Seduced by The Billionaire (Sold to The Billionaire #2)

by J. L. Beck

  Then I popped the tin into the oven that I had preheated and sat on the leather couch in the living room but not before I grabbed what looked to be like a family photo album.

  I was obsessed with Jackson’s grandparent’s love story. It was sweet, and so unlike anything that you found now a days. People didn’t love or care for each other like they did in the olden days. The love that his grandparents had was one that couldn’t be reproduced or copied.

  Still I wanted what they had, and I wanted it with Jackson. I was so caught up in the photo album my eyes scanning over every single photo like it was a memory I could live viscously through that I didn’t hear Jackson come in through the front door. I didn’t startle until his large shadow casted over my small frame.

  “I’m sorry. I swear I wasn’t trying to snoop…” I was worried that he would think I was trying to uncover something and I wasn’t. I was just interested in his grandparents love story.

  “For fuck’s sake Lola. I ain’t going to hurt you for looking at a photo album.” Jackson sounded enraged but I knew whatever venom, that fueled his words wasn’t directed at me.

  “I just saw it sitting there and I wanted to look at it…” The sound of the timer going off saved me any other embarrassment I could cause myself. I shoved from the couch and ran into the kitchen plucking the hot muffin tin from the oven. Jackson was hot on my heels with curious eyes.

  “Is that what I think it is?” His eyes filled with wonderment as he sniffed the air like a wolf on the hunt for his prey. The smell of freshly baked muffins was what he was, smelling.

  “If you mean muffins then yes…” I started, loving the look that had taken over his facial features. I wasn’t really sure what was so awesome about these muffins but if he looked at me like he was right now every moment of my life then I would be happy. He plucked me up off the floor and right into his sweaty arms. The smell of sex, sweat, and heat of the sun radiated off of him.

  “These aren’t just any muffins Lola. This is my grandma’s recipe, and I haven’t tasted muffins made from this recipe since she died nearly ten years ago.” Tears formed in his dark brown eyes and it hit me then. Directly right in the center of my chest. This could be the man that I fell for, the man I would marry and have children with. I could have a love story as great as his grandparents with him.

  “Oh Jackson.” I mumbled into his chest as I wrapped my arms around his torso as much as I could. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I just saw the recipe hanging on the fridge and I wanted to make you something nice for helping me so much.” I was overcome with emotions, and tears started to form in my eyes even when I tried to blink them away.

  “Never be sorry for doing something that comes from the heart sweetheart. This is a blessing…. Fate even…” The words came out in a whisper as he pressed his lips fully against mine. Butterflies filled my belly and I gripped onto him tightly never wanting to let go.

  Fate. Was it possible the one thing that had been my demise also brought me to Jackson? Maybe it was fate. Maybe I was meant to be here all along and I just had to get through the bad in my life to find this place.

  Either way Jackson was my saving grace and I would do whatever I could to bring him even a fraction of the happiness he brought me.

  Chapter Five

  Jackson

  7 days later

  I had never felt so much happiness, and thankfulness for one person. Lola was a blessing in disguise. I gobbled down the muffins she made me, and then I begged her to make me more, which she did without even blinking her eyes. Days had passed and I was getting more and more protective of her.

  She wore my clothes, ate my food, and when she wasn’t making me muffins, or cooking something else delicious she was outside sitting underneath the big tree distracting me from my job.

  “What were your grandparent’s names?” Lola asked me as I brought the axe down on another piece of wood. I was moving slower than usual and it was all because of her smooth, tone legs, that I could see out of the corner of my eye.

  “Miles, and Jane.” I answered out of breath, as sweat dripped down my face. I thought it was hard before I had sex with her, but it was harder, literally then it had been before. I couldn’t focus on anything but her presence and when she wasn’t around I was thinking about what I wanted to do to her and when she would come back. She had the same photo album in her hands that she was looking at the other day.

  “I feel like I know them just from looking at their pictures.” She sighed her eyes still on the photo album while my eyes were eating up the space that separated us. I could use an afternoon snack.

  “I know you said you’ll be making more muffin’s later tonight… but…” I placed the axe on the ground and stalked over to her.

  “Jackson…” She huffed sitting up from where she was resting against the tree. “Your lucky you have such a fit job otherwise you would turn into a muffin.” She scoffed, clearing not getting what I was saying.

  “If you’d let me finish my sentence darlin’ then you would know I wasn’t talking about no muffin’s you make but the one that is begging for me to take a bite or out it.” I winked dropping down to my knees in front of her. There was no one out here to see us so hiking up her homemade dress and devouring her pink frosted muffin wouldn’t be a problem. Or so I thought….

  “Oh you want my muffin…” Her cheeks grew pink, and I wondered if she was a virgin in that territory where I was the full fledged kind, or was previously at least in the usage of my cock.

  I tipped my head up and down, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip. My cock was rock hard and my hands shook with need as I gripped the bottom of her dress. I was just about to sink into my dessert when the sound of tires against gravel met me ears. Every desire inside of my fled, and instead of following through with eating Lola out, I was helping her up off the grass-covered ground and ushering her behind the large willow tree.

  “Stay put. Don’t move, and whatever you do don’t run.” I whispered before placing my lips against her forehead. The fear of who could be coming consumed me. What if it was a traveler in need of help and I was worried for nothing…? Then again it could be Lola’s ex hunting the woods for her?

  I grabbed the axe from the ground and rested it against my shoulder as I waited for the vehicle to come into view. It was an all blacked out Mustang and I knew then that whoever it was had no business being out this far.

  I gripped the axe tightly in my hand. I would do whatever I needed to do to protect Lola and I. She was mine, for now, for always.

  The door of the Mustang opened and my eyes moved to slits as I stared down the man that had gotten out of the car.

  “Hi there… I hate to bother you but I’m on the hunt for a little lady named Lola.” The way he said her name implied he knew her and I hated that. It made me uneasy. I wanted to check and see if Lola was actually hiding behind the tree properly but didn’t want to chance him seeing her.

  “Hunt?” I questioned sternly.

  “Yeah. She uhhh… Is lost out here in the woods. Her families look for her and I told them I would help.” I narrowed my eyes at the man. He was a skinflint with no muscle. I’m not even sure he would know what manual labor was if it smacked him in the face with a two-by-four.

  “Sorry, but ain’t nobody especially a woman gonna survive out here in this woods by herself.” Anxiety filled my belly as he closed his car door, and walked over to where I was standing.

  “I know…” The creep removed his sunglasses as soon as he was right in front me his ugly ass eyes boring into mine. “That’s why I stopped here. Your house is the only one for miles….” I could see him looking at something over my shoulder and I prayed like hell it wasn’t Lola.

  “I ain’t seen no woman by that name and I got loads of work to do so if you don’t mind moving along with your search somewhere else that would be great.” I tried to sound bored and less furious with the fact that he had come back to claim something that no longer belonged to him.


  He licked his lips, and narrowed his eyes at me before handing me a scrap of paper. I took it between my two fingers, ready to burn it with my eyes.

  “If you see her, give me a call please. She mean’s the world to me.” He lied. I knew he was lying and not just from what Lola told me about the sleazebag. The words weren’t spoken with heart by a man that was truly miserable about losing the love of his life.

  He didn’t look at Lola as a lover, or woman. He looked at her as a possession and even though I said I wouldn’t get involved I knew I couldn’t send Lola back to a man like that. He walked back to his Mustang kicking up dirt as he did. I held my breath, unmoving until he back out of the driveway all the way. Once I knew it was safe and I couldn’t hear the roar of his engine anymore I made a signal to Lola to come out from behind the tree.

  There were tears swimming in those sea blue eyes of hers and I hated that he had gotten a rouse out of her. That he could still hurt her even when he wasn’t around to see the pain he caused.

  “You didn’t have to lie to him Jackson. He’s a criminal and he’ll be back. He knows I’m here.” She sniffled. Fear radiated from her throat as she spoke.

  I took her in my arms carrying us both up to the cabin. I slammed the door and locked it. Never in my life did I think I would have use the lock on the front door this far out here.

  “Your right I didn’t have to lie to him but you’re mine and if he thinks he can come on my property and order me to give you back then he’s got another thing coming. I protect what is mine.” I cradled her against my chest. The last week of my life had been the best and I wasn’t going to give up my happiness for some asshole that couldn’t tree Lola how he was supposed too.

  “And you’re mine Lola.” I had to know who the man was though so I knew the hard stuff was coming.

  “As you’re mine…” She whispered against my skin. I sunk my nose into her hair taking in her sweet floral scent. She smelt like wild flowers mixed with my scent and I loved it. It made my blood sing with joy.

  “I don’t want to ask sweetheart cause I don’t want to make things worse for you but I gotta know why you left this man in the middle of nowhere and why he’s all the way out here looking for ya?” I soothed a hand over her dark hair.

  This wouldn’t be the last time the creep would show his face here and next time he did I wanted to make sure I had all my facts straight.

  “It’s okay. I want to tell you. I’m just scared.” She was a ball of emotions her eyes swollen from the freshly dried tears she had been shedding.

  “There ain’t anything to be scared of here I’ll protect you. I’ll devour you. I’ll kneel at your fuckin feet and treat you like the queen you deserve to be treated like but I can’t do anything if I don’t know what the hell is going on.” I spoke calmly but on the inside I was screaming from the rooftops in rage.

  “He’s an ex as you know. I ran away from home with him thinking that it was love that we both had for each other. I was wrong, so wrong…” Tears started to fall and I did everything in my power to swipe them away before they stain her cheeks.

  “It’s okay…” I soothed her.

  “We needed money so I got into modeling which lead us down a really bad road. Roger got involved with a gang that was selling drugs and did some human trafficking.” Fire filled my belly.

  “Please tell me he didn’t hurt you like that because if he did I will burn down this whole fucking forest to find him and when I do he’ll wish he never even batted an eye at you…” I seethed my fists clenching and unclenching as I tried to find an outlet for the rage I was feeling.

  “No. He didn’t do anything like that… But that’s because I never gave him the chance. We were supposed to be out here doing a shoot and we got lost. Between trying to find our way back to the site and being lost he got on the topic of me selling my body for other things…”

  I squeezed my eyes shut, and grinded my teeth together. He wanted to sell her body and use it to make money for himself.

  What a sick, disgusting, bastard.

  “I swear I’m going to kill him Lola.” I was on the verge of exploding. Had I known all these things about that piece of shit I would’ve knocked his ass out right then and there.

  “It’s not worth your energy and I don’t want your pity because my choice brought me to you. It was a bad relationship from the start. All that matters is that I’m here now, and have you…” She cupped my cheek in her small palm, forcing my eyes to meet hers.

  The venom in my stare evaporated into thin air the moment our eyes clashed. I couldn’t hold that much anger in when I had such a fragile, beautiful woman, in my arms. I couldn’t be enraged when I had everything that he was missing out on.

  “I think I love you…” My voice was low, and the longer I looked at her the more I believed the words I had spoken.

  “Love….” She seemed surprised but not surprised enough for her to go running for the hills.

  “Yeah love… My heart beats out of my chest whenever you’re around. My body begs to be at your mercy and every time you’re away I’m thinking about you and when you’ll pop up outside. I want you in more than just a physical way darlin. I want you in the way my poppa wanted my grandma.” I blinked hoping she would say something and when she didn’t and just continued to stare at me worry started to eat away at my insides.

  “Say something Lola. Anything…” I begged pulling away from her so I could look at her. Really look at her.

  “I….” Her voice wobbled. “I think I love you too, and I don’t know if it’s too soon to know but I feel the same way. Every night we sleep together I lay awake next to you wondering if all of this is a dream that I’m going to wake up from one day.” I was relived when she finally spoke but fully enthralled when I finally heard her words.

  She loved me. She felt the same way. She wanted this.

  Those were the only things that mattered. I would take care of Roger and end him if need be. I would protect Lola, and give her every single thing she ever deserved. I would cherish her making sure she was always taken care of.

  “Lift your dress before I rip it off ya again…” My voice was rough but I needed this. Her.

  She seemed startled but lifted her dress revealing a smooth pussy that was mine for the licking. No panties? I slipped off the couch and onto my knees, moving the sofa back at little bit to make room for my large frame.

  “Spread your legs and whatever you do… Never stop screaming my name.” I smirked placing a kiss against the inside of her creamy white thigh. Her body shook with need as I continued to tease her with small kisses on the insides of her thighs and right over her clit.

  Gone was the anger and rage I had been feeling. I put all those emotions into giving Lola the best orgasm she had ever had.

  “I’ve never done this before Jackson.” Her words came out in a flurry and I laughed against her pussy, my tongue flicking against the tight little bean.

  “While you took my virginity so I’m popping your getting eaten out cherry.” I mumbled against clit before sucking the sweet bud into my mouth. As soon as I did Lola’s body arched off the couch, her hands gripping onto my head as if she was on a rollercoaster she was afraid she would fall off of.

  “Oh fuck…” It was such a filthy word that fell from such sweet innocent lips and I’ll be damned if I didn’t want to hear her say it again and again. So I flicked that sweet bud back and forth alternating between sucking and flicking before I inserted two fingers deep into her tight womb.

  “Mmmm…” I growled releasing her clit and licking her from bottom to top her sweet arousal exploding against my tongue.

  “Jackkkkksssooonnn.” She screamed my name and I smiled like a bastard loving how much at my mercy she was. Her body bowed, and her hips twisted as she tried to escape the pleasure that was slamming into her.

  The confines of her pussy grew tighter as I continued to enter her while arching my fingers upwards so that I could hit that sweet spot jus
t on the interior wall of her pussy.

  “Fall apart against my hand Lola. I want to taste your sweet cum on my tongue.” I encouraged her, watching as her chest rose and fell furiously. Her eyes squeezed shut and before I could suck her clit back into my mouth she was falling apart her legs shaking all while she gasped for air.

  The muscles of her pussy quivered forcing me to pull my fingers out. When I did they were dripping wet. I held them up to the light looking at the cum that glistened against them.

  “Oh God…” She panted watching me between hooded eyes as I sucked the two fingers into my mouth. I sucked with all my might, refusing to let even one drop of her sweetness escape my mouth.

  “I’ve never tasted something so fuckin’ sweet darling…” I licked my lips not feeling completely satisfied just yet. I wanted more, and I was going to get it from Lola. I had tasted the muffin, and now I was going to get the whole meal.

  “That was intense… I’ve never fallen apart so fast…” She was left breathless. What she didn’t know was that she had better gather her wits fast because I was about to take her on another ride. I unbuttoned my jeans and slipped them down past my thighs before lifting her up in my arms and settling onto the couch. I shifted her in my arms until she was facing me, and my steel hard cock was right at her entrance.

  “I don’t care about anything but you Lola. I’ll defend you.” I gently grabbed her by the back of the neck forcing her eyes to meet mine as I thrust upwards inside of her, my cock slamming against the back of her pussy.

  “I’ll protect you.” Another thrust. “I’ll honor you.” Another thrust. “I’ll love you.” Another thrust. I embedded every word deep inside of her as I said it letting her know just how deep the things I said ran for me.

  “It’s too good. You’re to good.” She cried out. I could see the tears in her eyes and I knew it wasn’t from any pain I was causing her.

  “No. It’s fate darlin’ you were meant to be mine, and I was meant to be yours. How we came about getting to each other don’t matter no more.” I held her tightly to my chest while I made love to every single inch of her body. I soothed her, and caressed her hair while kissing her chest, face, and neck.