Bedroom Rodeo: A Billionaire Romance

by Sarah J. Brooks

  “I’m impressed,” Scarlett said as they reached her room. “I look forward to our time together.”

  Drake made his way down the hall and back downstairs. Drake slid down onto his couch in exhaustion. It was going to be a really long week if he couldn’t pick up his energy level a little bit. He needed to get some sleep.

  Drake went down to talk with Sam and convinced her to stick around until the dinner at eight o’clock. After the dinner had started then Drake would be alright with Sam leaving, but not until then.

  “Drake, what am I supposed to do between now and the dinner?” Sam asked.

  “Well, you could come take a nap with me in my room,” Drake said with a wink.

  “No. I don’t think so. How about I just leave and come back at dinner time?”

  “No. What if one of the women has a question or something like that? I’m not going to know what I’m supposed to say. You’ll need to stay here.”

  It was a losing battle and Sam knew it. She decided to just curl up on the couch while the women got ready for dinner and Drake went upstairs to take a quick nap. She was just as exhausted as everyone else and wanted to go home, but she knew Drake needed just a little more help.

  At dinner, he would just sit there and not talk at all if there wasn’t someone to help him. Sam suddenly got very nervous about Drake’s ability to socialize with all the women in the house.

  He would do fine fucking them all, but actually having conversations and getting to know them might be a much harder deal for him.

  Chapter 19

  After a few hours of resting, the women were called down to dinner. They all looked refreshed and ready for a good time.

  Drake had dinner served slowly over the courses, so they all had time to talk and get to know each other. He found each of the women attractive and saw specific traits in each of them that he liked. He definitely could tell why Sam and Robert had picked the women they did.

  Dinner went well and wasn’t as awkward as Drake thought it was going to be. He enjoyed talking with the women and they all seemed to enjoy talking with each other just fine. None of the women were overly dramatic or trying to hog all the conversation time. Drake was optimistic that the week ahead was going to go very good.

  “How about we play a little drinking game,” Sam suggested as the dinner started to calm down.

  She just wanted everyone to loosen up and have some fun. Sam also wanted to be able to go home and she knew Drake wouldn’t let her leave until he felt comfortable with all the women. Although the night had been filled with great conversations, there was a formality to everyone that Sam thought needed to be fixed.

  Drake thought it was weird how uncomfortable he felt around these women. Perhaps it was because they were all intelligent and sexy women. He was so used use to spending time with airheads that the caliber of women Sam and Robert had picked for him was probably not something he was used to.

  “Yeah, let’s do it!” shouted Scarlett.

  Scarlett was probably the last one of the women who Sam would have thought would be so eager to play a drinking game. She seemed so proper, so put together, he liked that she wanted to loosen up and have fun.

  “Ok, here are the rules. We will go around the table and tell two truths and one lie about ourselves. After you have said your three things, the other people will have to guess which one was the lie. If they guess correctly, you have to drink; if they guess incorrectly they have to take the drink.”

  “This sounds like a fun game,” Drake said as he grabbed some shot glasses from the cabinet.

  “I’ll go first,” Sam announced as she gave everyone a moment to pour themselves a drink. “I’m twenty-five years old. I once got arrested for public sex in France. And I grew up in New York.”

  The women took turns saying which thing they thought was the false statement. Most of them chose the public sex in France. When it came to Drake’s turn he just stared at Sam. He knew how old she was and he knew she grew up in Seattle and not New York, so that meant that the public sex statement was true.

  “You didn’t grow up in New York,” Drake said. “But I think you should tell us more about this public sex in France thing.”

  All the other women clapped and egged on Sam to tell more of the story. They were willing to do anything that would make Drake happy and he really seemed interested in finding out more about the story behind Sam’s French arrest.

  “Well first, everyone who guessed wrong needs to take a drink. I will take a drink since Drake guessed right.”

  “Oh, I can’t wait to hear this story,” Drake said as he leaned in to listen. “You girls don’t understand, Samantha here is the most straight-laced woman I know. She has refused me for five years, and I can be pretty darn convincing.”

  The women laughed and then looked at Sam to hear her story. They were happy to have the attention off them for just a brief moment.

  “I was there with a boyfriend at the time and we thought it would be exciting to have sex under the Eiffel Tower. We waited until the middle of the night and then went there, but about two minutes into it, a security guard caught us and we were arrested. See, that wasn’t so exciting.”

  Drake’s eyes were wide as could be as he listened to Samantha’s story. He didn’t think she would ever do something like have sex outside. He certainly didn’t think she would do such a thing at a public landmark. It made him think totally differently about Sam.

  “Alright, alright, that’s enough about me. I’m going to leave. You guys can continue this game or make up a different one if you would like.”

  Sam grabbed her things and headed for the door. Just as she was about to leave, Drake showed up behind her.

  “Was that a true story?”

  “Yes Drake, that was the idea of the game.”

  “Wow, you surprise me.”

  “Alright, well I’m going home. You enjoy the rest of your night. Remember that tomorrow is your first one to one date and it is with Victoria. I already talked with everyone about the rules and they will each plan their own date and talk to you about them. Call me if you need anything.”

  “Wow, really…you had sex under the Eiffel Tower… I’m impressed.”

  Drake just couldn’t get the picture of Sam fucking some guy under the Eiffel Tower out of his head. He would never have thought she would do something like that. Not in a million years. He couldn’t stop staring at her as she stood there and waited for him to acknowledge he was alright with the women for the rest of the night.

  “Ok, I’m leaving. Good night, Drake.”

  Even after Sam left Drake couldn’t get the idea out of his head that she had fucked a guy in public. Maybe he really didn’t know her as well as he thought he did.

  Drake returned to the dinner table and felt much more confident in handling the women for the rest of the night.

  “Who is next?” Drake asked as he looked around the table.

  “Fuck it, I’ll go,” Scarlett said.

  “I once worked with Donald Trump, I was Miss Alaska 2010, and I have size E breasts.”

  The women took turns guessing first and their choices were a little of each of the items. No one seemed to have a consensus of which one was really the lie.

  “I think the Miss Alaska 2010 is a lie,” Drake picked.

  “Only Lauren and Cynthia got it right. My breasts are actually double F size.”

  The table erupted in chatter as the women discussed the size of Scarlett’s breasts. Drake seemed impressed. He was eager to get his chance to play with them.

  “Everyone who guessed wrong, take a shot,” Drake announced.

  The games continued on and Drake and the women got pretty drunk. Scarlett was the first one to give up and head to her room; Lauren, Cynthia, Emily and Allison were quickly done as well.

  Drake sat with Sophia and Victoria as they decided they were all too drunk to continue the game.

  Sophia grabbed Victoria and whispered something in her ear.


  “It was nice meeting you, Drake, I saw the schedule and I’m your first date tomorrow. I’m going to get some sleep for now.” Victoria kissed Drake on the cheek and left him alone with Sophia.

  “Pretty sneaky how you got all those women to leave you alone with me,” Drake said as he moved over to sit by Sophia.

  “Why, whatever do you mean?” Sophia pretended to be a southern bell with a thick accent.

  “Miss Sophia, I think you are going to be trouble.”

  “If you mean trouble to stop thinking about, yes. Or trouble to get up in the morning after making love to me all night, yes to that as well.”

  “Fuck yes, girl, I like how you think.”

  “Are there any rules about who you can fuck tonight?” Sophia asked.

  She got up from her seat and sat on the table. Drake grabbed her and slid her over so she was right in front of him. Sophia’s red hair was swept up in a fancy ponytail and her dress was tight in all the right places.

  Drake tried to spread her legs and put one on either side of him, but her dress was too tight. He had to settle for swinging them both to one side and he moved in closer to her.

  “I don’t think there were any rules about tonight,” Drake said as he grabbed her ass and pulled her even closer.

  “I hate rules anyway.”

  Sophia wrapped her arms around Drake’s neck and kissed him. He couldn’t help but respond as her soft lips met his. He grabbed her dress and pressed it up so he could spread her legs. As he stood up, Drake pulled Sophia’s body tight against his.

  She could feel how hard his cock was as she sat on the table with her legs spread. Sophia wanted him; she wanted him to take her right there.

  “I think we should head upstairs,” Sophia said between kisses.

  Drake wanted to go upstairs, but he also became acutely aware of all the other women in the house and he didn’t want to mess that up. He stepped back from Sophia.

  “How about I walk you to your room, young lady?”

  Drake extended his hand and led her upstairs toward her room. Sophia thought that Drake was going to come in. She wanted to play with him. But when they got to her room he kissed her one last time and then left her for the night.

  Sophia was frustrated and wanted more of Drake.

  Chapter 20

  After dinner Drake was exhausted as he thought about how he was going to manage to get to know all of the women in such a short period of time. Drake thought he might have taken on a little too much in such a short period of time.

  As he went around and turned off all the lights downstairs. there was a buzz at the front gate.

  At first Drake thought it must have been Sam and she had forgotten something. But when he looked at the camera he saw that it was Rose. He buzzed her in and met her on the front porch. He didn’t want her to come in the house and see all the left-over glasses in the living room.

  “Hi Rose”, Drake said cautiously as she came up the main walkway.

  “I needed to see you.”

  Rose came straight up to Drake and pushed him up against the front door. He didn’t resist as she let her tongue thrust into his mouth and her hand started to rub against his cock.

  Instantly he was hard for her and wanted to bring her into the house. But the voice of Sam was in his ear about the rules of the game and he remembered that he wasn’t supposed to fuck anyone else except the women who were in the house.

  But the dates didn’t really start until tomorrow; maybe it would be alright for him to have one last night of fun with Rose.

  “Just a second Rose, I’m sorry. I have to make a quick phone call.”

  Drake moved inside the front door and dialed Sam quickly.

  “Can I fuck Rose?”

  “What? No. You have a house full of women. Why would you want to fuck Rose?”

  “She showed up at the house.”

  “Drake, No. Send her away. You have plenty of other women to choose from.”

  “Are you sure? She is a sexy and intelligent woman too.”

  “No Drake, send her away right now.”

  “Sam, come on, you’re such a hard-ass.” Drake opened the front door and continued to talk to Sam. “Alright, I’ll send her away. But I’m blaming you.”

  Sam hung up the phone and Drake turned to Rose to try and explain why he needed to tell her to leave. But he couldn’t think of any good reason.

  “I just can’t tonight. I’ll definitely call you, though.”

  Drake went back inside quickly and left Rose on the front porch. She eventually turned and left the grounds, but she really had no idea what was going on at all.

  Drake hated that he had just sent Rose away. He really had enjoyed his night with her and wanted to get to know her better. He thought about asking her to join their little game for the week, but then he decided she wouldn’t want to do that.

  Rose had already had her night with Drake and she didn’t have to fight with six other women to get her time with him. Drake decided that she would not like the idea of now having to share Drake with other women.

  As Drake headed up to his bedroom he thought about the week ahead and how much fun it was going to be. It was going to be a very memorable week, he knew that for sure. He went into his room and finally got to lay down. Sleep couldn’t come fast enough for him, Drake was physically and emotionally exhausted from trying to get to know all of the women.

  He closed his eyes and tried to think about each of the women and what their names were. He went through them one at a time and then tried to remember what they had said they did for work. It was too much to remember for one night, though and he hoped he would be able to do better after spending another day with them.

  Then from the back yard, Drake heard a loud noise. He jumped up and looked out the window to see what looked like a person sneaking into the pool house.

  Drake didn’t know if it was Rose trying to sneak in or if it was someone trying to rob him. He grabbed his handgun and made his way downstairs.

  No way was he going to let some lowlife rob his house again. That had happened before and he wouldn't allow it this time.

  Drake kicked down the door to his pool house and turned the light on. He wasn't prepared for what he saw.

  “Oh, it’s you,” said Drake with playful smile. “Let the games begin!”

  The Billionaire’s Hunt

  Victoria

  The Billionaire Bachelor Series 2

  Chapter 1

  Drake walked into the pool house expecting to see a burglar, but instead found Victoria naked lying on the couch. It was a pleasant surprise that Drake instantly got excited about. Not very often did he have the pleasure of having a naked woman waiting for him. He could get used to something like that.

  Typically, Drake was the one who brought the women back to his place, so they never really had the opportunity to surprise him.

  “Oh, it’s you,” he said as he stood in the doorway.

  “Well, it’s midnight and I was scheduled as your first date. So, I didn’t want to waste any time. I think we should get to know each other,” Victoria said.

  “Smart thinking,” Drake said as he walked over to her.

  Drake couldn’t stop staring at Victoria’s thin body as it lay on his couch. Her skin was like porcelain and she looked like he could break her in half, she was so tiny. The confidence in her eyes made up for how frail her body looked. Victoria was certainly a woman who knew how to go after what she wanted.

  There was a book next to Victoria, it appeared she had been reading while she waited for the clock to strike midnight and Drake to come to her. He couldn’t help but glance down and saw she was reading Bill Bryson’s book A Short History of Nearly Everything. Drake couldn’t help but smile. He remembered reading that book on a business trip once and thinking how much he wished he could find a woman that enjoyed history as much as he did.

  Victoria being naked and having that book next to her was just enough to send Drake right to her side
. They could get to know each other later, for the time being he wanted to feel that delicate skin of hers under his fingertips.

  Drake kneeled down next to Victoria on the couch and let his hands explore her body. Most women would have closed their eyes at the intimate nature of the moment, but not Victoria; she continued to look at Drake and take in the passion in his eyes. She wasn’t about to take any moment she had with him for granted.

  “You are a very beautiful woman,” Drake said as his hand moved from her toes up her thigh.

  “Thank you.”

  Victoria felt the power in his touch and wanted more of Drake. She wanted all of him. Her hands wrapped around his neck and pulled him toward her so they could kiss. Victoria wasn’t normally as forward as she was in that moment. But she knew there was only 24 hours of time for her to spend with Drake and she wasn’t going to waste a single moment of it.

  She rallied all of her old high school acting classes and did the best she could to pretend like she was full of confidence. Drake wasn’t going to fall for a woman who wasn’t confident, Victoria knew that. But she also knew she was very far away from being fully confident in herself. Most evenings she wondered if she would ever find a man that would love her. But on that night, Victoria threw aside all of her self-doubt and made an effort to be the confident woman she always wanted to be.

  Many of the other women in the house were more beautiful than Victoria, or so she thought. There were women of all shapes and sizes. But Victoria felt like she was the outcast in the group. As a Harvard history professor, Victoria was a quiet woman by nature. But in the bedroom, she was open for anything and she wanted Drake to know that up front. She wasn’t about to throw away the opportunity to form a long-lasting connection with the most eligible bachelor in Los Angeles.

  As Victoria took control and pulled Drake toward her, he couldn’t help but remember the words of advice from his assistant. Samantha had reminded Drake that the week was supposed to be different than his usual one-night stands. Drake needed to concentrate on getting to know the women. For Drake, it was out of his comfort zone to actually try and get to know a woman instead of just fucking her.