The Shameless Billionaire Series: Billionaire Romance Box Set (An Alpha-Male, Billionaire, Bad Boy, Bad Girl, Romance)

by Michelle Love

  Her hands run over my bare back and I move over her, my knee spreading her legs apart. She opens them and I push my body onto hers and grind into her. She moans and her chest vibrates under mine.

  She pulls her mouth from mine. “We should take this inside the tent. That little boy may be camping somewhere near us and tattle on us again,” she says.

  I’d like to do this right here, beneath the stars, but she’s right, that kid is a menace. I stand up and pick her up as she giggles. I whisper, “I brought a whole box of condoms, love.”

  Her eyebrows lift and I find myself worried she’s about to really let me down. “So did I!”

  Whew! That was close!

  “Great minds think alike!”

  I lie her on the tall, queen size, blow up mattress. She bites at her lip as I reach down and untie her bathing suit top. Her bottoms have ties too and I untie them as well. “Never thought in a million years I’d lose my virginity on my parents’ blow up mattress. Think they’ll be mad?”

  “Don’t tell them and they won’t,” I say with a chuckle. “What happens at camp stays at camp, love.”

  She giggles too until I drop my trunks. Her eyes go wide and her hand covers her mouth. “Is that going to fit?” she asks as she points to my generous manhood.

  “Shit! I hope so,” I say as I pull her bathing suit away from her body and gaze at it. “Damn it, you’re gorgeous, Peyton.”

  She smiles and wiggles that finger at me again. I comply and press my lips to hers as I ease onto the mattress. Her side rises a bit and her body turns, coming flush up against mine. I run my hand over her curvy hip and pull it towards me.

  My dick is hard and wants to be inside her so damn bad. I have to remember she’s never done this before. I have to go slow and be sure she’s more than ready for what I have to give her. Slowly I move my mouth from hers and to her neck as she runs her hands over my back.

  “You have so many muscles,” she says as her hands go over my arms. “Your arms alone make me want you.”

  I smile against the soft flesh of her neck, then trail kisses down it and over her chest, stopping only for a moment to nip and suck on one breast. Then I continue my journey down to the promise land. She sucks in her breath as my lips touch the little bud only mine have ever touched and I smile at that knowledge.

  This is uncharted territory and I’m about to put my mark all over it. A sudden animal instinct flows through me and I look up at her to find her eyes closed. “Peyton,” I say and she opens her eyes and looks at me. “You are mine, do you understand that? Never do I want you to allow anyone else to touch you like you’re letting me.”

  She smiles. “Okay, Neanderthal.”

  I bite the inside of her leg hard enough to make her squirm. Then look up again. “I’m serious.”

  Her eyes go dark and she smiles again. “I can see that. I’m yours, no one else will ever have what you do.” Her hand strokes my cheek softly and my heart pounds.

  I cannot believe how intense I feel about her. If I ever lose her it will devastate me. I keep my eyes on hers as I kiss her clit softly and her eyes close as she lies her head back and makes a soft moan. Running my tongue up and down her wet folds I find them hot and inviting. Her hands tangle in my hair as I push her knees up to gain better access to her delectable goodies.

  Slowly I run my tongue into her. She’s tight as hell and I wonder how she’s going to take me. Running my tongue back up to her clit, I push one finger into her, moving it in and out, stretching her some. She groans and I add another finger, making her arch up.

  I know I have to get her wet, entirely wet, so I run my tongue up and down, tapping at her clit with every stroke. Her legs begin to quiver and her hands hold me to her as she begins to make a small squeal. Then she squeezes my fingers inside her and pulses all around them as she arches her body up and writhes under me.

  Pulling away from her I grab a condom from the box on the floor and put it on quickly.

  Here it goes!

  Peyton

  Already I can barely breathe as my body comes apart under his mouth and fingers. What will his monster sized dick do to me?

  He’s put on the condom and lies on top of me, his weight somehow comforting. The large tip of his dick I feel on the edge of my vagina. “This is going to hurt, isn’t it?” I ask him.

  He kisses me then answers, “It might.”

  I look away and bite my bottom lip. “Okay,” I take a deep breath. “Okay, you can do it now.”

  Slowly he pushes into me and it seems not to be going in. He kisses my neck and I relax as his warm mouth bites at my skin. My head goes light as he nips and sucks. His dick goes in some and it’s warm and it burns a little but not like a bad burn.

  My mind refocuses on what’s going on downstairs and I tense up a little. Then he bites my neck hard and my stomach clenches as I instinctively arch my body up to his and he pushes into me a bit more. The heat is white hot and I scream a little with the pain.

  “Fuck!” I say between my clenched teeth. I rake my nails over his back and he kisses me from one side of my neck to the other and then bites the other side as he slips in further and I cry out with the pain and slap the bed. “Jesus!”

  A tear runs down my cheek as the burning sensation continues. He’s still on top of me, then he kisses me slowly and softly back up my cheek and his mouth lands on mine and takes me away from the pain as his tongue strokes mine gently. A little harder and a little harder until his tongue is hard in my mouth. Then he pushes all the way in and I arch up to him and scream, but his mouth stifles my cries.

  He stays still inside me for a minute, but keeps his kiss hard and demanding. His hands come up and he grabs two handfuls of my hair and pulls them, then pulls nearly all the way out of me and slams back into me. I scream again, only to be stifled by his hard kiss.

  Over and over he slams into me as white hot heat burns me inside, then it begins to go away and he slips easily in and out of me and I stop screaming and start moaning as it switches to something else entirely. It changes to wanton desire as I arch up to meet every hard thrust.

  My heart pounds and I can think of nothing, save him and how he makes me feel like I’m on a cloud, floating away with him. My stomach tenses up as I feel all shaky inside then I’m falling apart even more so than when I came undone under his mouth. I pull my mouth from his as I struggle to breathe. “Kip! Fuck! God! Kip!”

  My legs shake and I pound on his back as he stiffens and lets out a loud breath. “God damn it!” he moans as he rocks back and forth. I can feel him pulsing inside me.

  Thank God he had on a rubber or he’d have knocked my ass up for sure!

  Kip

  Crickets chirp as Peyton sleeps next to me, my arms wrap around her as she makes the smallest snore I’ve ever heard. Everything about her I find I love. As I hold her to me, I have no idea how I am ever going to be able to stop. I want her with me from now on. I never want to sleep another night without her in my arms.

  Now I’m even more afraid to ask her to join me on the road, because if she won’t I don’t know what I’m going to do. I need her now, like I’ve never needed anyone. It’s almost unfair how much I need her.

  A little while ago she had to leave me to go across the way to the restroom and the bed felt cold and lonely without her in it. I don’t know what has happened to me. I was the rock star who played the field, never looking to settle down.

  It’s completely crazy how quickly things have changed and thankfully it seems they’ve changed for Peyton as well.

  She loves me!

  A nice, normal girl loves me. It’s so unbelievable! I have something more I want to give her now and I wonder how she’ll take it. I wonder if she wants the same thing I want. I find myself afraid to ask her anything.

  If she turns me down I feel I might break apart inside. As if the word, ‘no’ could really hurt someone, but somehow if it comes from her sweet lips I feel as if it will devastate me.

 
An odd scratching sound comes from the edge of the tent and as I listen to what it might be, Peyton springs to life in my arms, sitting straight up in the bed. “What’s that?” she whispers, her eyes wide and full of fear.

  I pull her back to lie down, wrapping my arm around her and pulling her to lie her head on my chest. “Don’t worry, it can’t get in whatever it is.”

  “You don’t know that.” She shivers a little. “Everything out here has sharp claws and teeth.”

  The sound gets a little louder and moves to another part of the tent. Whatever the little creature is, it definitely wants in. “Shoo,” I say.

  It claws at the tent worse. I guess it wants to meet us. “Kip, make it go away,” Peyton whines.

  “I did not see you as a girl who gets scared over a little rodent,” I say as I get up and kick at the place in the tent where the thing is scratching at it.

  My foot hits it and it snorts and makes a grunting sound and pushes back at me. “Well, look at that crap!” I pull on my trunks and go to unzip the tent only to find Peyton wrapped around me.

  “No!” she whisper-shouts. “It might get in and it sounds big. I bet it’s a bear.”

  “There are no bears here,” I tell her as I put my hands on her narrow shoulders and place her back on the bed. “I know because I asked the park ranger about all the animals we could expect to encounter here and no bears were mentioned.”

  “Probably because he was afraid we would leave,” she hisses.

  The thing pushes at the tent again and I quickly unzip the door and step out to see about fifteen wild hogs gathered around our campsite, munching out on the bag of marshmallows we left out. One looks up with a chocolate candy bar in its mouth. Large tusks come up on either side of its mouth and I’m glad Peyton can’t see them or she’d freak.

  “What is it?” she asks from the confines of the tent.

  I stomp and clap and the damn things just look at me. “Go on! Get out of here!” I wave my arms.

  The one closest to me makes a loud snort and takes a step towards me. Peyton peeks out the door and sees the animals. She makes a shrieking sound that curdles my blood and sends the pigs running for their lives. I turn and smile at her as she continues to belt out the loud scream. “You can stop now. You scared them away. Great job, sweetheart!”

  Her face is pale and I see quite a few flashlights come on at other campsites. She moves back from the door so I can come back inside. “That was a pack of wild hogs, Kip. Why did you stay out there with them? They could have ripped you to shreds.”

  I put my arm around her and she’s shaking like a leaf. I laugh. “They were more worried about eating your chocolate bars and the marshmallows than bothering me.”

  “They ate my chocolate?” she asks with a high squeak in her voice. “The bastards!”

  Dropping my trunks I climb back into the bed and laugh. “You crack me up, love.”

  “Well, next time an animal comes up here, don’t go out there like that. You scared me half to death.” She cuddles up to my side and takes in a deep breath.

  “Okay, let’s go back to sleep then. Surely your shriek scared every living creature out of these woods for the rest of this night anyway.” I kiss her forehead. “Tell me how many times you’ve screamed today.”

  “Way too many,” she says then she leaves a soft kiss on my chest. “Except for the good screams. You can’t have too many of those.”

  “No, you can’t.” I agree and tighten my arm around her shoulders.

  Peyton

  Little kisses wake me up as birds chirp in the cool morning air. I stretch and yawn. I’m not a morning person and we’ll see if Kip still loves me after this. I left a bottle of water on the floor on my side of the bed and reach out and take a long drink. He holds his hand up for me to give him a drink and I hand it to him. He finishes it off and puts the empty bottle on the floor.

  I wipe my eyes and lie back and smell coffee coming from nearby camp sites. “Yuk, coffee,” I say.

  “It smells good,” Kips says and pulls me back to him.

  A hard lump presses against my butt as his hand runs over my stomach and he kisses the back of my neck. “I hate waking up to that smell, it reminds me of my parents’ house.”

  “Don’t worry, I go out and get my coffee so it’ll never wake you up at our house,” he says and runs his hand up to grab a handful of boob. A gentle squeeze he gives it.

  The words he said are not lost on me. “Our house?”

  “Umm, hmm,” he moans as he runs his hand back down to stroke my personal pleasure spot and my stomach tightens immediately.

  Heat fills me and I find myself pressing my back against his front as I stretch out and move my leg a little to give him better access to me. The pressure at my rear grows, and he moves back and forth against it.

  He turns me onto my back and smiles down at me. His soft hair flows over his tanned cheeks, stubble covers his handsome face and my heart beats hard at just how perfect he is. “Mornin’ love.”

  “Good morning to you,” I say with a smile. “I’ve never had a good morning. Most suck.”

  “I’m sorry to hear that,” he whispers and kisses me lightly on the lips.

  My arms go around his neck and pull him closer to me. His body moves over mine and as he lowers himself to me, I spread my legs to allow him in. My body hurts, but it’s the best kind of pain I’ve ever felt.

  The large tip of his cock touches the tender edges of my vagina and I stiffen at the sensations. He pulls his mouth from mine and looks at me. “This will get better with time, love, I promise.”

  He kisses me again, but hard this time and slides into me as I moan and try not to think about how much it burns. I feel raw and the first few strokes send tears streaming down my cheeks. Slow, hot kisses he trails from my mouth down my cheek and to the juncture between my shoulder and neck. Soft nips he gives me as he slowly slides in and out of me.

  Wetter I grow and it doesn’t hurt anymore as he slips into and out of me. His teeth bite my flesh which is beginning to feel hot under his mouth. My body aches for him and I arch up to meet every stroke as he fills me completely. “Oh, baby, you feel so damn good,” he moans against my neck as he makes long strokes that make my stomach flutter.

  His body is hot and sweat makes our bodies slip against each other and our breaths grow ragged and his is so hot on my neck. His chest slides back and forth against mine and the little hairs on his rub my nipples, making them hard. His body pushes mine into the mattress which seems to be losing air with every thrust he makes.

  Harder he pounds me and the air seems to push from my lungs as he moves faster and I can’t think about anything but him and how damn hot he is as he looks at me, watching me for my reaction to what he’s doing. I grab a handful of his silky hair and pull his face to mine and kiss him.

  His tongue darts into my mouth and moves the same way his large, hard dick is moving in and out of me. Little quakes start deep inside me and I’m falling apart before I know it. Then so is he as he pushes hard and fast and pulls his mouth from mine as he lets it all go and moans, “God, Peyton, I love you.”

  Heat fills me as my body pulses around his. He groans as he falls onto me, his full weight on me and I love it. I love the way it seems to envelop my entire body, making me feel as if we are one and the same.

  Sticky wetness is what I feel as he makes small strokes until we both stop pulsing against each other. He kisses me behind the ear. “I love you,” he whispers.

  “I love you,” I tell him then kiss the top of his shoulder.

  As we lie here in complete satisfaction a tiny cry creeps into our tent. Some woman shushes the baby and my wheels begin spin. He looks at me and smiles then kisses me again. “Isn’t this a nice way to start the day, love?”

  I narrow my eyes at him and say, “I feel a lot different than the three times we did this last night. I feel wet and sticky. Why is that?”

  I know why, but I want him to tell me. His eyes go
wide. “Shit! I forgot to put one on.”

  He rolls off me and grabs a towel and begins to wipe me off as if that’s going to help a damn thing. “Stop!” I shout. “Just stop, it’s too late and that won’t help anyway. Shit, Kip!”

  I grab my bathing suit and tie it back and then pick up my bag full of toiletries and unzip the tent door. “Where are you going?” he asks.

  “To take a shower,” I say then walk out, pissed beyond all reason.

  Kip

  I’ve fucked up and Peyton is not talking to me as we drive back to Austin. She’s scared shitless about my little slip up, but I can’t really understand why. She won’t talk to me about it and I find it odd.

  Reaching over, I run my hand over her knee. “Where’s that smile my summer girl had all day yesterday?”

  Her head snaps to look at me. “Your summer girl?”

  “I didn’t mean anything bad by that. Why the attitude, love?” I pull my hand from her knee as I fear she may attempt to break it.

  “Why the attitude?” her arms fly up in the air and I see the person in the car next to us on the freeway look over at her. “No reason, Pop Rock, my little summer lover. No damn reason at all!”

  “Summer lover?” I ask and start to think she must think this is just temporary which I don’t want at all. “This is much more than that, Peyton. I thought you understood that.”

  “All I really understand is you have to leave tomorrow and my life is supposed to begin and now, well now it may be out of my hands.” She looks away from me and as she does I see a tear trail down her pink cheek from under her sunglasses.

  “Don’t cry, love. I’ve been wanting to ask you something and was afraid to, but I will now so you’ll understand.” I wipe the tear away and take her chin to make her look at me. “I want us to be exclusive.”

  “Okay, so that’s great and all, but are we to have a long distance relationship. One where you get mobbed by women who throw themselves at you constantly and I’m supposed to sit back at home and pretend you won’t ever do a thing with any of them. Even though your band mates set your ass up all the time?” She jerks her head out of my grasp and looks away again.