Haywood Millionaire Series: Box Set Books 1-5

by Zi'ere

  “I always knew that you kept this beautiful part of your body neat as the rest of you.”

  He made a point to plant kisses all over my Brazilian waxed crotch as I continued to stand before him. Lifting one leg he rested it gently onto his shoulder and used his other hand to rub my clit and test the wetness of my box. It didn’t take long for him to scoop a finger full of my juices with his finger. Without hesitation he brought his finger to his lips, savoring the taste of me like a fine wine. I grabbed hold of the bedframe that extended into a steeple in the ceiling. It was the only thing I could do to remain standing as he kissed, nibbled, sucked, and munched on the sensitive tissue between my legs. I came four times before I could gather enough strength to push his head away from my body. He let me catch my breath for a few seconds before he went back into combat on me. The only leg I was standing on gave out. I felt light as a feather as my body dropped onto the king sized mattress.

  I never made a mere suggestion that Liam should wear a condom as he got into position between my legs. I wanted to feel all of him and evidently he felt the same. My head went back to the mess that happened at the airport. All I needed was to end up pregnant by my driver slash body guard. I began to second guess how we were about to change the dynamics of our relationship forever.

  “Do you have a condom?” I looked him square in the eyes.

  “I do but I don’t want to use one with you.”

  “Why not?”

  “The one plus one song is a dream for me. He never deserved that song, I do. And if it ends up making a third you wouldn’t be able to pull me off of cloud nine.”

  “You’ve dreamed about this?”

  “For far too long.”

  “What are you waiting for then?”

  “Oh, I’ve got something I need to give you right now. We can chit chat afterwards. All you need to know right now is that I’m here to stay in your life professionally and personally. You may change your mind, but it’s a decision we are going to make in the morning.”

  He kissed me again but this kiss had so much electricity in it that flowed all the way down to my toes. He held on to me tight as he entered me for the first time. We both shuddered at the intense sensation of satisfaction we felt. I felt it in my gut every time Liam hit bottom in my well that things would be forever different between us. I had no choice but pay attention to the severely deep long stroke he was putting on me. I closed my legs around his body and flipped him over. I began to ride him, clenching my inner walls with every stroke I gave him. I switched up on the movement and began to bounce up and down on his pole. He was the perfect size for me to give him multiple pucker kisses with my second set of lips. I got into a new position and began to ride him reverse cowgirl. I was raising my ass so high I could clearly make out his face becoming distorted in sheer pleasure.

  Feeling the need to redeem himself, he rough housed me to get into doggy style position. Whereas he thought he would be in control, I took over once again. I began to make my butt cheeks clap as a result of me still stroking with my tightened muscles. He grabbed hold of my ankles as an attempt to slow me down. I could feel him getting even harder inside of me. I slowed the pace down. I wasn’t ready for him to cum just yet. I smiled and laughed to myself as I looked at his expression in the bedroom mirror. He was thankful for me not making him scream on the first Laini ride he’d ever had. He had no idea I was about to make him scream even louder than it would had been had he still been between my legs. I positioned myself so that I was still on my hands and knees while he stood flat footed on the floor. I crawled bringing myself eye to eye with his monster. I wasted no time starting the beginning strokes of the best blow job he would ever receive. I held on to his butt cheeks with both hands as I forced him deeper into my throat. Without gagging once he pumped and I reinforced him banging my tonsils. I worked him once again before I quickly lay on my back to receive his baby making juice where I wanted it most, in my womb. It only took two pumps inside of me to fill me up with his warm fluids. Liam climbed into the bed and pulled me into his arms. It didn’t take us long to pass out from satisfaction.

  22

  Mekhi

  It was barely after midnight and the streets were empty. I knew that I shouldn’t have gone through the light, but I never had the chance to dodge the other car. My truck looked as if it was super glued to the other vehicle on Zoey’s side. After I climbed out through the broken windshield, I pulled my cell phone from my pocket. I had phone calls to make and I needed to make them quickly while I still had the chance. I pressed the number one on the keypad. Laini’s phone didn’t even ring. It went straight to voice mail which meant her phone was powered off. I felt like that fact alone was worse than the damage that had been done to my truck. Laini never turned her cell phone off and I could not understand what she could have been doing that would have her being unreachable.

  I was absolutely positive she wasn’t with Quese. I knew that he had some serious matters he would need to take care of that were not a match to Laini’s feelings. I had listened to Zoey complain about the new man in Laini’s life long enough. I began to do my own investigating about the man who could potentially derail my plan before I could implement it. I now knew that Quese was a married man with children. I knew that Laini was going to be heartbroken when she found out, but I would swoop in to save the day. I had been around the twins long enough to know that Laini was who I wanted to be with. Laini was the powerhouse behind Purple Label and the link would propel me to my dreams in the fashion industry. The more Zoey declined my efforts the more I set out to interact with Laini. No matter what I did, I could not get on Laini’s good side. We all had a past. She knew things about me Zoey could never guess, but I knew things about her as well. The only difference was that Laini was a free spirit. Certain things were expected from a beautiful, rich, bachelorette. The media paid attention but it was nothing that could be run that would spoil Laini’s position in high society. It was like the more she did, the more people loved to be around her. I redialed the number twelve more times and got the same result each time.

  I saw evidence of passerby’s so I began to focus on the sweet scene before me. There was nothing I could do to unpin Zoey’s body so that I could pull her to safety. A white Cadillac Escalade had collided with my grey Range Rover and my truck had obviously lost the match. Even though I was a little dazed, I did understand that I needed to get help to our location.

  “Chandler County nine- one- one what is your emergency?”

  “Uh, there has been an accident at the intersection of Rain & Murphy Streets. My fiancé is still inside the truck and she is hurt really bad, please send someone that can help her!”

  “Sir, where you involved in the accident?”

  “Yes, yes. I am the driver of one of the trucks. Don’t worry about me, I need someone who can help these people!” I looked at Zoey’s face. ‘I love you Zoey, please don’t leave me here all alone. Please fight for your life baby; we have so much we have to do together.’

  “Sir, I need you to pay attention to me and answer my questions as quickly as possible. Is there anyone else on the scene that is visibly hurt?”

  “Uh, yes. That’s the thing, everyone else is badly hurt.”

  “Can you tell me how many people are hurt?”

  “Yea, uh, um three or four, I think.”

  “Ok. Sir I have already started the police, fire, and ambulances to your location. Please remain on the line until the officers arrive.”

  “I have a really bad hea-“ I pressed the end button on my cell phone.

  The driver of the Escalade was knocked unconscious while the man in the passenger seat had gone through the windshield. Half of his Caucasian body was lying on top of the hood and the other half dangled off the dashboard on the interior. I kept looking at Zoey’s face. Her eyes were closed and I couldn’t see her chest rising and falling. For the first time in my life, I had no control over the situation. I remained in that position until the sirens b
ecame too close for comfort. Perfectly and on que I began to start the theatrics that were necessary to suggest I was frazzled by the wreck, my fiancés condition, and the condition of the passengers in the Escalade.

  I crouched down to get close to Zoey again. I needed to check her vitals to be sure she didn’t have a pulse. My cell phone began to ring, I didn’t have to look at the screen to know it was the dispatcher calling me back. I held my finger under Zoey’s nose for a few seconds. Even though I couldn’t feel anything, I put my hand over her mouth while pinching her nose. I wanted to be sure she would die, if she hadn’t already.

  In a matter of minutes all four of us were on our way to the closest hospital. On the ride the paramedics asked me a ton of questions I pretended not to know the answers to right off. My mid was with the ambulance that contained Zoey’s body. In all the moves I had made, this by far was the best move at the right time. With Zoey out of the way, there would be no opposition to get to my desired spot at the top beside Laini.

  23

  Laini

  ‘Good morning Laini. It’s time to start another fabulous day.’

  My mother’s soothing voice was recorded to serve as my wake- up call every morning at six am. Because I hadn’t closed my eyes once the entire night before, the alarm had startled me a little. I had been contently staring off into space with one too many thoughts running through my mind at one time. I aggressively threw the covers aside exposing my body clad in only a matching bra and panty set. I looked around the room. I was surprised to be alone. Memories from last night’s events began to come forth.

  “Surely my life cannot get any worse than what it was yesterday. Today has to be a better day Laini, just wait and see.”

  The mere mumble of those words was the pep talk I had to give myself just to get out of bed. For the first time ever in my life, I contemplated calling in sick from work. I was emotionally and physically exhausted. I was sure everyone could understand that I deserved at least one personal day to be totally unproductive. After I had freshened up I had officially decided to take some time off, but not just for the day. I needed a vacation, alone. I wanted to go somewhere that nobody knew my name. That would be next to impossible but I could certainly try.

  I made my way to the front door of my spacious two story home dressed in an oversized plush baby pink terry cloth bath robe and the pink fuzzy bunny slippers to match on my feet. Opening one of the double front doors, I stepped off the front steps to retrieve the daily newspaper from my front lawn. I had bent from the waist down to pick up the paper but I could feel my gut beginning to loosen. Even though the paper was tri-folded, I could clearly make out my face splattered on the front cover. My heart dropped. Zoey was going to kill me, I was sure of it. I used both hands to frantically tear thru the mint green plastic casing. I looked behind me to check the windows of the house, top and bottom but they all were empty. My right hand went up to my temple as I steadied the paper in my left hand, reading the caption out loud.

  ‘CHANDLER SOCIALITE LAINI JEFFERIES THE CENTER OF CATFISH SCANDAL’

  Below the bold faced caption was an eight by ten photo of me, captured by paparazzi at the airport just last night. In the picture wide tears streamed down my light almond colored pie face. The tears were the official stamp that I had been publicly hurt to my core. As much as I wanted to forget the events that had caused this latest and greatest tribulation in my life, I knew that was not going to happen. The situation had totally spun out of control and there was nothing I could do to stop it now. I could feel tears starting to well up again.

  My heart ached, if I could just turn back the hands of time. I hadn’t shed a tear since last night. I thought I was all cried out then, apparently I still had water left in the well because it began to fall again. I closed my eyes in an attempt to calm my heart rate and wish the pain away. The heart wants what it wants but there was no way I could have what my heart was longing for. Today I had no clue if my heart still wanted what it had yesterday afternoon. Both of the relationships I had that were so uniquely different, yet still perfect two days ago was now the perfect storm.

  The bold black letters set into a white background had changed my plans for the day in a matter of seconds. Chaos was staring me in the face once again. When a person was as rich and widely known as I was, there was no privacy to be had regarding the smallest occurrence. All of your personal and professional affairs could and would be broadcasted to the masses without prior consent. I wiped away my tears, stood up with perfect posture, and with my head held high I re-entered my home. There was no sense in crying over spilled milk now. The wrong had been done, the cat was out the bag, and there was no way I could erase it from history. I set out to retrace my steps. I needed to get dressed for the day. I had an epic scandal with my name all over it that needed my immediate attention. Maybe there would be a vacation in my future after I untangled the mess I was in.

  “Lord, please give me the strength.”

  Inside the house Liam suddenly appeared out of thin air. He was freshly dressed and looked as if he belonged in my space.

  “Good morning Laini.”

  “Good morning to you. Can we talk for a minute?”

  “Yes, I was going to suggest the same thing.” He ushered me into the kitchen and helped me onto a high back bar stool.

  “First, I want to say that I am so thankful that you stepped out of your professional lines to help me home last night. I will forever be grateful and I really do appreciate you.” I looked directly into his eyes so that I was sure he understood how much respect I now had for him.

  “It was no problem really. We’ve been together for a long time and I knew it was the right thing to do. I know you are wondering how I ended up at the airport to begin with.”

  “That was going to be my first question.” I watched him busy himself in an attempt not to focus on me.

  “I decided to hang back after you sent me away yesterday. I knew you weren’t going to stay on bed rest. I wanted to be there if you needed me.”

  “Tell me where you were when that crazy wombat had her hands all over me?” I wanted to make sure that he understood that I was grateful but I was still pissed.

  “I didn’t see all of that. I guess that falls under the scope of achieving job security, huh?”

  “I suppose you are right.”

  “Security for which job though?”

  “I’m sorry Liam. In hindsight I can see why we shouldn’t have crossed the line last night. I will make some calls if you don’t want to work with me anymore. I can call someone to take you home. I will also take care of your fees and compensate you time and a half for the night.” I made a move to rise out of my seat.

  He roughly grabbed my forearm.

  24

  Laini

  “Just a second lady. Screech….slow down for a minute. I see you run at one hundred and thirty miles per hour every day, all day. Don’t you think you need to take some time to get your head together before you walk out into the sea of wolves waiting for you outside that gate and even more waiting at Purple Label headquarters?” Liam looked directly into my soul as he spoke.

  “I take it you have seen the news?”

  “Yes I have, we both expected it though so it’s not a surprise.”

  “I have to get to the office. I won’t let anyone deal with this mess but me.”

  “Sorry, but I’m not going to be able to let you do that.”

  “What do you mean let me?”

  “I said exactly what I meant Laini. Those days of having to figure out everything by yourself, face everything by yourself, battle Emani by yourself are officially over.”

  “You know as well as anyone that bad publicity doesn’t sideline me. Once I complete the press conference I will take it easy, but first things first. Give me an hour and we will be all set to leave. You know Ariel doesn’t come in on Friday mornings. Feel free to make yourself some breakfast.” I really didn’t mean to be so short with him.


  “You really are refusing to hear me, huh? You are no longer by yourself with a man that is supposed to be at your side being somewhere else. I’m here, I’m still going to be by your side but now you have something else with you. You have someone who is going to take your best interest at heart no matter what. Last night ‘we’ became official, like it or not.” He looked incredibly gorgeous.

  He had obviously saved my life the night before but I wasn’t a pity party type of girl. What I said was totally true, by the time I did the press conference and listened to Zoey and Emani rip me a new one, a few days off surely would be needed. Unmoved with my words Liam smirked at me then handed me my cell phone. No wonder I had slept so peacefully, I didn’t have the phone ringing all night.

  “The press conference will take place just outside the gates on the side of the road. You are not leaving this subdivision. You are not going to the Barton and Jefferies building today. You are starting over your seventy two hours of bed rest. You are not going to lie in wait for Emani to unleash her wrath on you. If Emani is feeling froggy, she’s going to have to come here and see me first.”

  “Liam, I…”

  “You’re not the absolute boss of me anymore. I’m going to work and my payment forms will be worked out lately. My job is to do what that fake ass Morris Chestnut stunt double couldn’t do. Make the calls you need to make and please wrap it up promptly. I’m hungry and I will be right here waiting while you get ready.” He walked off smugly and I could tell he was going to continue to abuse the power he now held over me.

  Our conversations over the years had been kept to a sentence in the form of a question and a short answer minimum. On the way up the stairs I powered on the cell phone. When connectivity to the cell towers where confirmed thirty voice mails popped up on the screen. I took a deep breath, thirty messages and I was convinced they were an even split between Zoey and Emani. Preparing to get the hard part over, I put the phone on speaker while I punched in the security code to listen to the messages. I made it to the threshold of my walk in closet and froze in place. The very first message would change my life forever.