Be My First: A Billionaire and Virgin Romance

by Lauren Wood

  I kind of chuckled and stopped in front of her door. I was waiting for her to open it and then shoo me away. It was what she had done many times before in the last few weeks, but I kept telling myself, today is going to be different. Today she is going to say yes.

  “Well since I have so much extra time, I was thinking of going out tonight. Do you know of any good places? I still don’t know much about the city. I came here a long time ago when I was younger, but it has changed a lot since then.”

  I was playing to her helpful side that I had learned she had. Cameron noticed things and ever since meeting her, she had become more and more helpful. If that was the angle I had to take to get her to go out with me, I was not above it.

  “There are a lot of good places around here. Are you looking for a place to eat, drink or dance?”

  “I don’t know. Somewhere to eat first I guess. Would you like to show me a good place that you like around here? I am buying.”

  Cameron looked at the groceries that I had set on her kitchen counter. It was like only then did she realize that I was in her kitchen, just feet from here. The door was still open, but no one was in the hallways and it felt like we were alone.

  “Um, well I was going to just make some pasta.”

  “Come on Cameron. You haven’t gone out in a while.”

  She didn’t like the comment or maybe it was the fact that she didn’t like that I noticed. It was hard not to and whether I wanted to or not, I was constantly aware of what she was doing. It was a hazard of the job and the fact that she was always around. How could I not notice such a woman?

  “I guess I could.”

  Although she wasn’t as enthused as I would have liked, it didn’t matter, I would take it how it was. After trying to forget about her in the arms of several others, it was becoming clear to me, painfully so that she had gotten under my skin. All I needed to do was scratch the itch and then I could forget about the sassy mouthed tenant that kept me up at night.

  “Let’s go then.”

  “I have to get ready and put these groceries up.”

  “I will help you.”

  Cameron didn’t look so sure of my skills, but I was already taking things out of the bags and setting them on the counter. I wasn’t going to give her a reason or a chance to say no.

  “Um, okay. I’m going to jump in the shower then. I will be back out in a few minutes.”

  I watched her walk into the bathroom and I felt a tightening in my chest. I was thinking about her naked and soaped up in the shower. It was the first thought that went through my head and it was one that I just couldn’t shake. I couldn’t wait to see what she looked like without her clothes on. Tonight was the night.

  The water turned on and my mind went into overdrive. What would happen if I just went in there right now? Would she turn me away?

  ***

  Without a real idea of what she would do, I didn’t go into the bathroom. I didn’t want to move too far too fast and lose her. It was the last thing that I wanted to do and all I could tell myself was that it was going to happen soon.

  There was a small peek of her in a towel, her hair damp from the shower and that was enough. It was a tiny, tasty tease that was going to get me through until I could peel off whatever it was that she was putting on.

  Unlike most girls, Cameron was done pretty quickly. She looked completely different, sexier then I had seen her before. There was a touch of makeup that I didn’t usually see and I liked the idea that she had done it for me. The woman was beautiful and swallowing my tongue was well worth it to see her like that.

  “You look…”

  Cameron giggled and swished her skirt around. “Do you like it?”

  I nodded my head, unsure if actual sound would even come out of my mouth. It was so dry in there I felt like I couldn’t move my tongue around properly. Yeah, I liked it alright. That dress was going to be the nail in the coffin. There was no way that I was going to be able to walk away from that. She was too much, too beautiful and now I was thinking about naughty things that I wanted to do to her. There was nothing good that was coming out of my mind right then.

  “I am going to take that as a good sign that you like what I am wearing. Are you sure it is not too much?”

  Shaking my head, I told her that it wasn’t. It was something, but definitely not too much.

  “Okay, well are you ready to go?”

  Again I shook my head and just kind of stared at her. Here I was acting like the old me, the version that lost the girl. “Yeah, let’s go.”

  She was no longer hesitant and she gave me a little grin that set my blood boiling in my veins. Cameron knew exactly what she was doing to me and I was more than happy to be her plaything. Little did she know that I was going to have my way soon enough, of that I was adamant.

  When we got out to the parking garage, she asked me where my car was. “I never said I drove a car…”

  Her eyes widened when she got a look at the bike. It was fairly easy to see that she wasn’t too thrilled about the idea of getting on the back of it. I had learned one thing from my cousin Carlos and that was to make sure that I took her on my bike. He had promised that a girl couldn’t resist it and I would be rewarded with a soft body leaned tight against my back. It sounded like a win-win to me.

  Cameron was going back and forth in her mind that much I could see and I waited for her to make a decision. I wasn’t going to push her into anything. She would come around. I hoped so anyways. I wanted Carlos to be right.

  After a few moments that felt like an eternity, I was starting to question how sure I was of it. How positive was I that she wasn’t going to just flat out deny me like she had so many times before?

  “Okay, but it’s not far at all. We could just walk if you want some fresh air.”

  The temptation to have more time with her was nothing compared to having Cameron smashed up against my body. That was how I was going to get her. I was going to make her think about me the way I was thinking about her. And I just wanted to know what she was going to feel like pressed up against me. Handing her the extra helmet I kept in the black satchel, she put it on and smiled at me in a way that stopped me in my tracks. God, this woman was going to be the death of me.

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  You’re Mine

  A Bad Boy Next Door Romance

  YOU’RE MINE: A BAD BOY NEXT DOOR ROMANCE

  “From the first look, I knew that I wanted you. You were sassy with a little sweetness. Now I have to have you back in my life and in my arms.”

  I could have anyone that I wanted and I wanted Carol Masters. She was a challenge.

  The first time I met her, she was in the middle of a wedding. She was the maid of honor and I was a friend of the groom. Carol looked like a glowing angel. She was beautiful and I had to have her. I needed to corrupt her.

  How could she resist me? No one had before. Once a woman got a look at my muscles and tattoos, I usually had to keep them at bay, along with their feelings. I wasn’t looking for love. I was looking for a good time and Carol was instantly on my radar.

  Meeting her was a different story. She wasn’t interested in what I had to offer, but I knew that I was going to get my way. I only had two nights in Louisiana and I was going to spend them with her.

  There was no denying the attraction between us and before the wedding reception was over, I was going to have her bent over something.

  Carol took over my mind. Once just wasn’t going to be enough. I had to have her for good, for keeps and I wasn’t going to stop until she was mine. From the moment I saw her, I knew that Carol was made for me.

  How could it be any different?

  ***

  Chapter 1

  Carol

  “I can’t belie
ve that you are actually getting married. I didn’t think it was ever going to happen, Cameron.”

  “Me either, but at the same time I feel like I have been waiting for this my whole life. I don’t know why it took so long, but it is finally happening.”

  I was happy for her, really I was, but I had to wonder why love never seemed to come my way. I had tried for years to find what she had now to no avail. While I was happy for my best friend, at the same time I wished that I would find someone to be happy with as well. It seemed like it was never going to happen and now that my last friend was getting married, it was on my mind more than ever.

  “Are you okay?”

  “Yeah, I just wish Cliff would have broken up with me after the wedding. I hate going to these things by myself.”

  “You are not by yourself, you are here with me.”

  “Going to be a bit of a third wheel on our wedding night, don’t you think?”

  “Carol it is going to be fine. There is going to be plenty of Joel’s friends to keep you busy. I have seen a few of them, they are hot and not from around here so no complications when you are done.”

  “You know that they are not my type. I don’t like that rugged, ‘me man, you woman’ caveman thing that they got going on.”

  She laughed at me and told me that she had felt the same way about it. But she was marrying a tattooed biker, so I no longer believed that they weren’t her type. Joel was a bad boy with a soft side, but to look at him, I would have never known. It was only when I got to know him and see how much he loved my friend that I really started to even accept him at all.

  “I’m just saying don’t be so down. Things always work out the way they are supposed to. I had done given up hope of ever finding someone to share my life with and then Joel just showed up. I think you have to stop looking.”

  “That makes no sense, you realize that don’t you?”

  “I know. It doesn’t make sense.”

  I wondered if she was losing it because of all of the pressure of the wedding. She had been planning nonstop for months and the culmination of everything seemed to be too much for her. I put the veil on after we had her hair perfect and I felt emotions tugging at my heart and head. It was stifling how badly that I wanted to be her. She looked perfect and the happiness was literally glowing out of her. Cameron made a beautiful bride.

  “Just have fun, okay? I will not be able to have a good time if my best friend isn’t.”

  I had a feeling that whatever I was doing, Cameron was going to be far more wrapped up in her new husband to notice. But I resolved to have a good time and the open bar was going to help.

  “Showtime Cameron. Are you ready?”

  She sighed and smiled that high-wattage smile that Joel had given her. She wasn’t the same friend that I had met in school. Cameron was different now and I felt a surge of jealousy that I was going to have to stuff back down before it got me in trouble.

  “You look beautiful Cameron. I am so happy for you.”

  “Then why are you crying?”

  “Happy tears, I swear.”

  She wasn’t so sure, but today was her day and she didn’t have time to worry about my emotions. I tried my best to smile through the wetness dripping down my face. I tried to put on a brave look. I really did.

  “Okay, well as long as you are going to be okay Carol.”

  “Don’t worry about me, Cameron. I am going to be fine. The music is playing for you and it is time to go.”

  Cameron nodded and she pushed the veil back over her face. I helped her with the back of the dress on her way down the aisle. I was the maid of honor after all. I wanted to be there for her, but the whole ceremony my mind was somewhere else. I didn’t even notice all of the hot men that she had told me about. I was in my own little world, listening to the preacher’s words and trying not to lose it right then and there in front of everyone.

  ***

  “You were even more beautiful than the bride.”

  The raspy voice threw me off because it was so close behind me. I could almost feel the heat on my hair. I smiled at the sound and turned to see a black-haired man with eyes to match. He was wearing the same leather jacket in the same style as most of Joel’s friends. I was starting to think that it was because they were all in the same biker gang or something together. I didn’t know what it was, but the style worked for the man in front of me.

  “That isn’t a very nice thing to say.”

  “I just call them how I see them.”

  “You are one of Joel’s friends?”

  He shook his head like it was obvious, his eyes pinning me where I stood.

  “Well nice to meet you…”

  “David.”

  “Nice to meet you David, but I have to go.”

  “You can’t take the time for one dance?”

  I really looked at him then and I wondered if he even knew how to dance. Men like him were not usually so fleet of foot and he didn’t look to be any different. I could see a tattoo that was barely covered with his shirt, going up his neck. What would possess someone to do that?

  “I don’t think so.”

  “You think you are too good for me?”

  There was a bit of anger in his question and it had me turning back around. “No, but we are from two very different worlds, David. And I don’t know the language.”

  He stopped me with a hand on my arm and I pulled away. I didn’t know who he thought he was, but I wasn’t going to let him manhandle me in such a way. It wasn’t going to happen the way he wanted it to. That was why I didn’t have much to do with guys like this. They were worried about one thing and would go out of their way to get it. It wasn’t hard to see what David wanted. It was something that I wasn’t willing to give.

  “It’s just one dance. Are you really that stuck up that you won’t have one dance with me? Am I not good enough?”

  He had a whine to his voice, but I think we both knew that it wasn’t real. He could think I was stuck up all he wanted, that wasn’t going to change my position. I didn’t do well with being forced to do anything and I moved away.

  “Please just one dance.”

  “Have you been hitting the bottle already today?”

  He shook his head that he had been. “I don’t know what that has to do with anything.”

  “I am just trying to figure out if this is how you normally act or not.”

  “You are a feisty one, aren’t you?”

  I didn’t like being called that, especially not from a man like him. In his world, that was most likely a compliment, but in my world it was just rude.

  “I am good on the dance, thank you though.”

  “So, is it because you are afraid you won’t be able to resist me?”

  I shook my head and had to smile. If nothing else, he was sure of himself. It was the kind of confidence that drew women in because they would think that he had to be good in bed to be that cocky. I wasn’t looking for that, so it didn’t draw me in at all. He was hot, but once he started talking that ruined it for me. If only I could enjoy him without the chauvinistic words coming out of his mouth.

  “I don’t think it would be hard at all to resist you David. I just don’t want to dance with you.”

  “Please?”

  I don’t know what it was about the way he asked me, but I couldn’t say no. He somehow said it in a way that pulled at my heart strings and by the grin on his face, I was sure that he knew exactly what it was that he was doing. David’s face brightened and the wattage went up on his smile when I finally agreed. A person might have thought that he had won the lottery by the way he was cheesing. It was hard for me to not be a little caught up in it and smile back at his excitement.

  “Just one dance.” I reminded him that it wasn’t going to be nothing more than just a dance.

  He held his hands up like he would go with whatever I wanted. I couldn’t help the gasp that came out of my mouth when he pulled me into his arms. We were close enough to the danc
e floor that it seemed acceptable to dance right there. It wouldn’t have mattered anyways. I was pulled tight against his hard body and the feeling felt too good for me to pull away from him. There was no way that I could have focused on anything else but him against me.

  His smell took over my senses and I found myself relaxed, yet tense all at the same time. How had he known that he would have such an effect on me? He had been so confident and while I knew there was a reason for it, it was still hard to realize how easily I had been talked into it. He had been right and though I wasn’t afraid of how I would react to him, I was more than a little nervous about it now. Now that I was in his arms, it was hard to think anything bad about him.

  The song was over before I was done and I longed for his heat against me as soon as it was gone. It was like this was how it was supposed to be. This was how it was supposed to feel.

  “Now was that so bad?”

  I shook my head that it wasn’t and tried to ignore the canary-eating smile that he was giving me. I could have sworn that he knew that he had gotten to me. He knew that I was going to think about the two of us together the rest of the evening. When I had come to Cameron’s wedding, I was not expecting it to be like this. I was sad then that a rough guy like David had moved away. I didn’t have the same feelings for him then as I had before.

  “You want to get a drink or do you want to just go somewhere to be alone?”

  “What kind of girl do you think I am David? I don’t even know you.”

  He just kind of grinned and told me that he was sure that I would get to know him soon enough.

  “I’m not that drunk.”

  David didn’t seem to care and told me that that could be changed as well. The man had a confidence that I wondered about. What was it about him that made him so sure of himself? And why was I falling into the trap?

  “One drink.”

  “That is all I need.”