PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Bear Naked Satisfaction (Fantasy Shapeshifter Alpha Male Romance Book 3) (Contemporary New Adult Billionaire Steamy Romance Short Stories) (24 page)

Chapter 6

Jake

Jake was trying hard for his jaw not to hit the floor when he saw Serena. She looked…fucking delicious. The dress she had on was showing off every perfect curve and her generous cleavage not to mention her delicious inside thigh. He had to actually talk himself out of the idea of just pinning her against the door and taking her right there.

“Are you trying to kill me?” he asked in a soft voice. His eyes were slowly running up and down her body.

“What are you talking about?” she asked.

“That dress…those shoes…when you said you’ll bring dessert, were you talking about yourself?” he asked and she smiled.

“Maybe. But maybe I was also talking about the apple crumble I have in my hand,” she said as he slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. She closed her eyes as he kissed her cheek. He knew that if he kissed her lips, he wouldn’t want to stop and dinner would have probably been forgotten.

“A kiss on the cheek?” she asked when he pulled away. “Do I not even get a peck on the lips now?”

He looked at her and shook his head before he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

“If I kiss you I swear I am not going to stop,” he said in a low voice.

“Are you trying to trick me into something?” she asked, still in his arms.

He pulled away and took her hand in his.

“No, maybe you are the one who’s trying something here,” he said smiling. She smiled at him as he looked into her eyes.

“Maybe I am but then maybe I am not,” she said.

“Come on in,” he said as he pulled her into his house. “Let’s figure all that out later.”

“Nice digs, Dr. Alexander,” she said as they walked down the hallway towards the kitchen.

“Thanks,” he said. “I’m glad you like it. I haven’t really had anyone out here since I moved.”

“So you did the décor by yourself?” she asked and he shook his head smiling.

“Part of the deal the realtor gave me was that it would be fully furnished by the time I moved in. I liked my odds better that way.”

“So, what’s for dinner?” she asked when they got to the kitchen. She put the apple crumble on the counter as he grabbed two glasses and poured them some red wine.

“Steak,” he said as he handed her one of the glasses.

“You know I have to drive back, right?” she asked and he shook his head.

“To be honest, if this night works out the way I want it to you won’t be driving anywhere tonight.” He raised his own glass. “Besides, it’s the weekend.”

She raised her glass and took a long sip as she looked at him on the other side of the table.

“So, how long before we eat?” she asked and he shrugged as he looked at the oven.

“Maybe a few more minutes. Around twenty, twenty five minutes tops,” he said.

“Good, that gives us enough time,” she said.

“Enough time for what?” he asked and she shrugged.

“This. You and me…us.” She circled her finger on the rim of the glass. “What are we doing?”

Jake looked at her and shook his head.

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“You have always had my heart, Jake but this time round I need to know what I am in for before I am in too deep,” she said in a soft voice. He nodded and took a long sip of his wine.

“I am not going to disappear again if that is what you think,” he said.

“That is not all I am afraid of,” Serena said as she went on toying with the rim of her glass. “Michelle.”

“What about her?” Jake asked shrugging.

“She looks nothing like me. She is petite and really, really small…and the complete opposite of what I am…” She shook her head. “What I am not the woman you think you need?”

Jake put his glass down on the counter and walked round to where she was. He took her glass and placed it on the counter before he looked into her eyes.

‘Michelle was just a placeholder, Serena,” he said in a soft voice.

“Place holder for whom?” she asked. He held her waist and held the side of her face.

“For you, silly,” he said in a low voice before he lowered his head to meet her lips in a light feathery kiss. It might have been a light kiss but it struck hard like a bolt of lightning on a rainy day. She closed her eyes and grabbed his collar and pressed her lips urgently against his. The sound she made at the back of her neck roused every part of him and he began pushing her up against the fridge. She gasped into his mouth when she heard the apple crumble fall to the floor, the baking tin it was in cluttering against the marble floor.

“Our dessert,” she said in a soft voice when he pulled away for a few seconds.

“Never mind the baked one. I like this one better,” he whispered intently as he pressed her against the cold surface of the fridge. His hands were roaming all over her body, caressing her full breasts under that soft fabric of her ever so inviting dress. She was moaning softly as he caressed her, his hands slowly cupping a feel of her enviable ass, digging his fingers into her soft flesh. He pressed into her and she instinctively pressed back, her hand rolling on his pelvis rubbing his already semi-hard cock, making it harder and harder. She moaning softly as he stepped away from her and pulled down the side zipper of her dress. He was usually a little OCD even when he was still with Michelle which meant that he would have probably broken the kiss, their passionate moment just to clean up the apple crumble on the floor but this time, he didn’t care. All he really cared about was the woman in his arms, the way she felt against his body and the way she smelt. He could not help feeling like he was hugging a bunch of lavender flowers. He pulled down her dress on her right shoulders and kissed her softly before he pushed himself on her again. He reached down and slowly pulled her dress up before he raised her leg. He wanted every part of her and he was briefly spoilt for choice. He suddenly dropped her leg and pulled down her dress exposing her bare breasts to him.

“Goddamnit!” he said in a low voice before he gently thrust his head into her bottom taking in one of her nipples. He was caressing her other breast softly making her moan softly. She pushed her dress off her hips and he pulled away to look at her. He smiled when he saw her dress gathered around her shoes like a bed of cream rose petals. He held her chin and kissed her softly. “You were always the woman for me, understand?” he asked in a low voice and she nodded.

“Yeah,” she said as she looked at him.

“Good,” he said as he held her waist. He took her hand and led her out to the living room.

“What about the oven?” she asked kicking off her shoes as he held her close.

“Automatic times off,” he said as he knelt on the carpet in front of her. She looked down at him as he pulled down her small panties. She stepped out of her panties and he smiled up at her. “Spread your legs for me, baby,” he said as he looked at her. She obediently did as he asked and he held the sides of her hips before he began running his tongue on her salty slit. She was shaking and shivering as he flicked his tongue on her clit making it hard and her pussy wet. He knew it was hard for her to hold still considering he was making her unstable with every light stroke of his tongue. She was moaning and without wanting to, grinding herself on his mouth.

“I want you now…right now!” she cried out as she pulled away from his grip. She fell to her knees in front of him and he pulled his polo shirt over his head before he quickly undid his pants buttons and pushed them down. He laid back and looked up at her.

“Ride me,” he said and she shook her head.

“Not yet,” she said as she ran her hand down his body before she wrapped her fingers around his girth. “First, I want to repay the favor,” she whispered before she lowered her head and took the head of his cock into her mouth.

Jake let out a long low moan as he felt the heat of his mouth engulf the sensitive head of his cock. She lowered her head even more and took in his length into her throat. She was gently running her hand up and down his length as she sucked harder and deeper than he ever thought possible. She pulled away and looked at him briefly before she took his pecker in her mouth again.

“Oh fuck!” Jake muttered under his breath. “Serena, you keep going and there will be nothing left for you,’ he said. She pulled away and straddled him, her legs on either side of his own. She lowered herself and kissed him as she directed his cock to her opening. “Oh God, Serena!” he said in a loud whisper as he felt her sliding down on his length. The way her body felt was driving him wild. She was hot and slick and wet and he was inside her without any protection, again. But that was the last thing on his mind at that moment. He held her waist as he moved with her, raising and dropping her on his length. She had her breasts hovering on his chest and he raised his head before taking one of her nipples in his mouth again. She was moving faster and dropping herself on him harder. He needed to be in control of the situation and if he didn’t do it right away, he was afraid he was going to lose his edge. He suddenly slipped an arm around her waist and used it as leverage to flip them over getting himself on top of her. She looked up into his eyes as he began moving in and out of her, deep and hard. Her dark hair was all over the carper as he pushed into her harder and harder driving the two of them closer and closer to the edge.

“Baby,” she moaned as she felt his cock probing harder and deeper into her. “I’m close. I’m so fucking close!”

It was like her warning was all the encouragement he needed. He was suddenly fucking her harder and deeper than ever. So hard, he was literally knocking the breath out of her mouth.

“Don’t hold back,” he said as he looked down at her. “Cum for me, baby.”

He groaned when she clawed at his back as he fucked her harder. She suddenly cried out when she felt herself climaxing and he pushed his cock into her. At that moment, every emotion he had been keeping bottled up and the fear she had harbored since seeing Michelle at the office all came bubbling up to the surface in one amazingly hot bubble. She gasped loudly and he let out a moan as they felt themselves releasing into each other.

“I fucking love you,” he said in a whisper and she held the back of his head.

“I love you too,” she said in a soft voice. 

THE END

What the Boss Wants

Chapter 1

“Darn it!”
Danica screamed in her head as the sound of breaking glass ripped through the break room. She stood still for a long minute looking at the door, waiting at any moment for someone to come in in a bid to find out what had happened.
“Thank goodness,”
she thought when no one showed up. It was after all thirty minutes earlier than she was supposed to get there anyway. She took a long deep breath and made her way to the supplies closet at the back of the break room to get a broom and dustpan. She then carefully made her way back and began sweeping up the broken glass.

“If I keep this up I won’t be employed much longer,”
she thought as she dumped the broken glass in a bin. She then walked back to the counter and poured herself a cup of coffee. She took a long sip and closed her eyes as she felt the hot rich caffeine making its way down her throat. She was still standing in the break room with her eyes closed and her back to the door so she never noticed when her boss Adam Keller leaned against the doorpost looking at her. She was in a light blue sleeveless blouse tucked in a black high waist skirt that was a little too tight around her hips, as far as Adam was concerned. Her perfectly round ass was sticking out high in the air thanks to the black shiny stiletto heels she had on. She was a turn on without even having to try. Adam’s eyes travelled up and down her body before he cleared his throat loudly. Danica turned around to look at a smiling Adam who was now walking into the room.

“Mr. Keller, sir,” she started as she put her cup down on the counter. “I didn’t know you were already in. I’ll make you a cup of coffee…or would you rather have tea?” she asked in a shaky voice. She hated that she was so nervous around him even after working with him for almost six months.

“No, I’ll get my own coffee, Miss Rayne,” Adam said as he walked up to where she was. He looked into her eyes for a long second before he looked at the coffee maker behind her. “Do you mind?” he asked pointing at the coffee pot. Danica took a step to her side and instead of Adam reaching for a cup on her left side where it was clear, he reached for her right side right between her waist and the wall, gently brushing against her as he pulled the cup. He then used his other hand and got the coffee pot. He now had his hands on either side of her body and she was breathing faster and deeper. She could feel her heart rate speeding up as she looked at him but Adam looked relaxed…a little too relaxed for comfort. It felt like an eternity before he finally pulled away and poured himself a cup of coffee as if what he had done was the most normal thing in the world. He took a long sip of his coffee and then placed the coffee pot on the counter.

“Had another accident?” he asked, stepping away from the counter. Danica noticed a shard of the glass she had used earlier on the floor next to his right foot. She quickly bent down to pick it up but in her haste, she bumped into his leg and consequently cut her thumb on the piece of broken glass. “Miss Rayne,” Adam started as he put his cup down and then took her bleeding hand in his. He led her to the sink and held her bleeding thumb under running water for a long minute before he let go. “Don’t move. I’ll get the first aid kit,” Adam said before he walked out of the break room. She was wincing as she looked at the slightly tinged water running down the drain.

When he came back a few minutes later, she wanted to pull her thumb from the cold running water but he stopped her.

“Don’t,” he said in a commanding tone. “Until I tell you to.” She nodded and looked at him as he carefully unwrapped a band aid and then stretched his hand out to her. She turned off the water and put her small hand in his. She winced a little when he dabbed a wet cotton swab on her thumb. “That burning sensation you have is an antiseptic. I had to be sure your cut doesn’t get infected,” he said in a soft voice as he secured the band aid around her thumb.

“Thank you,” she said in a whisper and Adam looked into her eyes. As he did so, he had that almost permanent smile on his face and it was like blinking for him was not a necessity. Her heart began beating faster again as his deep hazel eyes looked into her own.

“You’re very much welcome, Miss Rayne,” he said before he let her hand go and turned around to pick up his coffee. He then walked out of the break room as if it was just another normal morning. Danica picked up her own cup and took a long deep breath before she made her way to her desk. When she sat down, she could feel Adam’s eyes on her and she would have wanted to turn around and confirm if indeed he was looking at her but she just didn’t have the heart to do it.

When she first started working at Keller Enterprises, Danica was almost too certain that she would be posted in the copy room or something considering that she was yet to get her college degree. She was proud of the fact that she was a young black woman who had made it out of a stereotypical bad neighborhood and was working her way up the corporate ladder even though she was a long way from where she really wanted to be.

Matter of fact, the only reason she started working at KE was to get a cushion fund so that she could move to New York for her dream career, software development. She had her eyes set on Google or something of the sort. Software development was her first love but going after what she loved would have to cost her especially living in New York where life was a little bit more pricy than what she was used to in Detroit. But as soon as she set foot in KE, everything changed. Her first surprise was when she was told she was going to be Adam Keller’s personal secretary.

“Me?” she had asked when Estelle, a bubbly woman from the human resources department talked to her about her new position. “But…I just started here and my credentials…” Danica had tried getting her side of the story out but Estelle just shook her head.

“Mr. Keller asked for you personally,” she said.

“Personally? But he doesn’t even know me.” Danica was confused. “I don’t know the first thing about accounts.”

Estelle smiled at her.

“Don’t worry. You will probably mostly be doing a lot of filing and client correspondence,” she said.

“Yeah and probably get his coffee and laundry whenever he asks,”
Danica thought as she smiled at Estelle.

But she had been wrong. As she soon came to realize, Adam was not the kind of boss to use his secretary as anything more than just that. In the six months that she had worked for him, he had never once asked her to get his laundry or run a personal errand and she only made him coffee at her own insistence. But the one thing she just couldn’t shake off ever since she began working for Adam was how much attention he paid her. She sometimes felt like he drew his strength from watching her work. She had still not decided whether her second surprise was the fact that her new boss who was painstakingly attractive boss who had been named more than once as one of the sexiest men alive paid her more attention than any man she had ever known or the fact that she was actually being overpaid as a secretary.

She was still sipping on her coffee as she updated her daily report when her phone rang.

“Keller Enterprises. Adam Keller’s office,” she said when she picked up.

“Miss Rayne, would you come in here for a minute?” Adam asked in a polite voice, a little too polite for an employer.

“Of course, sir,” she said before she hang up. She put her cup on her desk and straightened her skirt before she walked to Adam’s office. He was looking over a file on his desk when she got to his desk.

“Please have a seat Miss Rayne,” he said without looking up. She sat down and looked at him as he shut the file and leaned back in his seat. She could not help but notice his perfectly manicured nails as he looked at her. “I just looked over the finalized documents for our new Swiss clients,” he started as he interlaced his fingers. “It is very well written,” he added.

“Thank you, sir,” she said in a soft voice.

There was a long uncomfortable silence before he spoke again.

“Do you always get to work this early?” he asked and she nodded.

“I like to beat the morning traffic and I get a lot more done during the early morning hours,” she said. “It is when I feel the most…fresh.”

Adam smiled.

“Fresh?” he asked and she nodded.

“For lack of a better word.” He looked at her for a long minute again and then leaned forward.

“Do you like working here, Miss Rayne?” he asked.

“Well, yes, sir.”

“Is it what you have always pictured yourself doing?” he asked again. She took a minute and then nodded. “Please be honest with me Miss Rayne. I don’t like being lied to.” Danica felt her cheeks get hot. His face was soft but the tone in in his voice was hard, commanding.

“Software development,” she said in a soft voice. “That is what I have always wanted to do.”

“Then how did you end up at Keller Enterprises?” he asked.

“I differed my final year of college so I could get a chance to graduate from Columbia,” she started. “That way I guess I would have a higher chance of getting into Google…or something.”

He nodded and took one last sip of what Danica assumed was a now cold cup of coffee. He was looking at her intently as he put the cup down on his desk.

“If you don’t mind my asking sir, why are you so interested in my personal life?” she asked.

“I like to have a good idea of who I am working with,” he said. “That’s all.” He leaned back in his chair, still looking at her. “I find it is easier than having to get a background check on someone.”

“Yeah, that wouldn’t be creepy,”
she thought as she forced a smile.

“Because that, would be creepy,” Adam said in a soft voice.

“Okay, I am officially in the twilight zone,” she said in a low voice.

“Excuse me?” Adam asked and she looked up surprised.

“Wait, did I say that out loud…I didn’t mean to…I…” she struggled to say but she just couldn’t get the right words. “I’m sorry, it’s just that I thought the exact same thing before you said it. The whole creepy thing.”

Adam laughed.

“You don’t have to explain yourself, at least not to me,” he said.

Her gaze fell as she sat there wondering why she was really there. She wanted to leave but that would just have been downright rude. The only thing she could do was sit there and try not to act like his eyes were boring holes into her.

“Do you have a boyfriend, Miss Rayne?” he suddenly asked making her look at him, more shocked than surprised.

“I’m sorry?” she said.

“Or should I ask if you have a girlfriend? I just don’t know that much about you,” he said. She shook her head. “Because you get here really early and leave way after everyone else is gone, so I kind of have to wonder.”

“No, I am straight and no, I don’t have a boyfriend,” she said in a low voice. She was almost whispering.

“Good.” She raised an eyebrow over the other.

“Good?” she asked.

“Yes, good. Because I want to have dinner with you tomorrow night,” Adam said.

“Wait, what?” she wanted to pinch herself just to be sure she was not dreaming.

“Me. You. Dinner. Tomorrow.” He said pausing after every word. The way he was saying it made her get the whole ‘what is so hard to understand’ vibe.

“But…” she started before he shook his head.

“No buts. I will pick you up at seven,” he said as he picked up another file.

“My address,” Danica said.

“I’ll get it from Estelle or maybe you can just give me a call,” he said as he handed his card to her. Danica reluctantly reached for the card and looked at it. “I suggest you keep the nine to five notion tomorrow, Miss Rayne.”

When she got home that evening, she looked at Adam’s business card and noticed that it was not the usual card he handed out to people. This one not only had his office and cell number, but it also had an extra cell phone number. He had specifically asked her to use the new cell number.

When she tried calling him, she realized that she didn’t have anything to say. She was so used to being Adam’s subordinate that it just didn’t feel right calling him just to give him her address. After staring at the card for a long time, she settled on texting him. That way, he couldn’t hear her stammer. But as soon as she sent the text, she could feel a sense of panic going through her. It felt like she had just made the biggest mistake of her life.