PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Shapeshifter Romance: The Vampire's Stolen Bride (BBW Fantasy Alpha Male Romance Books) (New Adult Vampire Fun Mature Young Adult Billionaire Steamy Love and Romance Novella)
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The two were in Serena’s apartment catching up over wine.
“Was my stepbrother. His father and my mom divorced, remember?”
“Well, yes you guys were still once…kind of related,” Christina said.
“Well, that is all old news now because I not only crossed the line. I went overboard,” Serena said. Christina took a long sip of her wine and then shrugged.
“Well, now that I am over the initial shock I have to admit that this is kind of weird but at the same time also kind of hot.” She picked up Serena’s phone and looked at the screen for a long minute. “This is the famous mystery guy.”
“Yup. Dr. Jake Alexander,” Serena said before she took a sip of her own wine.
“So is it like Jacob or something of the sort?” Christina asked and Serena smiled shaking her head.
“No, his mum just wanted to give him a shortened name as a full name,” she said. “He has a sister named Meg, full name.”
“Really? Not Margaret or Megan?” Christina asked and Serena shook her head. “Well, I was almost a Christie so I guess it can’t be all that weird.”
Serena smiled and shook her head.
“Guess not,” she said.
“So, what is all this about anyway?” Christina asked and Serena shrugged as she poured herself more wine.
“What are you talking about?” she asked.
“Well, you came clean about your hot doctor brother..” Christina started and Serena shook her head.
“Step brother,” Serena said cutting him short.
“Fine. You have told me all about your stepbrother but I have to wonder, since you have already told me that you went overboard, what’s the big deal?” Christina asked.
“Well, he asked me to go over to his place tomorrow night. He wants to make me dinner,” Serena said.
“So?” Christina asked.
“What do you mean, so? It’s obvious…” Serena shrugged. “I honestly don’t know if I want…” her voice trailed off. Nothing she thought of saying made any sense. Her thoughts were all jumbled up.
“What are you trying to say?” Christina asked as she looked at Serena.
“When a guy says he wants to make you dinner he is hinting at one thing,” Serena started and Christina nodded.
“Yeah, the guy wants to lay it down like he means business,” she said and then shrugged. “What’s so wrong with that?”
“Nothing.”
“Good, because form where I am standing you look like you don’t want that to happen.” Christina took a sip of her wine.
“I do, I really, really, really want it to happen,” Serena started.
“Three really’s. Then I don’t understand what the big deal is.” Christina reached for the bottle. “What’s going on?”
Serena took a sip and then shrugged.
“Jake was married before,” she finally said and Christina’s grin grew wide.
“This guy is just full of surprises, isn’t he?” She straightened up and leaned against the couch’s armrest. “I like him. He is like a real life telenovela. I’m not even sorry I am missing out on my soaps tonight.”
“Christina, focus,” Serena said rolling her eyes.
“I’m just saying it as it is,” Christina said
“So like I was saying Jake was married before to a…freaking cheerleader. And I’m talking the whole nine yards, skinny bitch blonde hair type,” Serena went on. And he has always been a stud but I have always been this person struggling with her weight and…” Christina shook her head and reached for her friend’s hand.
“Wait, is that still a thing?” she asked and Serena shook her head.
“No, you are missing the point,” Serena started.
“And what’s the point?” Christina pressed.
“That he married a skinny blonde woman. And for him to have done that then it means that everything changed. He fell in love with someone who was not like me,” Serena explained.
“Wait, are you feeling threatened by his ex?” Christina asked and Serena shrugged.
“I think I am,” she said nodding. “And that is why I don’t think I can just pick up from where we last left off. I am not the same person…the girl who felt sorry for herself because she was always picked last in gym class and maybe he is not the same person who used to like his coffee like his women, strong and black.” She shrugged.
“As a sucker for romance novels and Mexican soaps I have to say that f it’s meant to be, then it is fucking meant to be,” Christina said. “Go for that dinner. You know you want to.”
“And then what?” Serena asked.
“And then talk about shit. Ask him what you want to know and hear what he has to say.” Christina took another long sip of her wine as she smiled at Serena. “You owe yourself at least that much.”
*****
When Serena got home on Friday evening, Christina’s words were still ringing in her head. She had the unusual luck of not having to face Jake all day. There had been a major pile up on one of the major highways and Liberty Memorial needed all the help they could get. Actually, all the doctors at CWC were at the hospital. But for Serena, not seeing Jake meant that she didn’t have to think of an excuse to blow him off that evening. She knew that it would have been unfair not to show up for the dinner he had been so psyched up for the last week.
After she took a shower, she put on her make-up and straightened her curls before she pulled out a white long sleeved low cut midi dress with a thigh high front slit from her closet. She put it on and matched it up with red-strapped high heels. A smile played on her lips when she saw her reflection.
“If I wasn’t straight, I would do me,” she thought to herself before she walked to the kitchen where she had made an apple crumble pie on the previous day to carry to Jake place. She had promised to bring the dessert so Jake wouldn’t have to do all the cooking. She had half a mind to make the custard but she didn’t think it was such a good idea. It would be cold by the time she got to his place and they both liked their custard nice and warm. “Plus I don’t want any spillage in my car,” she thought as she grabbed a small purse and her keys before she walked out of her apartment. Her heart was beating hard as she keyed in Jake’s address into her GPS.
“Here goes nothing,” she thought as she pulled out into the road.
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.
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
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.