My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (192 page)

"Smells good. I could eat my weight right now," I said as I walked over to the cart and stood next to her. She looked up at me and gave me a long look. Great, here it comes… she's going to want to talk some more.

"I have an idea. Let's turn on the television and watch some old movies. Just to escape, while we eat dinner. We both need to wind down I think,” she said as she walked over to the television and turned it on.

It was exactly what I needed. It was a perfect way to spend the evening after all we had been through. I grabbed the cart and wheeled it over next to the sofa in the living room of the honeymoon suite. Then we sat down to an old movie and ate our decadent meal. We both stuffed ourselves and laughed throughout the movie. It was the first lighthearted situation that we had shared since I first met her. It was what we both needed, and as I looked over at her stuffing her face and laughing, I wanted her more than ever. This was the Ava I could be with. She could be my one and only, forever laughing and having a good time. But yet there was some much I didn't know about her. For one, she had not shared her past with me. I still had no idea what I was dealing with. I would have to ask her, again. I had shared my past with her, it was only fair that I ask her and she oblige. However, I wouldn't do it now. I knew it was a rough situation for her, and that it was hard for her to go back to her past and talk about it. I didn't want to torture her and put her through that again. Now is not the time. But I would need to know soon.

"Can I interest you in some champagne?" she said after we finished our meal and she grabbed a bottle out of the ice bucket.

"Maybe just one glass, but not more than that. But you go ahead and indulge. I will watch over you,” I said as I grabbed the bottle from her and popped it open. She giggled as it popped and shot across the room, and I enjoyed seeing her laugh. It was all that I wanted for her. I poured us two glasses and then we picked up our glass and I said, "What should we toast to?"

"How about… our honeymoon?” she said with a smile.

"Perfect. To our honeymoon,” I said as we clinked the glasses together.

Soon she was asleep on the couch, and I sat watching her sleep. I enjoyed watching her. I enjoyed being her guardian. I scooped her up in my arms and placed her on the bed that was covered in roses and wrapped a thick quilt around her as she snuggled into sleep. I locked up the balcony doors and rigged a few sounds if anyone tried to enter. I waited up a few hours until about 4:30 in the morning until I allowed myself to go to sleep, but I didn't sleep on the bed, I slept in front of the door of the hallway, just in case. If anyone came in that way they would wake me up when the door hit me as they opened it. It was a basic but classic move that worked every time. Luckily no one had found us yet, my honeymoon plans seemed to be working well. Using a disguise on Ava was probably the better part of the plan, and why she had not been found.

The next morning I woke up to Ava making a fresh pot of coffee on the bar.

"Good morning, did you sleep well?” I asked her as I groggily got up and stretched.

"I would have slept better if you were in bed with me, truthfully. Do you want some coffee?” she said with a smile.

Her words hit me hard as I imagined myself sleeping next to her and how satisfying that would feel. I wanted that more than anything right now, but duty came first. However, what struck me was her honesty. She was honestly admitting how much she wanted me and needed me, and I liked it. Tell a woman the truth, and she will open up to you. She will treat you with respect and understanding. Ava had just taught me this lesson with her actions. It was profound. I walked over to her and said, "Yes I would love some hot coffee to wake up, thank you."

A few hours later we were eating lunch in the resort restaurant, just to get out of the room for a while. It was a beachfront restaurant and the ocean view was almost as beautiful as Ava. Greens and blues for miles out to sea was very calming, just what we needed.

"So how are we going to do this?"

"I don't know, considering that I can't keep my hands off of you," I said.

"That's not what I mean…” she said laughing. “I mean the next few days. I have exams, and then we will need to get to my father."

"Oh I see…” I said winking at her. She was talking business, and of course my mind instead went directly to sex.

"I cannot miss exams, you know that,” she said sternly.

"Yes, you have made that clear. It will be the same as before. We will stay here, and I will drive you to class and you wear the disguise up until you enter the class. Though I would prefer that it stays on during class, perhaps you can just say you dyed your hair if anyone asks."

"No, I don't have a problem with that. I will say I dyed my hair if anyone asks, though no one should. No one cares about those things. And everyone would be so tense waiting for the exams that they won't even notice."

"Great, then after that I am arranging a flight for us to Washington as soon as you're done with your last exam. We wouldn't even come back to the hotel. We would leave straight away,” I said quietly to her and realized this was not the place to be exposing our plans. "But we'll discuss this when we are in the room, not out in the open like we are now."

She nodded her head in agreement, and I was happy for once to have her not stubbornly refuse my plans. It made all the difference telling her about the past, my past that is. I now had a willing and obedient client, and it made my job much easier. I should've told her from the start, but as usual I am a man that makes mistakes. We only needed to get through the next couple of days, and it would be easier with her knowing the plan.

AVA

Now that we had a plan in place, it was easier for me to go along with it, especially because now I knew the reasons for Zak’s reaction to me. Exams went off easier than I thought they would. His plan to use the disguise and also wear it in class was not a problem. I don't think anyone even noticed, except for Professor Smith, who seemed to like the new change. But then again he was always flirting with me, which I didn't mind. Once exams were over, Zak was ready to get me to my father as soon as possible. The time was now. I left my seat and turned in my very last exam and looked out the door to see the comforting sign of Zak, leaning against the door waiting for me. I had come accustomed to seeing him there, something that frightened me.

"That is your last one, correct?” he whispered in my ear as I came into the hallway.

"It is… I am ready,” I said is he put his hand on the small of my back and escorted me down the hall. I knew the next part of the plan required us getting on a plane and leaving Hawaii, for how long I didn't know. I looked around at my lovely home, and the island that had been so good to me, thinking I may never come back here. I hope that was not true, and my father's agency could figure out a way to make the constant threat go away.

"What is wrong?” he asked as he noticed my change in demeanor becoming solemn.

"It is just that I am not sure if I will ever be back here, and that makes me sad. I had hoped to live here my entire life. But of course, just like everything else since I was 10 years old, I don't get anything that I want."

"I understand," he said as he looked at me in a loving way.

A few minutes later we were in his truck driving to the airport, or so I thought.

"This isn't the way to the airport…” I said looking out the window.

"Yes, it is, but not the major airport. We are going to a private airstrip."

That was a new twist I was not expecting, but then again this was Zak Flynn I was talking to. He always had something up his sleeve, and the fact that I didn't know, and I was working with him, meant that no one else would know either. Keeping secrets was necessary in this game. A few minutes later we were driving out onto the tarmac in the Hawaiian sun. Then I saw it, our mode of transportation; a luxury private jet.

"Is that for us?” I asked feeling shocked.

"It is, your father thought it was the best way to travel. Commercial airline tickets are too easy to track. This however, is not," he said as he turned off the engine and opened the door to get our bags out.

I swallowed hard as I realized that I would be alone with Zak again, flying high in the air, and I had not planned on that. It had been a complete struggle to share the honeymoon suite together these last few days, and now once again we would be alone. I didn't know how much longer I could take it.

Once we were up in the air, I felt relaxed. For the first time in a long time we did not have to look over our shoulder to see if we were being followed. There was no way that those thugs could burst through the door when we were thousands of feet in the air. I sighed a deep sigh in relief as I let my shoulders drop and I sunk into the luxurious sofa.

"How do you feel, Ava?" Zak asked me as he covered me with a blanket. "Are you tired?"

"Not tired, I just feel relieved. It feels good to be in a safe place where no one can find us for a few hours," I said grabbing the blanket and pulling it up over me. Zak moved in closer to me, sitting next to me. His presence affected me.

"I understand the feeling, I feel the same way. I feel relaxed and I can let my mind wander. I can let my hands wander,” he said as he put his hand on my thigh under the blanket. I gasped at his touch. It had been so long since he had touched me in this way, and I craved it more than anything. His hands were on the soft flesh of my thigh just below the hem of my skirt. I said nothing but opened my thighs just a little to encourage him. His hand moved upward, going slowly caressing my soft skin. I closed my eyes and moaned out loud, we were alone except for the pilots in the cockpit, and I would enjoy this. He moved his hand slowly up… up to my center. I moaned louder as his fingers moved over my panties slowly caressing down my slit. I felt wet instantly. I couldn't control myself any longer. I opened my thighs even wider. He moaned at my movement, and moved his finger up and down on my panties over my slit and up to my clitoris where he left his finger and pressed firmly and then side to side. "Yes, yes, that feels so good,” I moaned out the words. Zak leaned over and kissed my neck softly, trailing his lips over my flesh. I put my hands on my breasts and squeezed, fondling myself as he watched.

"You are so fucking hot, Ava. I love hearing you moan,” he whispered in my ear.

His fingers slowly moved to the side of my panties and pushed them over so that his fingers were touching my bare flesh. I was so wet, and he could feel it. He was the one that had this affect on me. His fingers moved down my slit and then pushed inside of me. I felt myself on the brink of orgasm as soon as his fingers entered me. It was because of the pent up sexual tension that I had been keeping inside. It had been too long, and I had been teased too much, to not be on the brink this fast. I had no control.

"You are so wet," Zak whispered in my ear as his fingers moved inside of me and his thumb moved over my clitoris. Pushing it back-and-forth, faster and faster until finally I released into an epic orgasm and screamed out loud. "I'm coming. I'm coming!"

"Yes, Ava come into my hand," he yelled.

I released and felt my whole body shutter as the vibrations shot through me. I was in complete ecstasy. But now my hunger had only grown, I wanted him inside me. I didn't know what he was feeling, would he go along with it? Or would he snap out of it and remember his past? Would he become cold again?

I looked over at him and pushed my lips against his and kissed him passionately and aggressively as I enjoyed the remnants of my orgasm. I ran my hand down his strong chest and over his strong arms feeling every muscle in his body. He was so extremely hot and all man. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Do you feel the same way as you did before? Will you not be with me still? I need you Zak. I need you right now,” I whispered between kisses.

"We really shouldn't, but then again this could be our last time together. Once your father finds out he will send me away from you. This is our last chance, our only time. Come with me… "he said as he stood up from the sofa and pulled the blanket off of me. He extended his hand to me and I placed mine in his. He led me over to the bathroom and opened the door. This was no ordinary airplane bathroom, it was luxurious and quite large. He pulled me in and locked the door behind him. Then, with all the veracity of someone that's been holding back, he pushed me against the wall and kissed me passionately and aggressively. I could feel his hard shaft against my thigh as he pressed against me. I kissed him back and pulled at his shirt pulling it off of him as fast as I could exposing his six pack abs and soft skin letting my hands roam over him. Then I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants and pushed them to the ground along with his boxer shorts. I needed him and couldn't wait another second. His hard shaft stood straight up, rigid and perfect. I wrapped my hand around it and ran it down the length of it and up again. He moaned pleasurably. Then he went to work pulling off my shirt and my skirt until I was completely naked. Then he picked me up and leaned me against the wall and I wrapped my legs around him as his hard cock entered me and the force of gravity pulled my body down onto it. We both moaned, it was a moment of relief and pleasure.

Then he moved his hips forward and back in a rocking motion, penetrating me to my very core. I dug my fingers into his back as I held on. He was pushing me against the wall as his hands cupped my ass. I could feel him deep inside me and I once more felt on the brink. I was already in a sensitive state from him touching me earlier, so now it didn't take much, just the presence of him deep inside me. I pushed my mouth into his shoulder to drown out my moaning as I released onto his hard cock. I softly bit down and he groaned and pushed harder and faster fucking me against the wall.

"Cum on my cock Ava, it's the last time. I want to feel you... all of you," he said between moaning.

"I am, Zak. I am…” I barely got the words out.

He moved faster and faster inside of me and then slowed down savoring the moment. Then he put his arms on my waist and picked me up sliding me off of his cock. He set my feet on the floor and kissed me deep, and with love. Then he moved me over to the counter and turned me around. Now I was facing the mirror with my hands on the counter I could see our reflection. He moved behind me pressing soft kisses down my back as I watched in the mirror. He moved down my body caressing his hands over my hips down my thighs all the way down to my ankles and he moved my feet apart. I obeyed and spread my legs for him. Then he slowly came up licking the back of my leg as he did so and I moaned in pleasure. Then he was standing behind me looking in the mirror at my reflection. It was hot. I was going to watch what he did next. We both were. He pushed his cock inside of me and entered me as we both watched in the mirror. He moved slowly inside of me, and my eyes couldn't get enough of the vision I was seeing. He was the perfect man and protector. His features were so perfect and manly. His body was ripped and strong. I loved watching him watch me as he entered me from behind. It made me feel hot and desired. I felt more like a woman than I ever had in my life. He moved his hands to my waist sliding them down to my hips and holding onto them as he pushed inside me and used my hips to pull me back towards him. Then he moved fast and hard jackhammering me from behind, I could hear the sound of our skin slapping together. I moaned and bit my lower lip trying not to cry out loudly. His hands moved up to my breasts and cupped them as they jiggled in his hands with our fast movements. He pinched my nipples between his long fingers. I loved watching us in the mirror.  I think he did as well because as soon as he saw the reflection of him holding my breasts, he grunted harder and louder as he came. He released himself and the warmth flooded my body. This was the most satisfying feeling I have felt in a long time, and if it was to be the last time, then it was definitely worth it. Although that thought made me sad.

A few minutes later after an epic make out session in the afterglow, we returned to our seats. It didn't seem like we had been missed.

"What if we didn't tell him?” I asked him suddenly out of nowhere.

"What do you mean?" he answered.

"My father, I won't tell him if you don't. You know… that we have been intimate. I can keep a secret. Then you can continue working and protecting me. And he can fulfill whatever promise he owes you," I said.

"You would do that?"

"Yes. It scares me to think I would always do anything for you at this point,” I said.

He looked at me startled, and then a longing came over his eyes as he leaned in and kissed me. Things were changing between us, it was obvious. I didn't know what it meant or where things would go, if they could in fact go anywhere. But things were changing.

ZAK

Being alone on a private luxury jet with Ava resulted in exactly what I expected; I couldn't keep my hands off her. As soon as we were in the air I was touching her under the blanket, needing to feel her warm pussy. Then it escalated and I needed to be inside of her. So I took her to the bathroom and enjoyed her in every position the small room allowed me to. Watching her in the mirror being fucked by me was maybe the highlight of my life. I loved watching her. She was absolutely stunningly beautiful, and she made me harder than I thought I could ever be. However, even knowing that this could be the last time we could be together in this way, it wasn't the moment that got to my heart. It was what happened afterwards. It was when she said,

“What if we didn't tell him?"

When she said that out of nowhere I wasn't sure what she meant, and I didn't dare think that it was what I thought it was. No, that would be too good to be true, so I just asked…

"What do you mean?"

"My father, I won't tell him if you don't. You know… That we have been intimate. I can keep a secret. Then you can continue working and protecting me. And he can fulfill whatever promise he owes you," I said.

I was shocked. It was what I thought. She was willing to keep us a secret, for my sake. I didn't deserve it. I didn't deserve her, but would she really do that for me?

"You would do that?" I said.

"Yes. It scares me to think I would always do anything for you at this point," she said.

I was startled as her words washed over me. It was the most delicate moment, and most sincere words that any woman has ever said to me. I could barely contain the emotion inside of me so I leaned in and kissed her on her lips. I kissed her with longing and passion, and most of all appreciation.

"If you're willing to keep that secret, I would be forever grateful to you. And most of all, it would mean that he wouldn't send me away from you. Perhaps, he would even keep me on protecting you until the situation is figured out," I said pushing her hair back away from her face.

"Yes, my thoughts exactly. And if he doesn't keep you on, it doesn't mean that we can't be together later on in the future. Or at least it would be a possibility…” she said.

Her words were music to my ears. "I would like that, Ava. Whatever my future holds, whatever your future holds… I would like it to be together if possible. "

She moved over and sat on my lap and hugged me placing her head against my chest right over my heart. I pulled her in and squeezed her and held her tight. We stayed like this for the rest of the flight until we landed. Just holding each other and being in each other's company. I wrapped my arms around her out of protection and love. Things have changed between us. It wouldn't be the same anymore, and I was OK with that. I had to be. My heart had won over lust, over duty, and over responsibility. Even if it meant the end of any career prospects, I knew that I would give it up for her in a heartbeat. This is what she had done to me. This is what I had done to myself, by allowing myself to get involved with her. I hoped it would all be for the best.

A few hours later we had landed, and we were both back to being on edge. Not only was I going to see her father, but this was the city where whoever was hunting for her lived. The man himself could be waiting for us.

As we exited the private plane, there was a black car waiting for us. The driver open the back door for us and said "8160."

"6081," I said back to him and we got in the backseat.

"What was that about? Those numbers? "Ava asked me.

"That is the code, your father said. That's how I would know it was the right car. Can't take any chances. "I said looking at our surroundings.

"I see, that is smart. I am nervous about seeing my father. But I'm more nervous about being here. I don't see how anything can be done."

"Ava, I told you my past. Will you ever tell me yours?"

"Yes, but not here. It's better to tell you once we are at the agency. You will learn then anyway. I'm sure there will be a briefing," she said

"Have you been to the agency?" I asked her.

"Yes, but only when I was very young, after this all happened. I haven't been since. I only saw one office. I hardly remember it."

We sat silently in the car. We were both scared to talk because we thought our emotions would give us away to the driver. We didn't want to take any chances of letting her father know we were in love with each other. We finally pulled up to a black unmarked building on the outskirts of town. This was the agency. We were led into the lobby and then down a dark corridor.