Bedroom Rodeo: A Billionaire Romance

by Sarah J. Brooks

  “I really did have a good time tonight, Drake. Your brother did good.”

  “Yeah, I’m glad he thought we would work out together.”

  Drake just wanted a kiss. He wasn’t going to sleep with her. He was going to be a perfect gentleman, but he needed to at least give her a kiss goodnight. It was all he could think about as the cab made its way towards Rose’s apartment.

  “Well this is me,” Rose said as they pulled up in front of her apartment complex.

  “I’ll walk you up, if that’s alright?”

  Drake was working overtime to be polite. Normally he wouldn’t ask a woman if it was alright. He didn’t have to, they wanted him and he knew it. This idea that he needed to get to know someone first wasn’t perfect when it came to saying goodnight. Drake really wanted to bring Rose back to his place and have some fun with her. His body throbbed to be inside her.

  He had just spent the night getting to know Rose and he actually liked her. It was more than he had ever done in the past, but now he had to try and keep it together and just walk her to her door and give her a kiss. One good night kiss, that’s all he needed to do.

  He fought his urge to screw her and instead walked with her politely up to her door.

  “Thanks for dinner. You were a perfect gentleman.”

  “Thank you, ma’am. I enjoyed our evening.”

  “Now come in and fuck me” Rose said as she grabbed a hold of Drake and pulled him into her apartment.

  Her lips smashed down on his and Drake stumbled as she pulled him into her living room. His mind raced as he tried to figure out what was going on. Rose had turned form a sweet southern woman into a total seductress. Drake liked it, in fact he loved it!

  “Well now, I should probably get going.” Drake said quietly as he tried to pretend like he would be able to refuse her.

  He really did try the best he could, but Rose had something else in mind. She wanted him and she wasn’t going to stop until she had her way. Maybe he could have tried harder, but really, he said he had to leave. That was more than he had ever done with a woman before.

  As Rose took off her dress, Drake couldn’t hold back another moment. Every manly cell of his body screamed for him to fuck Rose. He just couldn’t stop himself. His hands moved and didn’t wait for his brain to tell them to stop. Drake decided he had tried enough of the new way, now he needed to have Rose’s naked body next to his.

  “Ok, now that looks like an invitation for fun,” Drake said as he moved toward Rose.

  Drake pulled Rose’s naked body next to his and loved how her soft skin felt beneath his hands. She was curvy in all the right places and he was desperate to have her. Not desperate in the traditional sense, just desperate to let his body release the built-up anticipation for her.

  “Let’s go to my room,” Rose said as she guided Drake down the hallway of her condo.

  The lavishly appointed two-bedroom apartment was filled with fine art and expensive furniture. Drake realized he hadn’t really asked her much about her book store. He had spent the whole evening trying to get to know her; yet he didn’t know much at all. He made a mental note to do better on the next date with Rose.

  The next date with Rose!

  Drake had never told himself something like that before. He typically didn’t go on dates in the traditional sense and he never thought about going out with the girl again. This was all totally new territory for him. Drake needed a lot more practice with women on the emotional connection and he would love to try it with Rose. But then Drake thought about the game that Robert and Sam were planning for next week. The game would be a much better place for him to practice all his skills at once.

  He watched Rose’s perfectly round ass as it walked down the hallway and Drake moved in step right behind her. The perfectness of her ass mesmerized him and he wanted to taste her. He wanted to feel his tongue on every crevice of her body. He needed to taste her, immediately.

  Drake reached behind him as they went into her bedroom and he slammed the door. They moved over toward the bed, but then Rose pulled him past her. She had a weird looking chair sitting in the corner of the room and as they got closer, Drake realized what it was.

  The Duramotion Lounger.

  Only seen in magazines by most people, the Duramotion Lounger was a top of the line sex chair. It had curves in all the right places to support even the most imaginative of positions. Drake stood in front of the chair in awe, his jaw slightly opened as he looked at Rose standing naked next to the chair and then back at the chair.

  “You know what it is?” Rose said with a smile.

  “Fuck yeah, I do.”

  Drake grabbed Rose and flipped her over one of the ends of the chair. Her back flush against the leather as her legs went straight up in the air. Drake held onto them and spread her wide open so he could see her glorious center. The chair made it so her hips were up high and Drake easily leaned over and let his mouth devour her.

  Her pelvis was tilted up and opened and it left her clit exposed in a way that just didn’t happen on the bed. Drake took full advantage of this and went to town on her delicate orgasm spot. He started slowly and moved his tongue in a small tight motion around her. Then he continued to move it faster and faster in hopes that he would get a better reaction from her.

  She didn’t moan out loudly and that frustrated Drake, he knew she was enjoying herself; but she had some sort of self-control over her moans that Drake did not like at all. He slid a finger inside of her in the hopes that she would let out a loud approval of him entering her, but again she was quiet.

  Drake didn’t like not getting a reaction from a woman. Her quiet moans did nothing for him; he wanted to hear her sweet voice scream out in pleasure. It became a challenge to Drake that he needed to overcome. He had to make Rose scream out with desire for him. Drake craved the release that he got when he knew the woman he was with was sexually satisfied.

  Drake took three fingers and worked them into her center as he sucked hard on her clit. This time she moaned. She let out a delicious call of pleasure as she arched her back and pressed her pelvis toward Drakes' mouth. She liked it. Rose wanted more and Drake was prepared to give her anything she wanted.

  As he watched her breath in deeply and moan loud, Drake noticed the other end of the Duramotion Lounger was lower. He put each of Rose’s legs over his shoulders and reached under her to lift her up into the air.

  She straddled his face and he continued to eat her as he walked around to the other side of the chair to give it a test run. He intended to try out as many positions as possible on the sexual love chair that Rose owned.

  He slowly laid her on the leather but only let her back touch for a moment before he flipped Rose over and pulled her back toward him. Her stomach slapped against the leather and Rose let out the quietest of moans as she delighted in Drakes ability to take charge.

  “Damn, such a fine ass you have here,” Drake said as he slapped it gently.

  “It’s yours for the night.”

  “Oh, I like that.”

  Drake let his fingers guide his cock as he entered Rose from behind. The chair acted like the perfect support and prevented Rose from moving away as he thrust into her. Drake knew he would have to buy one of the Duramotion chairs as soon as he could.

  It felt better than he could have imagined to have her in the perfect bent over position. Her ass sticking up in the air, the chair under her hips to support her. Drake felt able to thrust hard and deep as he held onto Rose and finally he heard the true reaction he had hoped for from Rose.

  “Harder,” she screamed out.

  Oh, how he loved to hear them ask for more. Oh, how Drake loved to have an excuse to thrust into a woman with all his might.

  Instead of holding onto just Rose, Drake felt a lip on the chair that acted as the perfect handles to hold his position. It was like they thought of absolutely everything when they designed the chair.

  “As hard as I can?” Drake questioned Rose before
he moved on with his thrusting.

  “Yes, baby. Fuck me.”

  It was strange to hear those words coming from Rose, but Drake loved them. He lived for the times when a woman wanted it with all her might. There was something so primal about thrusting deep into a woman and having her scream out as he did it.

  Thrust after thrust he delivered until he finally released his ultimate thrust.

  Rose moaned out over and over and appeared to have several orgasms before Drake had finished with her. Her body shook with ecstasy and she had a hard time talking at all as the last of her orgasms rocked her body.

  She held on tight to the chair and screamed out her appreciation for the orgasms she got.

  “Oh, fuck yes.”

  “Yes, yes, yes. Give it to me, Drake.”

  As he finished, Drake pulled Rose up to stand with him and her legs wobbled from exhaustion. He wrapped his arm around her and held her close. With a soft kiss to her lips he looked into her eyes and saw that she had already closed them.

  “Let me get you to bed,” he said as he swept her legs up into his arms and carried her.

  Drake gently set her into bed and brought her some water for her bedside. Rose had her eyes closed, but she hadn’t fallen to sleep just yet.

  “Stay,” she whispered.

  “I have to go. I’ll call you.”

  Drake got dressed and made his way out of her apartment and down to the street. For the first time in a very long time, Drake felt bad for screwing a girl and then leaving. He wasn’t sure the idea of getting to know a girl before having sex with her was really all that great. It just meant he would actually feel bad when he never called her again.

  But he actually liked Rose. There was always the possibility of actually calling her and asking her out on a date later.

  Chapter 7

  “Where are we going to find all these women?” Robert asked as he and Samantha sat around the conference room and tried to figure out how to get the best caliber of women to come interview.

  “I have some contacts, but I think we should reach out to a few of our international contacts and see who they can recommend. There has to be some amazing women who would like a chance to be matched up with Drake.”

  Samantha knew there would be thousands of women who wanted a chance with Drake if the news got out about their little casting call.

  The trick was to find these women without some major announcement being made. The last thing she wanted was a bunch of half put-together women showing up and trying to date Drake.

  As much as Samantha didn’t approve of Drake’s one-night stand lifestyle, she did know his taste in women. She had spent the last five years with Drake and had seen a number of the women he dated. Some were blonde, some brunette and some redheaded.

  He dated tall women and short women. Thin women and voluptuous women. From the outside, many people wouldn’t know what it was that Drake liked; but Samantha knew. There was a certain essence that a woman had to have in order for Drake to go after her. Samantha would make sure all the women who showed up for this one-week event were perfectly suited for Drake.

  “Alright, I’ll call that matchmaker we know in London and see if she can get a couple of her best women over here for Thursday. Does that sound good?” Robert asked.

  “Yes. We need to do some initial screening of the women on Thursday and then on Friday we can do the final interviews. Then everyone can move into his house for the week starting on Saturday.”

  “Sam, do you think we can really find all these women and convince them to do this within a week?”

  “Yes, these women are going to be willing to drop everything and come here. You don’t understand Robert, women want the fairytale. Drake is that fairytale.”

  “Alright, if you say so. When will Drake be back from his trip?”

  “Thursday night. I’ll sit down with him and go over some of the things he is looking for in the women and hopefully that will help us settle on the final group that will go into his house.”

  Robert shook his head and couldn’t stop smiling. It was like they were casting their very own game show, yet there wasn’t a host and were no cameras. Robert had a bad feeling about it all, but he also thought if anyone could pull it off it was Drake.

  For as long as they had known each other, Drake and Robert had taken an opposite approach to things. Robert was always the rule follower and conservative businessman while Drake didn’t live by anyone’s rules and was aggressive in business and life. The two of them were opposite, yet worked very well together.

  Drake trusted Robert’s opinion and often listened to him. Robert could see trouble in the business arena long before something actually went wrong. It was Robert who had guided the business into the telecommunications world and away from computers. The telecom business boomed and Leblanc Enterprises led the pack in innovation and technology.

  Robert knew that Drake trusted his business sense, but there were times when Drake went off on his own and decided things for himself. Those decisions were gut feelings that Drake just had to follow and they typically were right on point with building their business.

  Finding a long-term woman to have a future with was an important task and Robert was excited that Drake was making the effort. He wasn’t so excited about the way Drake was going about finding his forever woman; but then again…sometimes Drake had to follow his gut. The week-long game that Drake wanted to do seemed fun when they had joked about it, but as it approached Robert had reservations.

  Robert didn’t feel like Drake truly understood how chaotic it would be in his house with a bunch of women who wanted to marry him. Any woman who would be willing to drop her life just to come meet Drake was bound to be quite the handful when Drake had to deal with her. Imagining a house filled with these strong personality and driven women made Robert feel nervous about the whole situation.

  Robert and Samantha spent three full days recruiting women to come to the casting call. They called every matchmaker in the States and several of them overseas. Samantha had made a list of requirements for the women and she insisted that all the women who were sent to interview understood this was a one-week game and they would have to interview for a spot.

  It was also important that the women understood this game would have a very big sexual component to it. Of course, Samantha didn’t want to give away all the details, there would be no way to keep them confidential. So, Sam simply made sure that all recruiters understood that the one-to-one time would be as intimate as the contestants would like and there would be no camera crews.

  Samantha wasn’t looking for just gorgeous women for Drake, he could get any number of them right there in Los Angeles. Sam wanted women that were amazing, top notch women and would be the only type she would even consider interviewing.

  These women would need to show up with their hair and makeup looking flawless. Sam didn’t care if they just got off the plane and showed up straight for the interview, the women would need to be perfectly put together. It was a necessity.

  Whomever Drake picked would be flying with him on trips and photographed by paparazzi, they had to look amazing all of the time. There would be no time for excuses and Sam wouldn’t accept any for the interviews, either.

  Absolutely no pants would be allowed!

  If any of the women showed up wearing pants of any sort, Sam wanted them escorted out of the waiting room and not allowed to interview. What kind of woman would wear pants if she was trying to win over a billionaire?

  As Thursday arrived and the women started to show up to Leblanc Enterprises, Sam was excited to see the striking women as they arrived. These weren’t just beautiful women, though, Sam and Robert had specifically only brought beautiful and successful women to interview. These women looked confident, successful and ready to win over the man of their dreams.

  Success was the one thing that Drake was most attracted to.

  Women could be successful in many different ways and Sam wasn’t going t
o be judgmental about the genre of their success. But Sam knew that a woman had to be confident and successful if she was ever going to tame Drake. There was only one type of woman that would be suitable for a long-term relationship with such a successful billionaire, and Sam knew it.

  Of course, there would be a range of women still, not every woman carried success in the same way. Some women were successful in business while others might be successful in design or another field. Each woman would bring to the table something special and a passion for what they did. The trick was going to be to find a way for a successful woman to be able to mesh with Drake. Many successful women were not willing to make changes in their life for a man. Sam needed to make sure that all the women who showed up to interview were ready to make those necessary sacrifices.

  As the waiting room filled up, Sam and Robert made their way around the room. Robert had talked with Sam and knew exactly the type of women that could stay for the interview and the type that he would have to tell to leave. Although, Robert didn’t like the part about having to tell someone they needed to leave. Some of these women had traveled for over twenty-four hours straight to be there.

  “Stand up,” Samantha said to a young blonde woman. “Who invited you?”

  “My friend Jen works at Forever love.”

  “You’re dismissed” Sam said coldly as she moved on to the next group of women.

  Sam had a scowl on her face as she looked over every detail of the women. She wanted to see if their hair was done nicely, if their nails were manicured, did they have their legs shaved; it was all important to Sam.

  “You. Please stand up.”

  Sam stood in front of a beautiful woman from India. She had on an elegant traditional outfit and her makeup and hair were perfection. As Sam examined her the woman looked more and more nervous.

  “You may go to the conference room. Through those doors and find a seat. There is a table of fruit and water if you would like.”

  The woman breathed a sigh of relief and the others around her seemed surprised. Perhaps most surprising was the kindness in Samantha’s voice as she talked to the woman. Sam did not present herself as a nice person and often looked like she was two seconds away from yelling at someone, so it often surprised people when she was kind to them.