(2 Book Box Set) Loving The White Billionaire: 2 & 3

by Monica Brooks

  “That son of a bitch!!” I yelled outraged as I shot to my feet.

  “I know girl! I was pissed off and about to jump in my car and find him!”

  “I can’t believe he would do something like that!

  “I know, but don’t let that ruin your vacation ok? If it makes you feel any better, Michael cussed his ass out as soon as he found out over the phone! He said if he saw him again, he would beat his ass for hurting his little sister and lying to him!”

  “He called me his little sister? That’s so sweet,” I said turning into Axel’s arms.

  “You know he loves you, girl. We all do. Now get back to your vacation and call me whenever you need to.”

  “I love you, Josie.”

  “I love you too boo!” she said goofily making me laugh.

  We hung up the phone, as I turned to look up at Axel. He was smiling down at me before he kissed my cheek. He came up to touch my nose gently with his forefinger before running his fingers through my thick hair.

  “Let’s get some room service; I’m starving.”

  “Me too,” I said as I completely forgot about calling my brothers.

  A day had passed since our first night together. Realizing that we’d missed the 4th of July special didn’t seem so bad, as I watched fireworks explode from our window. I was dressed in a slouchy shirt that bared both of my shoulders while it showed my heart shaped rump. The glow of the explosions illuminated the room as the lights were off. My hair tickled my shoulder as Axel came up behind me.

  His hand was at the small of my back before his lips were against my ear.

  “How about we go away this weekend?” he asked me.

  I laughed, “We are away.”

  “Remember the first time you went to Italy?” he asked me before turning me around.

  His hand stayed at the small of my back as his other came up to hold my hand as he began to sway me to the music that was playing outside, almost as if on Que..

  “Of course I do! Are you saying you want to take me to Italy?” I asked not being able to contain my excitement. Italy was the most fun I’d had in my whole life!

  “I’m saying that I want to take you to Italy, Spain, and France. But only if you’re up to it,” he asked me as we swayed. “I know we haven't known each other for long at all, but I feel something for you that I haven’t felt before. I want us to explore each other,” he said before twirling me around; the backs of my knees were now against the bed before he held my back and dipped me.

  I smiled when the plush of the bed surrounded me before Axel covered his body with mine. He bent low to tease my lips with a gentle kiss. His eyes were on mine momentarily before they shifted to my lips.

  “I want to taste you in Italy,” he said before kissing my lips deeply. “And I want to feel your body around mine in Spain,” his hands roamed my flesh as if for the first time.

  “Axel,” I whispered.

  “And I want to hear you scream my name in France,” he said as his hand slid between my legs in search of my pleasure spot.

  “Oh, Axel,” I moaned through a smile as my hands came up to twist the sheet above me in pleasure, “You really know how to make a girl happy.”

  ***

  Morning came sooner than I’d anticipated. I was used to getting to sleep, but Axel said the plane was leaving the airport early. I threw together a comfy and cute outfit, and decided to wear my curls in a bun on top of my head. Our bags were packed the night before, making it easier to get the ball rolling.

  I was ready to get going, but I needed to talk to Sonya before I left. She had been such a good friend to me this whole time; I needed to stay in touch with her when I got back to the states. I’d told Axel my intentions, and he said that was fine with him, and stayed behind in the suite as I made my way towards the front lobby.

  “Are you leaving me?” Sonya asked as she read my expression.

  “Yes, Axel’s taking me to Europe!”

  “Euro trip!” Sonya exclaimed as I laughed along with her.

  “I really need to keep in touch with you! Let me give you my number.”

  “Aw! Of course, you call me when you get back from Europe and let me know how the trip went.”

  “I definitely will. I really want you to meet my best friend, Josie! You are her twin!” I said as we exchanged numbers.

  “Maybe I could make a trip to where you live someday!” Sonya offered.

  “OH! That would be nice!” I said extending my arms as Sonya came around the counter to give me a hug.

  “Well, you let me know! Fue un placer conocerte! It was nice meeting you,” she translated in English as I saw Axel come towards the counter with our bags in tow

  “I’m going to miss you, I’ll be sure to take plenty of pictures while we’re on vacation. Bye Sonya!”

  “Adios!”

  Chapter Three

  Yes, I knew that Axel was a very wealthy. No, I did not realize that he owned his own private jet. Why he chose to stay at a resort and not something more secluded while he was here, I will never know.

  Either way I wasn’t complaining. I went from driving in a Kia to cruising the skies in a private jet. Though that’s not what shaped him in my mind, I did find it impressive that at just thirty five, he had helped build an empire. Taking his hand as he led me to the jet, my eyes widened when I took in the view of the interior of the jet.

  A dark reddish brown carpet set a beautiful contrast against the crème colored seats that were adorned with red and brown striped travel pillows. In front of the super plush and seemingly reclineable seats stood built in foldable tables that held small appetizers and three white roses in a vase.

  “Color me impressed, Axel. This looks super comfy,” I said before taking a seat in one of the chairs.

  “Thank you, just make yourself comfortable. If you need anything, just let me know and I’ll fix you something to eat.”

  “We have smoked salmon?” he said coming over to place his hands on either armrest of the chair.

  “Sounds delicious,” I said before he kissed my lips.

  “Let me grab dinner, and I’ll be right back,” he said before kissing me two more times.

  I watched him as he walked deeper into the plane before he disappeared behind a curtain. I was still in awe of my surroundings and looked away from him momentarily as I studied the interior. Looking out of the window, I noticed the palm trees that I grew to love while I was here. I then thought about my comment about Godzilla when Axel and I first met.

  My mind flashed back to the first time in the lobby, just before our date. I remembered that moment when I was about to turn around and leave because I was starting to break down. Tilting my head to the side before twirling one of my curls between my fingers, I thought about that embarrassing time when I actually did break down and spilled water all over his pants.

  How humiliating to have to walk around with soaking wet pants? But he didn’t get mad; instead he came to my room to comfort me. I smiled slightly at the thought of it. Where did they make men like Axel? And how in the world had I lucked out the way I had?

  “What are you dreaming about over there?” I heard Axel ask as he carried a small platter towards me.

  “You…?” I said teasingly.

  “I am irresistible,” he said jokingly as pretending to flip his hair over his shoulder.

  “Axel, you’re too much!” I said as he sat before me at the table.

  “So Mr., tell me more about your childhood,” I said before taking a bite of smoked salmon.

  “Well, what do you want to know?”

  “Well, I know your mom called you sausage and that you were chunky but, I want to know more.”

  “I was actually big into dogs when I was about fourteen. I loved Beagles. My Dad bought me one after I told him that I hated dogs. I never felt the same about dogs after that, Beagles, in particular.”

  At that moment, the pilot entered alerting us that we would be taking off soon and that we would
be landing in Spain in about eight hours. Axel reassured me with the promise of in-flight movies, plenty of food, and of course all of the time with him that I wanted. When the pilot left, Axel continued with his story.

  “I went to a dog show once; we won first place. And then he got hit by a car.”

  “Oh my goodness!” I said nearly choking on my sashimi.

  “Sorry, that was meant to be a joke,” he said standing up to pat my back.

  “We’re about to take off, please remain seated and buckle up.”

  Listening to the instructions, Axel sat back down in his seat and buckled himself in as I did the same. I was about to say something when the jet jerked into motion, ceasing my words for a later time. I placed my hand on my chest as I saw the airport start to move around us as we began to take flight. Soon we were off of the ground and into the air. I was afraid of heights yes, but I wanted to remember this moment.

  “It’s astounding isn’t it?” Axel asked as he reached across the table to hold my hand in his. I looked away from the window and smiled.

  “It really is. The world looks so small from up here,” I said as the objects on the ground became smaller and smaller.

  “By the way, as soon as we reach our cruising altitude, I’m tearing those clothes off with my teeth,” he said seductively shocking me by the intensity.

  Before I could say anything he’d already, purposely, continued on with his story. I laughed at the point when he told me Smeagle, the beagle, used to pig out with him when his friends were out playing sports. He said that a lot of times, Smeagle would be there when his human friends weren’t.

  Although he’d been joking before about Smeagle being hit by a car, his canine companion did actually die. Apparently, the foods that he gave his dog started to slowly poison him until Smeagle’s heart finally stopped. I comforted him when he told me that it was the saddest day of his life. Smeagle was only three years old when he’d passed.

  “That’s a sad story,” I commented.

  “My dad didn't think so. He was actually angry. He told me that’s how I was going to end up. He didn’t even give him a proper burial. Just threw him in the bed of his truck and went for a drive. When he came back…no Smeagle.”

  I could still see the slight twinge of pain in his eyes at the memory.

  “I’m sorry to hear that Axel. I wish I could relate to you, but I’m allergic to animals with fur.”

  “Well then,” he said before popping a piece of sashimi into his mouth, “Good for you,” he said sincerely before chewing.

  “On a happier note. How old were you when you had your first girlfriend?”

  “Actually, I was thirteen. Her name was Candice,” he said.

  “Candice?” I asked with interest.

  “Yes, Candice from Cambodia, or so she thought. Yes she did look the part but her parents always gave her that look when she would bring it up.”

  “That, we hate covering up your lies that you’re using to impress your boyfriend, look?” I said hitting it right on the head.

  “Exactly. But other than that, I was head over heels for that little girl. She was much shorter than me at only four foot ten, but she was such a fireball. She thought she was bigger than she was and she would actually stand up for me. We got into a lot of fights because of her short temper.

  “Her parents finally had to pull her out of school and forbade us from ever being together. She always used to talk in gibberish and tell me that it was Cambodian for ‘we will never be apart’. I used to laugh on the inside because she would change the words every so often!” he said as we both burst out into laughter.

  “That’s so funny! How long were you two together?” I asked, unbuckling my seatbelt before coming over to sit in his lap.

  “One year. That was just before my dad got me Smeagle.”

  “He probably felt sorry that you’d lost your girlfriend, huh?”

  “Come to think of it, probably,” he said as he smoothed out the material of my pants along my thigh.

  “Any other girlfriends after that?”

  “Not even one. I’d gotten my heaviest by then and felt ashamed. Not until I started hitting the gym did I even think about getting another girlfriend.”

  “Wow, then you were single for twelve years? Does that actually happen to guys?” I asked astounded.

  “It did for this guy. I mean I went on dates that were usually set up by my college buddies, but, they never went any further.”

  “Aww, they didn’t give themselves the chance of knowing you for who you were.”

  “College girls are into muscles. I honestly didn’t have enough confidence or self-esteem to blame them.”

  “Well, you do now. I would’ve given you a chance. Well, probably not, but not because you were chunky.”

  “But because I’m white,” he said bluntly.

  “Ain’t that a shame?”

  “I wouldn’t have ever been able to approach you when I was younger. Not because you’re black, but because you are an amazing woman.”

  His words rendered me speechless.

  “I mean it’s not just your looks; you’re the whole package,” he said giving my hips a playful pinch.

  “Axel…you’re going to make me attempt to blush,” I said causing him to burst into a fit of laughter.

  “That was a good one! But,” he said lifting me, and carrying me to a wider more comfortable seat. “I did say that I wanted to tear those clothes off with my teeth as soon as we reached our altitude,” he said before laying me down.

  “That’s true,” I said eagerly.

  “Aren’t you happy I’m a man of my word?”

  ***

  When we reached Spain, it was just starting to get dark. The sunset was so beautiful, as its light danced on the surface of the rustic buildings. I thought to myself, as we ventured through the streets of Barcelona on the way to our hotel from the airport, what must people from Spain think of the US? After being surround by such amazing buildings, they must think we live so plain.

  We trekked up the stairs after we checked in and passed the lobby, and finally made it to our room. Our bags were already in place as the bell boy had already visited our room. All that was left to do was enter. And what a room it was.

  I couldn’t say that I should’ve been surprised, but I was. Not matter how many flashy things I’d seen since meeting Axel, I wouldn’t be able to get used to them anytime soon. I realized that we were in the penthouse suite, but I’d never had the pleasure of experiencing one in person.

  I felt like a celebrity as I walked through the doorway and onto the solid marble floors. There were columns that framed the solarium, and also the huge glass doors that lead to the incredible garden balcony that was illuminated by soft glowing lights. The resting area donned enormous and plush brown suede couches, a modern glass coffee table, and a huge eighty inch flat screen television. I heard a soft trickling coming down the hall, and looking back at Axel, I noted that my suspicion of his actions wasn’t entirely irrational. The look on his face said it all.

  “Did you have someone run the bathwater?” I asked as we made our way down the long and extravagant hall towards the sound.

  “It’s possible,” he said as he turned me towards the bathroom.

  I was shocked by the romantic glow of the candles that flickered around the room. On the counters, on the walls, and even around the large bath filled with red rose petals. I smiled as I took in the scent. There was nothing like smell of freshly plucked rose petals.

  “Axel, you did this for me?” I asked as he turned me to face him.

  “I’m a hopeless romantic,” he said before pressing his lips gently against mine.

  “This is all so amazing. Come in with me,” I said as I began to take off my clothes.

  “Really? You don’t want to bathe alone?” he asked as I stood naked before him before reaching for his own clothes.

  “Why would I want to?” I asked before pausing to look in his eyes. My fin
gers were on the buttons of his shirt.

  “Nothing. I’ll go grab some wine.”

  “No, no wine. I just want you,” I said pulling him back into me.

  He smiled as he took my face between his hands. He stroked my bottom lips with his fingers twice before replacing his thumb with his lips. As I broke the kiss, I smiled and led him towards the steps of the tub by his hand. As we settled in, I smiled at his reaction to the heat of the water. He finally adjusted to the temperature before I settled my back against his chest.

  “Oh! This feels so good. This is perfect Axel,” I said leaning against his thick forearm and kissing it, “It really is.”

  He chuckled. “I’m glad I did this. I have to say, I wasn’t expecting you to want me to join you, but I sure am glad you did,” he said snuggling me against his chest.

  “Why would I not want you to enjoy this with me?”

  “I’ve had experiences in the past where the woman wanted to bathe by herself.”

  “Bathing in what you could give her,” I stated.

  “Exactly.”

  “I don’t understand that, Axel. I mean, you’re incredibly handsome, and you’re such a gentleman,” I said kissing his jawline.

  “A lot of women have been treated like trash, so much so that they end up turning into trash.”

  “That’s the sad truth,” I said resting my arms on his knees.

  “I’m not saying that all women turn out that way. You’re like a diamond, baby,” he said against my ear.

  “Thank you, Axel. It feels so good to hear you say that.”

  “It’s nothing but the truth,” he said as he lay his hand intimately on my breast.

  His touch wasn’t in a sexual manner. It didn’t make me feel like at any moment he would flip me over, and bury himself inside me. It made me feel, safe, protected, and warm. I’d been an adult since I was eighteen, but Axel truly made me feel like a woman.

  I watched his hand as it began to slowly wander away from my breast and down my torso. He then moved his hand down my legs, caressing them gently before finding my hand. He entwined our fingers and kissed them one by one. He studied me like I was a book with all of his answers.