Billionaire Crave: A Billionaire Romance

by Lauren Wood

  When it became clear that I wasn’t going to give him the opportunity that he wanted, he started to move around some things and suddenly my money was produced. I was going to forget that the fact that it was in the house, in the same bags given to him. All the talk about needing the computer for a transfer was bogus. I didn’t like the idea of him bald-face lying to me in such a way.

  As I was leaving, he said something to me about Anna. He still thought it was my sister I had with me and I wasn’t going to correct him again, but I let him know under no uncertain terms what I would do to him if I caught him near her again.

  “My kindness is an experiment that you don’t want to test Gulf. I see you again, I’m going to shoot first.”

  Kristin

  I don't know exactly what I was expecting, but I didn't expect Red to come out looking so calm. It was obvious by the large bags that he handed to Dennis and another man, that he got when he came for. I didn't have to guess much to know that he got every dime of his money back. I had thought that it was going to go in much different way, but once again I was wrong.

  “Are you ready to go?”

  I didn't say anything because, while he appeared calm on the surface, it was pretty clear to me that he was a little tumultuous on the inside. He was holding it in well, but he certainly wasn't happy. I wasn’t going to get in his way, that was for sure.

  Following the man out, it was strange to realize how much money was in those bags. I had never seen that much money in my life, I don't think most people had. The world that Red lived in was not a world that many people we're accustomed to and I certainly wasn’t. I had this feeling that it was going to be a lot more gangster, but it didn't turn out that way at all. Maybe he was a businessman, or maybe something else.

  I didn't say much of anything while we got in the car and the trunk was loaded. Dennis and the other man got another vehicle and we were alone in the car for a bit before the driver got in. He asked me if I was okay and I told him that of course I was.

  “I didn't have to do anything.”

  “Yeah, but I shouldn’t have brought you in front of Golf. I could see that it bothered you.”

  It was sweet to think that he thought of my feelings. I had never had a guy that would go through so much trouble for me. The boyfriend I had now was nice, but he was a boy. And Red was a man.

  “I’m fine. Did you get what you came for?”

  “I did.”

  This was the time that I should have asked him when I was going to be going home. We were closer to my home than I had been in a very long time, but I said nothing. I didn't say a word as we drove back to the airstrip and I didn't say a word when we got on the plane. I did not ask him where we were going, even though I already knew where it was. I knew that soon I was going to see the city lights of New York and for some reason I wanted that. For the last few days that I've been with Red, I told myself that I wanted to go home. Everything that I have done was for that end, but now I didn't want to go. What does that mean?

  “You are certainly quiet today.”

  “Lot of excitement for one day. I don't think I had this much excitement in the year. I don't know how you do it Red. You must be exhausted all the time.”

  By the look on his face it appeared that he was never tired. The glint in his eyes that he gave me, I almost thought that he was ready to go again. I wasn't sure if I was.

  “I am not usually too tired. I'm certainly not tired now, I must've got my second wind. Are you ready for more?”

  I shook my head that I wasn’t.

  “Not at all. I’m tired and I’m wore out. I just want to sleep. Do you think I can use your head as a pillow?”

  I wanted to be near him, but at the same time, I had to make it clear that it had to be platonic. I couldn’t take him full tilt right now. I really couldn’t. The last few days had been a lot and for some reason, I felt like it was all over now and that just blew out the rest of the wind in my sails.

  “Come now Kristin, I told you that I wouldn't push you if you weren’t ready.”

  “Good 'cause I can't right now. You have worn me out. I don't know where you get all your energy from, but I’m beat.”

  “I get it from you, being around you.”

  “Is that why you told Golf that you were turning over a new leaf? Because of me?”

  He had this look at his face like he didn't like that I knew what he was talking about. It appeared that Red liked to be mysterious, but he wasn’t that mysterious at all. He was actually kind of sweet. He would do whatever it took to save the people he loved, and I was lucky to be one of those people. The feeling was mutual, and I wanted him to know that, but it wasn’t something that I’d ever said before.

  “I don't want to do bad things if I don't have to. Sometimes it's easier that way, but you reminded me that a gentle touch would work just as well. It has been awhile since I thought about it. You make me think Kristin and that is never a bad thing.”

  I think that was as close as I was going to get about finding out what he did in there. I am sure that my idea of a gentle touch and his idea, were two very different things. But I liked the idea that he wanted to think it over first. It was not hard to see that Red was capable of many things. What he had to go through and who he had to deal with to get his hands on what I saw in his upper levels of the apartment, told me that he had done many things that would most likely have scared me to death.

  Leaning over his shoulder, I started to immediately relax. There was something in the way his heart beat in his chest that settled me down. It was surprising how quickly I could get used to him. And in only a few days, it felt like I was meant to be here. And I was meant to be with Red, even though it didn't make any sense. I shouldn't feel this way so soon, but it was impossible to deny it.

  He was talking to me as I went to sleep. I'm not even sure what it was about because all I could hear was the steadiness of his heartbeat underneath my ear. I didn't awaken until we had touchdown and he was shaking me a little bit to wake me up.

  “Kristin were home.”

  For a minute, I thought he was talking about London, even though I was almost immediately sad that he had taken me back to my flat. It was the last place that I wanted to be, if I was honest with myself. I wanted to be with him in New York and I was genuinely relieved when I saw the skyscrapers beside me. I don't know if it was just a slip of the tongue on his part, or if I was just reading into it too much, but I really liked the way that sounded.

  “I know that you probably have some questions Kristin, now that we're back. We can talk about that when we get inside.”

  He was talking about me going back to London and the realization that I was happier here, made me a little nervous that he was going to take me back. Of course, now that I realized that I want to just say.

  Red

  “Baby, we have to get ready. We are going to be late for work if you don’t get your pretty little ass out of that shower.”

  “You are the one that wanted to stay in bed late. You’re the boss. Why are you so worried about it?”

  Kristin didn’t seem to mind strolling into the office an hour or two late, but boss or not, how could I ask others to come to work on time, when I wasn’t even able to manage it myself? She was the one that got up looking all delectable. Of course I had to pull her back into bed for a spell. I was just going to have to wake up earlier, though then I knew that I would most likely just take longer with her. It had been months now and I still couldn’t get enough of her. All of those other women were just wrong for me. That’s all it was.

  I pulled the curtain back and she pretended like she didn’t want me to see her, covering her body. It just made it far worse and I knew that I was going to be even later. I shouldn’t have taken a look at her like that. It was literally the worst thing that I could have done.

  “Fuck.”

  “I told you I would be out in a minute. It’s been like ten seconds Red.”

  “I know, but now y
ou’re not going to be getting out.”

  She grinned at me with that devilish look and I was sure that she knew what I was talking about. I wasn’t going to let her leave the shower. She had shown me too much and I wasn’t going to be able to walk away.

  “Damn it woman. We are going to have to start getting ready at five in the morning, to get to the office by nine.”

  I was bitching, at the same time that I was taking my clothes off. It was hard to say it, but there was a part of me that wanted her to be the one to end the madness. All she had to do was say one word and I would stop. She knew that, but Kristin didn’t want me to stop. She encouraged me every chance she got and it was driving me crazy.

  “I thought you didn’t want to be late baby?”

  I growled at her and that only made her giggle. “Have you already changed your mind Red?”

  “Yes, now move over Kristin.”

  I was naked and so damn hard. I would have thought that after a certain amount of time, I would have been able to tone down my reactions to her, but I was so wrong. It seemed like I was never going to get enough of her.

  With Kristin, I never had a chance. As innocent and naive as I thought she was in the beginning, she had certainly changed. I was the one eating out of the palm of her hand now and I can't say that I didn't like it. I didn't mind because I knew that she was mine.

  Kristin came on to me, kissing me and encircling her arms around my neck. I loved the way she felt against me and she took every opportunity to press her curves against my hard knot. She rubbed continupusly against the hard length in between my legs and laughed a little bit when I picked her up and pressed against the wall. She knew exactly what was going to happen next, we both did. Because we had done it so many times before.

  “What am I going to do with you?”

  “You’re going to fuck me. That's what you're going to do.”

  I loved when she talked dirty and when she cursed. For some reason, it just seemed wrong coming out of her mouth and I love the way it sounded. Kristin sounded like a naughty little girl that needed to be put back in her place.

  Sliding into her was the closest thing I was ever going to get to heaven. If it did in fact exist, I doubted that I was going to make it, so I was going to have to partake in it as long as I was here.

  I heard her moan and a shiver ran up my spine. Something about her made me want her even more. I don't think I was ever going to get sick of her, I knew that I wouldn't. Each whimper and whine that I was able to pull out of here was like music to my ears. She just felt so damn good, I had to close my eyes before I busted too early.

  Pulling out, she immediately whined to let me know that she wasn’t happy with me. The sound penetrated my bones and I turned her around. This way I wouldn’t watch her face as she came, which was my biggest down fall. She made the sweetest faces and it was so damn easy to spunk when I saw it.

  I slid back into her and we both sighed in relief. Being in her was the only time that I felt complete. I didn’t move as fast as before, trying to savor it, but soon Kristin was pushing back on the tile wall, forcing me into her faster. She wasn’t wanting to take our time and her action was hard to fight against. It made me want it hard and fast and before long, I was watching my cock disappear inside of her repeatedly.

  “Fuck Kristin. We need to slow down.”

  She wasn’t listening, already coming, her head falling back onto my shoulder as she kissed my lips. Her hand moved to pull one of mine off of her hip and to her breast. I squeezed on the nipple and the moaning sound got louder. I could feel the sudden slickness of her orgasm and I was relieved. I wasn’t going to last much longer.

  “Now Red, or we’re going to be late.”

  It wasn’t like I needed her permission, but once she said those words out loud, I let myself take the build-up where it was going to go. It was seconds only before I was shooting off inside of her.

  Staying deep inside of her for several moments, she finally pushed back against me.

  “I need to rinse off and get dressed. My boss is a real ball-buster when it comes to being late.”

  Kristin grinned at me and I just smiled back at her. She was so cute and clever. I was still recovering from the orgasm and she was bopping around. My cock was still hard and I debated if I could justify another go since it was so quick. That sounded logical to me.

  When I moved towards her with that intention, she brushed me off. “You’re the one that said you didn’t want to be late. I feel better now.”

  Kristin started to get out, but I dragged her back in.

  “There’s no way that you are going to leave me like this. I need you.”

  She looked down at the part of me, extending out to her and she wrapped her small hand around it.

  “We are never going to make it to work at this rate.”

  Kristin was probably right, but I was the boss after all.

  “I think it’s a good day to take off, don’t you?”

  I slid inside of her again and she gasped. Kristin wasn’t able to answer, my hips pulling back and thrusting deep. Maybe it was time to take off more than a few days. I could do this for weeks.

  THE END

  ACCIDENTALLY MET HER (SAMPLE)

  Blurb:

  “Las Vegas was the place to get hitched.”

  That wasn’t something I thought about. Marriage.

  Then I met Candy, a beautiful redhead with a svelte body.

  I knew I had to have her. I had to make her mine.

  One taste of her sweet lips and then I made her scream my name.

  I woke up to an empty bed, her wedding ring in the sheets.

  Our marriage wasn’t real.

  I let her go, knowing that she would come back to me.

  When she did, Candy belonged to someone else.

  But I don’t lose.

  And I’m not giving her up without a fight.

  I married her and now she’s mine for good.

  Her and my baby that she was carrying.

  Candy

  We were halfway through the ceremony when it got to the part about speaking now or forever holding their peace. I looked out to the people that were behind us and I don’t know why, but the knot that had been growing in my stomach was sure that someone was going to pop up and say that we couldn’t be married. I saw it happening several times in my head, so when an older man did stand up and said those very words, I wasn’t really hearing it. “What?”

  Jax was cursing under his breath, asking the man what the hell was going on. I was like Jax, I wanted to know as well. I didn't know who the person was standing there, but he didn't look so happy to be getting all the attention now. The attention he was getting, was not a good intention and I almost felt sorry for him if he wasn't in the middle of ruining my wedding.

  “I work for the office of Cheryl Roberts. I just found out some information when doing the background check that was requested by the groom and I found out that the bride-to-be is already married. So, since she is already legally married, there can be no wedding today. I am sorry that I had to say it like this, but it is impossible to talk to either one of you before the wedding. Your security is rather strong.”

  My mouth was open, and the reason was that I had no idea what he was talking about. First off, is the fact that Jax had had him check up on me. That was weird enough, but the fact that they thought I was married was ridiculous.

  I looked to Jax and told him that there had to be some kind of mistake. I wasn't married, never had been married and I would have told him if I was. This was all just some huge mistake.

  He wanted to believe me, but he also wanted to hear to what the old man had to say as well. He must have trusted his lawyer, more than he trusted me. I don't know where he got his information from, but he was wrong. I would know if I was married.

  “She says that it isn't true. Do you have proof?”

  The old man looked stricken for a moment and started to pat down his pockets. It was clear
that he had some sort of proof, but I was sure that it was just going to be a big misunderstanding. It was someone with my name, something like that. It was the only thing that I could come up with.

  When he walked towards us, Jax took the paper out of his hand in a not too nice way. I could tell that my husband-to-be was frustrated, and I didn't blame him. I was frustrated as well, more like humiliated and I wanted someone to pay for this. Whoever had messed up, should have to pay for this moment because this was happening in front of everyone that I knew.

  Jax looked back at me and I will never forget the expression on his face. It called me a liar, even if his lips did not. I could tell by the way that he was looking at me, that he believed what the man said was true.

  Now, I wanted to see what was on that paper and I put my hand out, asking for him to let me see it. If a piece of paper was going to ruin my life, I at least wanted to know what it said.

  It looked like Jax didn’t want to give it to me, so I snatched it out of his hand. I wanted to know what was going on and I hated all the attention that we were getting. This was not how this was all supposed to go. In my head, it was all supposed to turn out so much better.

  When I finally started to look at it, there was a name that I didn't recognize. What I did recognize though, was my signature on the bottom of the page. Looking further I could see that it was done in Las Vegas. I had been there a few years back, for a bachelorette party , but I was just getting out of college at the time and I don't remember much of it.

  I didn’t remember Las Vegas at all, though I did wake up one morning in a bed that wasn't mine. I of course, got out of there as fast as I could, but now I was starting to wonder what happened. There were several hours of my life that I couldn't remember, and I was afraid that maybe this paperwork had something to do with the missing time. Did I really get married?