Unwrapped by The Billionaire

by Joanna Nicholson

  The feeling of his hands wrapped around her waist cinched tight and his hot breath on the back of her neck made her feel powerless to resist.

  Claire looked down at the beach and could see herself making sweet love in the sand.

  “I just wanted to see how it felt.” Eric let her go, but it took an amazing amount of fortitude to pry his fingers loose.

  They made their way outside and then down the stairs until they were both taking their shoes off. In the distance, there was a boat bobbing up and down in the water with its sails showing a certain freedom from living on the water.

  “I hope you won’t laugh, but I’ve always wanted to cast out amongst the stars. I am very good at sailing. Going from port to port and enjoying other cultures would be a dream come true. I carry this with me.” She pulled out a weathered piece of paper and handed him the photo of the sailboat with her name emblazoned on the hull.

  “Play your cards right and you just might find your wish coming true. I get so caught up in business that I don’t take the time to smell the roses,” he said. “I promised myself that I will retire and then travel abroad, but nobody really knows when their time is up. There’s no time like the present. Don’t let anything stand in your way of your dream. Trust me; you don’t want to live with regrets hanging over your head.” Eric was spellbound by not only the beauty of the property, but the woman who looked good enough to eat.

  “I’m not sure paradise is in my future. It might be for the short term, but I would probably get bored with a continuous diet.” They held their shoes in their hands, wading into the water and then racing each other to make sure the waves didn’t catch them. It was a juvenile act. They were laughing like kids during spring break.

  “Life doesn’t have to be a never ending exercise in futility. I take more insane risks just to feel alive. I know that I have the fate of the company on my shoulders. I enjoy the uncertainty. I don’t think I’ve ever told anybody that before.” Eric sat down with the water dripping off his legs and onto the sand.

  “It’s so peaceful here and we both know people with money take this for granted. Those who have lived robbing Peter to pay Paul would find this something they have been working for all of their lives.” She had this feeling of melancholy and looked at her life as a work in progress.

  “I should be with a woman like you. I can live vicariously through your eyes of innocence and wonder. I’ve had money all of my life and I gravitated to those who spoke my language. It’s the only reason why I got together with my wife, Michelle. She was a friend of the family and we had so much in common. There was no real passion and the wedding night was nothing more than sex.” He felt relieved to get this off his chest. Not even his therapist could make him open up like this.

  “I don’t want you to say anything that’s going to make me yearn for something I can’t have.” Getting to her feet, she wiped off the sand sticking to her legs.

  “I could stay in this moment with you trapped in time for eternity. I know reality is going to ruin everything. Buying this place would give me a refuge and I can’t say the idea doesn’t appeal to me. The stillness in the air has me understanding why people go on vacation to recharge. I always thought they were fooling themselves and a week didn’t seem long enough to shed the layers of responsibility.” Eric watched the waves converge and the look of adventure on those surfing the waves had him wondering where his youth had gone.

  “I’ve learned the hard way it’s never too late to start over. Reinventing yourself takes more than finding a change of scenery,” Claire said. “Paradise has been right here and you have let it slip through your fingers for too long. This place can open you up to the possibilities. You might scoff, but yoga and meditation are something you should seriously consider.” Her spiel was rehearsed, but this was the first time that she really believed the words coming out of her mouth.

  “If you were running the classes, I would be teacher’s pet.” Eric wondered about her ability to stretch more than creativity. The idea of making her feet go over her head was causing him to look at her with fire in his eyes.

  “I want to show you where the master bedroom is and how you can utilize the view to rid yourself of frustration and stress.” She went up the metal spiral staircase, looking over her shoulder and knowing that she was giving him more than he bargained for.

  With a flourish of a magician, she opened the double doors with the red silk sheets on the bed calling attention to the sexual chemistry in the air.

  Walking to the railing, she made sure to put an extra shimmy in her step to make him pant with hungry determination.

  Chapter Five

  Eric waited at the threshold, feeling the breeze from the ocean tickle the hairs on his arms. It did nothing to quell the passion raging with intensity between the uprights. He stood there motionless watching the wind ruffle her dress and it lifted to reveal that her legs went to heaven and beyond.

  “The view is everything you described and more. I’m not just talking about the landscape.” He lifted her with ease and heard her squeal with surprise and delight. Putting her over his shoulder, he could feel her playfully slap at his back in a vain attempt to get away. It wasn’t like she was fighting very hard.

  “You are a brute and I don’t want you to be just another man that is going to let me down. We can stop this before it goes too far.” She wasn’t too proud to say that the feel of his hands was intensifying everything around her. The flash of the fireplace in the corner gave off a glow which satisfied her need for romance.

  He deposited her on the bed and helped to pull back the sheets to what was going to become their love nest. This was highly unlike him. Eric could feel that he was no longer immune to a woman of her sophisticated charm and style.

  He unbuttoned his shirt with the cool wind from outside keeping the temperature from boiling over. The fireplace gave off warmth which was in perfect contrast to what his back was feeling standing in profile.

  “I want you to take off your pants slowly. We have all afternoon and I think that I can put off my other clients until later. It’s going to be worth it to see if you are everything you say you are.” He had her undivided attention and the look of pure unadulterated lust on her face wasn’t something that she could hide easily.

  “I like the way you think. Do you think that it would be inappropriate to give you a lap dance? I know primarily women are usually in a position to do that, but I feel empowered to show you something different.” He was fiddling with a multitude of buttons on the remote control.

  He finally found a soft number and he decided to show her the many hours he had endured at his parents’ request. When his friends were throwing the ball, he was being taught the finer points in various forms of dancing. He might’ve been a white man, but he knew how to move his body to the music playing over the speakers in the bedroom.

  “Be still my heart and it appears that I have lucked out with someone that knows how to dance,” Claire said. “They say you learn a lot about a man from the way they can handle themselves on the dance floor. I get this feeling I have no idea what I have gotten myself into.” She was fixated on a certain part of his anatomy and was tempted to grab onto the stick of dynamite unfurling down the left side of his leg.

  “I cursed my parents for making me take lessons, but I do believe that I owe them a sincere apology.” The feeling was unlike anything he had ever felt before and he wanted to bottle it to keep for those rainy days.

  “I would say they did you a favor and not a lot of men know how to show that kind of sensuality,” she said. “A woman usually judges a man in the first couple of minutes when they meet them. I was mistaken in thinking that you were not worth my time. Your tenacious attitude was the only reason why I succumbed.”

  “I like to think that I don’t give up easily without a good reason. I was willing to see this as a strictly professional understanding, but then you wore that dress. I don’t think I have to mention that all bets were off after
I saw you in a compromising position of bending over in front of me.” He needed something deeper and couldn’t find that with his marriage of convenience.

  Eric and Michelle were destined to unite the forces of their families. With their combined resources, they were practically capable of getting their hands on just about anything. It was a matter of power and playing with that kind of money could become addictive.

  He was grinding on her knee and she could see the form of his package. She was trying to keep her hands to herself, but then she couldn’t imagine a better feeling than running her hands down over his naked chest.

  “You’re one to talk and what you’re wearing made me weak in the knees. I don’t know if that was by design or completely unintentional on your part. It doesn’t matter and I’ve been itching to see what you have been packing.” She reached out and grabbed onto the waistband of his sky blue underwear. Pulling it down and unleashing the beast from within caused her to lose her breath momentarily.

  “I think that one of us is wearing too many clothes and it’s not me.” He attacked her with a vengeance, tearing away the defense of her attire by unzipping it from the back.

  “I do have some catching up to do. It looks like you’re going to have a hand in how fast I get out of my clothes.” Claire covered her breasts with her hands in mock modesty.

  He slapped her hand away and marveled at the pointed tips of her nipples. They projected from her chest. He found that there was no way that he was going to prevent himself from grasping them with his teeth.

  Without saying a word, he approached her, pinning her to the bed and looking down at his captive audience. Her naked body was on display and he couldn’t help but admire her youthful exuberance. There was no beating around the bush. His mouth found itself occupied by those nipples poking against the surface of his tongue.

  “I have very… sensitive nipples.” Claire hugged his head to her chest letting him nurse on those hard pieces of candy.

  She was grateful for having the forethought to adorn her nipples with cherry gloss. It made him ravenous and the sensation was traveling down to her lower extremities.

  She felt the heavy presence of his shaft lying between her breasts with a trail of his excitement leaking from the top. She rubbed it into her skin and manhandled the long and imposing length of his manhood. It slid in between her breasts effortlessly. This was more erotic and the friction was enough to make her pussy sopping wet.

  “I’ve never done this before and I hope I’m doing it right.” His inspiration came from her obvious endowment and it was like the very idea was calling his name.

  “You’re doing…just fine and I think that I can make it better for you.” Claire leaned forward and used her two hands underneath her to prop herself up on the pillows.

  Every time that he came out during one of his thrusts, she invited him into the scorching delight of her mouth.

  Looking down on her, he found the man he had always wanted to be but never had the opportunity. This was the opening that he was looking for. Claire was a woman after his heart with a penchant for kinky perversions.

  “I want you to deep throat me and I know that I’m asking a lot. I’ve never paid for it in my life and my wife is unable to give me what I want,” he said. “I should say she doesn’t want to give me what I want. I’m sure any woman is capable of doing it. They need to be willing to practice to make perfect. The gag reflex can be overcome. I’ve known a few girls in school during my youthful indiscretions that took the trophy.” He was valiantly making the effort to slow down the slow climb of his inevitable orgasm.

  Her mouth was causing him some concern and the feeling superseded all the others who had come before.

  This girl had an open mind and knew how to keep the boys guessing until the very end. It was something that she aspired to and went the extra mile to put a smile on a man’s face. It took some trial and error, but her technique was above reproach.

  Claire felt a little differently about Eric and she couldn’t quite put her finger on what exactly made him give her those butterflies. She wasn’t just going through the motions and the forceful injection of his manhood caused her to anticipate what was coming.

  “My cock has been yours from the moment that you laid eyes on me. I wish there was some way that you could feel what I’m feeling. Any man would kill to be in my position and I understand the green streak of jealousy running down their back.” His darkest day was behind him and the key to his salvation was in her oral expertise.

  Looking up at him with her mouth full, Claire grabbed onto his globes and heard him grunt with what was going to be a mind numbing experience. It happened and she was prepared for the onslaught of his cream exploding from the tip.

  He was bucking wildly against her face. He was seeing that she was equipped to handle the volume of his boiling seed. The feeling of her swallowing and watching her face light up during the exchange of bodily fluids was making him wonder how he had found a woman such as Claire.

  Watching his face turn into a mask of euphoria was putting her at ease. It was a matter of not panicking during the hungry release of his passion. She was able to calmly control the flood from overwhelming her. Swallowing wasn’t her favorite thing, but she did enjoy the aftertaste of some kind fruity component in his offering.

  It was all about his diet and she could almost imagine the way that he would turn up his nose at the daily smoothie he had in the morning. The added bonus of tasting delicious made her susceptible to his advances to do it again.

  “I don’t really know what to say. I’m sure other guys have been able to vocalize a response to what you just did. I watched you and I could literally feel your enthusiasm,” he said. “There was nothing about your performance that was fake including the way you moaned in orgasm from just going down on me.” He had never met a woman able to get off from just orally devouring a man.

  “I can see that you are not down for the count, but I think that we should abstain. I know how it sounds and I just got finished telling you how much I desire to be with you. I want to make sure to leave you wanting something more and the only way to do that is to withstand some time apart,” she said. “You can call me day or night. I do have to stress the importance of making an offer quickly on this place. It won’t remain a hidden gem for long.” How she was able to think straight and give him this information was beyond her.

  “Give me a couple of days and I will get back to you with my decision one way or the other,” he said. “I will be thinking about you and admittedly, it will be nasty thoughts where you are spent and lying in a puddle of your own sweat. I’m going to have you and it’s only a matter of when.” He was sitting on the edge of the bed, shaking and looking down at his fingers to recognize the effect she had on him.

  “I’ll be by the phone waiting for your call. Don’t take too long and I would hate for you to lose out on this wonderful investment. We both know the resale value of this property will triple over a few years. Take advantage of your good fortune while it’s still in reaching distance.” She was putting her dress back on and glanced over her shoulder to see that she was a subject of his eager eyes.

  Chapter Six

  Two days later and she had a meeting with Eric. They had just finished a very obscene phone call where her finger was still dripping from banging herself repeatedly. She didn’t know how he had gotten underneath her skin, but it was liberating to give herself permission to crave something more than money.

  She came out of the bedroom to find Nicholas standing with his arms crossed. He was wearing boxer shorts with hearts on them and nothing else.

  “I wasn’t sure, but you proved me wrong. I thought you were deluding yourself into thinking that he was the next one on our list of victims. You always seem to be able to spot them from a mile away. I don’t know how you do it, but I would love to know your secret for success.” Nicholas didn’t have the curves or the eye for detail when it came to picking out a victim ripe for fleec
ing.

  “I know what I said, but I’m having second thoughts. This isn’t something you want to hear, but I think it would be best for us to cut our losses before it’s too late. He’s very astute and he’s going to figure out something is wrong before we are able to skip town. I would suggest turning our attention to someone less likely to see through my machinations.” Claire was nervous and two days had left her feeling withdrawals from not being next to him. Leaving him wanting had the unseen side effect of making her feel like her pulse was racing out of control.

  “I don’t want to hear about this. A couple of days are nothing compared to some of the long cons. This is something to be proud of and I know I’ve never been happier with the outcome.” Nicholas was thinking about what he was going to do with his half of the bounty.

  “It feels too easy and you know how I get when I feel that something is thrown into our laps. Karma has a funny way of balancing things out.,” she said. “I know you don’t believe in any kind of superstitious nonsense, but I couldn’t be more serious about this.” She knew the money was easy pickings and the property was handpicked because of his connection to it.

  Nicholas suspected that $20,000,000 would be a parting gift and he was even thinking that maybe this partnership had run its course. It was his usual pattern when it came to playing these games with a partner.

  “You’re going to have to put your game face on and we don’t want him to see through your subterfuge. I’ve known you for several years and this nervous energy in the air isn’t like you. Take your feelings out of the equation and do what you’re good at. I hate to threaten you, but I feel you need proper motivation.” He showed her photos of several documents relating to the property which wasn’t for sale.

  “I know all about the way that you like to use leverage. I brought you into this and I can easily leave you in the dust. I will forgive you this one time, but don’t let it happen again.” She was foolish to tell him anything. His head was full of caviar dreams and lobster dinners.