Maid For The Tycoon: A BWWM Billionaire Romance

by Lacey Legend

  He waited patiently as the waiting staff cleared up. Even then, some women chose to loiter, wondering if they would have a final opportunity to outsmart the competition. Jenna appeared in her waitress uniform with a thin cardigan.

  “Are we leaving through the back entrance?”

  “No,” said Spencer firmly. “We’re going via the front, unless you’re uncomfortable with that.”

  As they stepped out, Spencer holding Jenna’s hand tightly, the flash of cameras blinded them both. Spencer held up a hand to dull his vision to see his town car, but made no attempt to cover Jenna up or disguise with whom he was leaving the premises.

  Graham leaped out of the driver’s seat and opened the door for the couple to get in the limo. Taking his place, they drove slowly away from the mounting paparazzi.

  “And where are we headed, sir?” asked Graham politely.

  “That would be Jenna’s choice.”

  “Back to yours,” asserted Jenna. “We have some talking to do.”

  Arriving at Spencer’s apartment building, Jenna smiled as she was reminded of her many visits here as a cleaner.

  “Nothing changes, hey?” said Spencer.

  “Everything changes,” she contradicted him.

  As they took the lift up and Spencer opened the door to the penthouse suite the two of them were transported to the very first night Jenna accompanied Spencer as his date to the charity gala dinner.

  Spencer led her to the bedroom and sat on the bed, his legs spread wide.

  “We need to talk,” Jenna said kindly.

  “We have all the time in the world to talk, Jenna, but right now that waitress outfit is really doing it for me,” he uttered. “Take it off – slowly.”

  Jenna shook her head. Spencer sensed it wasn’t out of rejection; he could only attribute her reluctance to being body shy.

  Standing up, Spencer walked toward her. Closing his eyes, he bowed his head to meet her lips. The kiss was warm and soft and Jenna felt herself caught up in the emotion the two had never managed to say to one another.

  He pulled at white strap of her apron and let it slide to the ground. Fingers tentatively exploring her garment, he found a button at the back of her neck. Unbuttoning it and lowering the zip. he loosened the black waitress uniform. From there, he tugged it over her arms and watched the material gather toward her waist.

  Her black bra was tantalizing against her dark skin. Spencer reached behind and unclasped the clip. Her pert breasts fell and he shut his eyes again as his hands went to cup them. The hardening of her nipples at his touch and exposure to the cool air of the flat had his cock hardening.

  Spencer kissed her more deeply, letting his tongue press into her mouth. As he did so, he let one hand wriggle between her thighs and move its way upward. His hand cupped the crotch of her panties and could feel dampness through the cotton. He moaned in her mouth.

  Jenna ground against his cupped hand, enjoying the feel of the mound of Spencer’s palm on her clit. Removing his hand from between her legs, Spencer returned to her waitress uniform and finished unzipping it. He was able to push it over her slender hips.

  Jenna, topless in her underwear, stockings and heels was a picture he’d never forget.

  “Climb on the bed on all fours,” he ordered.

  Jenna shook her head.

  “Not like that,” she murmured.

  Spencer nodded. He slipped out of his own jacket and unbuttoned his shirt at lightning speed. Gracefully, he undid his trousers and kicked them and his shoes and socks aside. Spencer was left standing in his tight-legged Calvin Klein boxers. Jenna couldn’t resist letting her hands trace the outline of his upper body and masculine arms. Spencer permitted Jenna to caress him awhile before continuing with proceedings.

  He dropped to his knees and undid her suspender belt. Taking his time, he rolled her stockings down, letting his hands appreciate the shape of her legs. He assisted Jenna out of her shoes. Just as gently, he rolled her panties down. Lacing his fingers through hers, he drew her toward the bed. Throwing the sheets back, he climbed in and patted the spot next to him. Jenna’s hazel eyes looked into Spencer’s deeply as if to decide whether this was a fatal mistake or a beautiful beginning. Convinced of her decision, she crept in and curled up next to Spencer.

  As he spooned her, she could feel his erection pressed firmly against her buttocks. Reaching behind, she attempted to work her hands into his underwear and grip his heavenly cock. Spencer shoved his own boxers down and relished the firm grip of Jenna’s hand on his throbbing hard-on. Lifting Jenna’s leg, she immediately released his rod from her grasp. Spencer held the base of his prick and rubbed the shaft between her plump dripping pussy lips. He could feel Jenna’s slight frame quivering next to his solid bulk.

  Slowly, he eased the helmet of his cock into her tight slit. She gasped and relaxed when she realized Spencer was in no hurry. He inched himself in slowly and glided gently in and out of her. Due to his length, the bulb of his cock was rubbing against the wall of her vagina. To shallow the penetration, Spencer dislodged himself completely.

  Twisting Jenna until she was laying flat on her back, he climbed between her legs and once again penetrated her in a traditional missionary style. The sex wasn’t fast and fanatic, but it didn’t need to be. The length and girth of Spencer was satisfying for Jenna and the tightness of Jenna’s slit was an ecstasy Spencer had never known.

  As Jenna wrapped her legs around Spencer’s waist, he knew he was able to gradually increase the pace of their lovemaking. Jenna groaned as his cock stretched her, but the weight of Spencer on her and his hot breath on her face had her hips grinding and seeking her own climax. As Spencer thrust hard and deep to orgasm, Jenna peaked seconds afterwards clawing her fingers into Spencer’s bottom to drive him in further and then wrapped her arms round his shoulders so she could enjoy his body settled on hers.

  They were melded as one by sweat and sex and silence. Eventually, Spencer rolled off and took Jenna in his arms to sleep.

  “We still need to talk,” she said.

  “I told you we have all the time in the world to talk.”

  “Actually we’ve got less than nine months.”

  Spencer’s eye lids fluttered opened. He suddenly found himself with renewed energy.

  “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

  “I’m saying I’m pregnant with your child,” said Jenna calmly. “I was going to wait till the three month mark before I told you just to be certain, but as fate brought us together tonight...”

  “Why didn’t you say something earlier?”

  “Because it wasn’t the right time for either of us. I wanted the baby because I love you and that was the reason for me to keep it. I knew you’d want the baby with or without me. I didn’t want you feeling obligated to be a part of the child’s life.”

  “But I want to be,” said Spencer, indignantly.

  “Like you want to be a part of my life?”

  “Of course.”

  “Why do you want to be a part of my life Spencer?”

  “Because,” he paused. “because I love you.”

  “I know you do,” she said smugly. “You once told me you’d wait as long it takes for me when you had no idea what was going on in my life. Anyone who says that must have love in their heart for the person. I had a lot of growing up to do. I think I’m in a position now to accept your love and I know I’m a person that’s able to love you properly.”

  Spencer kissed her.

  “You won’t throw away that waitress outfit just yet will you? I kind of like the idea of the paparazzi photographing you in it tomorrow when we leave to visit your family. It’ll be like we’ve come full circle again. The billionaire and the hired help.”

  Jenna groaned. “I’ll be sure to wear it out so the tabloids get a final story on your love life, but then it’s going in the trash.”

  “I don’t know. You might want to keep it for special occasions,” teased Spencer.

/>   Jenna slapped him. He caught her hands to stop her play fighting. Gently, he put his hand on her belly. “I think we’ve got the perfect story to tell this one when he or she is old enough,” said Spencer seriously.

  “So do I.”

  THE END

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  Amalia Parker is a hard working woman who is determined to reach the top in her career. She has no time for love however when certain men walk into your life you simply have to find the time.

  Matthew Sellars is a self-made billionaire who is incredibly handsome with a charming personality also. He is in the top 1% of men who have it all. Most women would consider a man like him impossible to get.

  When Matthew and Malia meet there is an undeniable attraction. They both know they should not get involved with each other but they can not help themselves and for a while it is good. Very good.

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