control of me. I leaned up and kissed him on the lips. They were so soft.

Immediately, he kissed me back. I expected him to thrust his tongue into my mouth forcefully like so many of the other guys I’d dated over the last few years of my life, but he didn’t. He surprised me as he gently teased my lips with his lips. I wanted more. His hands squeezed my hips as I cautiously slipped my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues made love. I moaned.

He pulled back and asked, “Is this the other thing?”

I nodded.

“Are you sure? I’m not complaining, but…”

Before he could say another word, I planted my lips on his again. The song changed to something faster, almost ruining the moment. I stepped back and laughed.

“Kinda a mood breaker, huh?”

“I could listen to death metal or Britney Spears for hours if you kept kissing me.”

I walked over to the turntable and lifted the arm. Once it was in its holder, I turned off the power. It slowly stopped spinning. Suddenly, his arms grabbed my waist from behind. His cock pressed against my ass cheeks as he bent down and kissed my neck lightly. I sighed, and his hands moved up to cup my breasts. As he massaged them, I ground my hips against him.

“We’ve both wanted this a while,” he whispered into my ear then nibbled at the lobe.

“Mmmhmm,” I moaned, not wanting him to stop.

He turned me around and pulled me close, kissing me on the lips once again. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation. After spending so much time in his house, my dream of having him was finally coming true. And if I was lucky, I would be coming too. I pulled back and giggled. His face was full of wanton lust as he stared into my eyes.

“What’s funny?”

“I’m just happy.”

“I could make you happier.”

“Yeah?” I said in a teasing voice.

“Yeah. A lot better. Shall we go upstairs?”

I nodded. He took my hand in his and led me upstairs to the master bedroom. While he shut the door, I walked over to his four poster bed and undressed. The music and wine from downstairs would be missed a bit, but what I really wanted walked back across the room toward me. Steven took off his shirt completely, tossing it to the carpet. His muscled chest moved, hypnotizing me as I stood wearing only my panties.

When he stopped in front of me, he took me into his arms again, pulling me close. My naked breasts pressed against his rock hard chest. His powerful hands roamed over my body. They slipped over the outside of my panties, which were already moist. As he touched me there, I grabbed his cock through his pants. We kissed again. I unbuckled and undid his pants.

They slipped to the floor. I glanced down and saw his cock. It was massive, much larger than I’d ever imagined.
Am I going to be able to handle that beast?
I wondered as I grabbed it again, tracing the outline before slipping my hand past the waistband. I wrapped my thin, delicate fingers around it and tugged. He grunted, already excited.

This is happening,
I thought just before he took me by surprise and lifted me into the air. A moment later, he set me down on the bed. I scooted back as he kneeled on the mattress between my legs. He bent down, holding himself up with his powerful arms. I breathed deeply as he kissed my forehead before moving back to my lips. After a moment or two, he moved on once again.

When he licked one of my dark nipples with his flat, broad tongue, I moaned at the sensation. He teased my little nub. It got harder when he sucked it between his lips tightly. As he sucked the right one, his skilled fingers played with the left one. Then he switched. I didn’t know which was better. Just as I got accustomed to the sensation, he kissed lower. My stomach fluttered as his tongue traced a line to my belly button.

My breathing quickened as his chin brushed against my neatly trimmed bush. Once again, I expected him to dive right in like most of my previous boyfriends, but he totally passed my pussy. Instead, he kissed my inner right thigh lightly, then the other one. I spread my legs apart wide, giving him as much room as he needed to make love to me with his mouth. He looked up at me. I laid my head back and closed my eyes as his tongue traced the outline of my delicate, pink lips.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned. “More.”

He didn’t listen to me, continuing to tease me with his lips, his tongue, his chin, his cheeks and his fingers. Each part of him that touched me was more incredible than the last. I arched my back, trying to force him to get to work on the parts that really mattered. I reached down and ran my hands through his short cropped hair as his flat tongue licked the entire length of my slit.

“You got me so wet.”

“The best is yet to come,” he said then licked my pink lips again.

I lifted my head and looked down at him between my breasts, which were rising and falling quickly. He pulled back again for a moment and smiled up at me. After I laid back again, he went to work. Every time his tongue touched my pussy, a flash of pleasure rushed through my body, building up in intensity. My clitoris swelled as he licked and kissed me between the legs.

As I enjoyed him eating me out, he slid one of his thick fingers inside my tight, wet hole. I moaned loudly as it slipped in all the way. I clenched my muscled around it. He moved it in and out as his mouth continued to make love to my special place. He added a second finger as I opened up. When he wiggled them back and forth, I thought I was going to come as the pleasure built up.

“Let me taste you at the same time,” I mumbled.

Without needing any further explanation, he got to his knees and crawled next to me. After turning around, he straddled my body. His huge, hard dick hung over my face, bobbing up and down slightly. I pulled his body back some so that I could fit the tip of it into my mouth. As soon as I captured it between my lips, he bent down and returned to pleasing my pussy with his mouth.

His cock grew harder as my lips slid up and down the smooth shaft. As with everything else we’d tried together so far, he was a lot better at the sixty-nine position than any guy I’d ever been with before. Instead of thrusting into me like a crazy man, he let me take control. In exchange, I gave him the blowjob of his life. From his groans and quick breathing, I could tell he was enjoying it.

The smell of his body struck me. He had a clean scent, as if he’d just gotten out of the shower. At the same time, the aroma of sex was heavy in the air. Everything about the situation was turning me on even more. His tongue and lips pressed between my legs was great, but I wanted to have his cock inside my pussy and not just my mouth.

I slipped him out of my mouth, and said, “Fuck me, Steven.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. After climbing off of me, he turned around. I got up on my knees and pressed my breasts against the soft mattress, lifting my ass high in the air for him. His huge hands grabbed my ass cheeks and squeezed them. I moved it around, pressing it back against him. His hard dick poked me once or twice before he pressed the tip against the entrance to my pussy.

Slowly, inch by inch, he slid it into me. I pressed back against him as he pushed forward. He penetrated me completely, causing me to gasp in pleasure. My entire consciousness concentrated on my pussy. The friction built up as he thrust in and out of me forcefully, like he owned me. I moaned. He groaned. Together, we made beautiful music.

“Don’t stop,” I begged.

“Never,” he groaned. “Let’s switch, though, I want to see that beautiful face of yours.”

After he pulled out of me, I rolled over on my back. He knelt between my legs and reached down to grab them behind my knees, lifting them high into the air. His thick mushroom head penetrated me again. It felt even bigger as he thrust all the way in then slowly pulled it out. With each stroke, he changed the angle just enough to keep it interesting.

My orgasm crept up on me, jumping out at the last minute. I fell over the edge of the waterfalls and cried out in pleasure. He continued fucking me as my body shook. A moment later, he grunted as his cock throbbed deep inside me. His face contorted for a moment. When it passed, he bent down and kissed me passionately on the lips.

“I don’t want you to go,” he said. “Stay with me.”

I sighed. “Let’s just enjoy the moment, okay?”

He pulled out and laid down next to me on the bed. “What if you’re pregnant?”

“I can’t get pregnant,” I said barely above a whisper.

“Well, we should’ve been safe.”

“It’s okay. I know you haven’t been with anyone.” I looked over at him. “Have you?”

“No. Only you. It’s been a while. I lose myself at work.”

“Do you ever pleasure yourself?” I giggled at the thought.

“Sometimes, but not as much lately.”

“I want to experience sex with different people.”

“If you’re going to be out there experimenting, you need to be careful and safe,” he said as he gently stroked my hair on the top of my head.

“I know. Not the time for a lecture.”

“I’m sorry. I just think we would be great together.”

“We might be, but I’m too young to know.”

“I’ll wait for you.”

“I don’t want you to do that for me,” I said as I rested my head on his chest.

“I will. If you ever want to come back.”

“Depends on California.”

“You’ll love it out there,” he said.

“Yeah? You think so?” I traced one of the ridges in his abs with the tip of my finger.

“I do. You’re a California soul if I ever saw one.”

“If it wasn’t for you, I don’t think I’d be able to go and find myself.”

“Oh, the irony.”

“You’ll be okay,” I said.

“I will, but I’ll miss you.”

We both fell silent, enjoying the afterglow, the sense of closeness we shared. Both of us were both happy for the moment, which was enough. Love came in many forms. That was one of the things I’d learned in life. And it was a big lesson. I wanted to experience all sorts of love. I wasn’t sure if Steven understood, but I was sure he was satisfied in that particular moment in time. It was a memory I would keep with me forever.

He fell asleep first. As I laid on my side and watched him sleep, I thought about how hard he worked.
He deserves a good woman,
I thought as I yawned.
He’ll find someone before I make it out to California. I know it.
I kept telling myself that as I shut my eyes. A sense of calm and peace fell over my body as I gradually drifted off to sleep.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

The next morning, I woke up before him. As I stared at his naked body only partially covered by a thin, white sheet, I wondered if I was making the right decision. It was early. I wanted to leave before George and Anne woke up. I would see them again, but like their father, they wouldn’t understand why I needed to fly away for a while.

After I carefully climbed out of bed without waking up Steven, I slipped on my dress and headed downstairs. On the first floor, I changed back into my jeans and shirt. Before I left the house, I went into his office and sat down in the leather swivel chair behind his huge, oak desk. Part of me wanted to stay with him and see where it would go, but it was only a small part.

I grabbed a sheet of paper and picked up one of his expensive pens. Instead of going on page after page, I simply wrote, “If you love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it’s yours forever… Love, Nikki.”
Will he understand? He’s a smart man. He’ll get it.
I set the pen down on top of the sheet of paper and took a deep breath. My life was about to begin.

An adventure awaited me outside the mansion while a man who loved me and would give me anything I wanted laid in bed upstairs. My feelings for him were strong, but I had to follow my mind and stick to my plan. California was where I needed to be. I shut his office door after I left. The kids would be okay until I could call them in a day or two.

Before leaving for California, I had to attend a going away party my friend Maryanne had planned for me. She’d spend weeks making sure it would be a party that would be talked about for years to come. I wanted to invite Steven, but he would never agree to go with so many people younger than him. Plus he had his reputation in the community.

As for me, all I wanted to do was have a little fun and see where life took me on the West Coast. To get there, I had to attend my going away party or Maryanne would never forgive me. I’d invited her to come with me, but she was twenty-four and not as full of youthful energy. At least not in my opinion. I took a deep breath and left the mansion, hoping it wasn’t the last time I would see Steven.