Womanizer (A Standalone Novel) (A Steamy Alpha Billionaire Romance)

by Tyler, Nella

  “Tonight will be date six,” Alicia said with her hands in my hair.

  I slowly stood up and kissed her. My lips pressed hard against hers and again I had to let my bulge rub against her so she knew just how excited she made me.

  “No. Tonight will be seven,” I teased. “This is date six. I just gave you your goodnight kiss.”

  She laughed and went along with my logic. Alicia was a fun loving girl with a great sense of humor. Certainly someone I liked to hang out with. Certainly someone I wanted to hang out with naked.

  “Alright, I’ll let you have your date six. But only because date seven sounds like it will be our lucky number.”

  “I like to get lucky,” I said as I walked her toward the door of my office.

  “I know you do.”

  “So are you saying I’m going to get lucky tonight?”

  “Well you’ll be on a date with me, so of course you’ll be lucky.”

  That was good enough for me. I leaned in and gave her one last quick kiss and then watched as she left my office and walked through the crowd of brokers.

  I was a horrible liar. That was one thing I knew very well. I had totally forgotten about telling Alicia I was a real estate investor, and then I had seen here right in the middle of the stock market floor. I guess being a bad liar wasn’t the worst thing in the world. My honest was sometimes brutal but never mean. I valued people and could honestly talk my way around most situations. But lying to a woman had never been my thing.

  Most women, even one night stands, valued honesty. Sometimes I had to omit information, but I never purposely tried to lie. It had been a stupid mistake to try and do it with Alicia and I hoped it had not changed the way she trusted me in the future.

  Chapter 25

  My day had finally turned around and I was able to be more productive than I had been for the last several days. I went through and made some purchases for my portfolio and managed to get some much-needed research on other companies completed.

  “It’s my last day today,” Darla said as she brought me a sandwich for lunch.

  “Wow, this week has flown by. I can’t believe it.”

  “Hopefully I did you proud and I can come back the next time Natasha needs time off.”

  “Darla, I have to say you did wonderfully. It’s amazing how much an assistant can get done when I’m not badgering them all the time. Thank you again for the hard work.”

  “I appreciate your kindness. Also, that you didn’t spend the week badgering me for a threesome. Natasha was positive you would. But you seemed very distracted this week.”

  “Yes, that woman that was here this morning. She is the one distracting my thoughts.”

  “I could tell. She is very beautiful.”

  “I know. Isn’t she?”

  “Yes, certainly a woman to be proud to have on your side. Does she have a beautiful inside as well?”

  I wanted to say yes, but the truth was that I didn’t really know Alicia’s insides all that well. Of course, I could joke about that sexually, but really I did want to get to know more about what made her tick.

  My whole world in regards to women had been about their bodies. Oh how I loved their bodies. Alicia had been the first woman in a very long time that I actually enjoyed having conversations with. Although I still had not done very well actually getting to know her.

  “I think so. She seems really nice.”

  “Maybe that’s the key to getting her to sleep with you?” Darla said as she winked at me.

  “Oh, you mean women want us guys to get to know them before we have sex? That seems weird,” I laughed.

  Darla was right, though. Alicia wasn’t just some girl that I had tried to pick up from the local bar. She ran a business, she was smart, she had a busy life of her own. There was no way Alicia was going to sleep with some guy who had lied to her from the beginning and hadn’t put much effort into getting to know her at all.

  “You know I’m right,” Darla smiled.

  “Yes, I do. I just haven’t tried to have a real relationship since college. I’m pretty new at all this real world dating stuff.”

  “Take your time. Are you really in that much of a hurry with her? What does it matter if you don’t fuck her for another month? Nothing will change. You won’t die. Try relaxing and really getting to know her.”

  She was right in more ways than just having sex with Alicia. If I wanted her to trust me enough to open up to me about her business, I had to be willing to open up to her. My goal needed to switch from fucking her, to getting to know her. That was the only way I would ever be able to analyze her company or get details about the financials.

  “You’re totally right Darla. I bet your wife has to say that to you all the time,” I laughed as I imagined Darla’s significant other apologizing.

  Then I kept thinking about Darla and her wife and wondered what the other woman looked like. My mind was filthy with thoughts of the two of them and their alone time at night. I must have had a quirky smile on my face because Darla bonked me on the head.

  “Stop that!” she said.

  “What?”

  “I know you were thinking about my wife and I having sex.”

  “What?” I said obviously lying. “Of course not.”

  “If you can ever get over the lust I would actually love to invite you over for dinner sometime. Maybe you could even bring this new friend of yours. She could see that you were an actual nice guy who socialized with women and didn’t turn into a creep.”

  I laughed. I wanted to be that guy. I wanted to be able to show Alicia that I could sit down to a meal with a couple hot lesbians and just enjoy the company. The truth was, there was no way in hell I could do that. My mind was already filled with lustful fantasies and I hadn’t even met the other woman.

  “I could give it a try. But I would really like it to be strip poker instead of dinner.”

  Darla just laughed and made her way out of my office shaking her head. It was obvious she didn’t believe I could be appropriate for a whole dinner either. I suspected that people often made comments about her and her wife. They probably also made sexually inappropriate comments like myself. Or at least that was what I told myself.

  My day was one of the best I had had in a very long time. I made a ton of money on some good trades and still finished in enough time to get ready for my date with Alicia. I had forgotten how fun it was to get excited about a real date. There was a buildup of anticipation that was fun and certainly something I missed having in my life.

  I couldn’t really remember why I had stopped dating. There had been a definite change when I moved to New York. The women were tough and all of them were busy. No one wanted to go on long, drawn out dates. One night I just made the proposition to a woman to come spend the evening with me. Nothing more and nothing less. It seemed to be the perfect thing for what she was looking for and we had a fun night together.

  I made my way over to Alicia’s after a quick shower and change of clothes. Since she said it was going to be a ‘night of fun,’ I dressed casually. Especially since I remember the trampoline place we had been a few nights before. Obviously, Alicia liked to have fun and wasn’t afraid of a little physical activity. Even though there was a little different type of physical activity that I wanted to do with her.

  I waited in her lobby after I buzzed her apartment. She said she would be right down and likely didn’t want me anywhere near her apartment after the make-out session we had had earlier in the day. But that was alright with me. I was set on getting to know her more. It was new territory for me and I was ready to give it a try. Hopefully, it would help me get to the bottom of what was going on with her company, and also get to spend some naked time with her.

  “You look very athletic,” I said as Alicia came out of the elevator.

  She had on a pair of purple running tights and a matching purple tight fitting tank top. Her outfit showed off all of her curves and I loved it. I wanted to grab her. Hold onto her
. I wanted to feel every curve of her body. But I resisted.

  “Are you ready for a good time?” Alicia asked as she slapped my ass.

  I liked seeing her in that sort of good mood. It was much more fun and seemed more like who she really was. I was really glad she had forgotten about my little lie about being a real estate investor.

  “I’m ready for a good time all night long.”

  “Driver, can you take us there?” Alicia asked as she handed him a piece of paper.

  My driver was a guy I had used many times before and I saw a glance from him in the rear view mirror before we took off. I wasn’t exactly sure where Alicia was taking us, but my driver seemed concerned that she was taking me there. It must not be someplace I had ever been before.

  “So what is this fun we are going to be doing today?”

  “Oh, it’s a secret. I can’t tell you,” Alicia said.

  She playfully covered her mouth and refused to release her hands as we drove out of the city. I started to get nervous the farther away we got, it was already pretty late; it was going to be dark when we got to wherever we were going.

  “I think you should tell me for sure. We are getting pretty far into the country. You’re not planning to murder me are you?”

  “Awe man! I forgot my axe. Driver we need to go back to the city so I can get my axe that I need to murder Evan here,” she laughed hysterically and I loved it.

  Her lips curled up into a smile and her head tilted back in pure bliss. It was one of my favorite things to see when I was around Alicia. Certainly she should laugh much more often. I wanted to be the reason that she laughed more often.

  The thought of being around Alicia and being the reason she laughed made me smile. It was something that people probably only thought about when they were in relationships, but I did want to make Alicia happy. I wanted to make her life easier, happier and filled with a lot more sex.

  “Thank God. I’ll live for another night.”

  “Well, that’s if I don’t shoot you,” she said.

  I thought she was joking, but when I looked over at her, she didn’t seem to be joking at all. Alicia’s face was totally serious as our driver turned into a wooded area. I knew she didn’t actually mean she was going to shoot me, but I still had no idea what we were doing. I also didn’t know why we needed to go to the middle of a deserted forested to do whatever it was we were going to do.

  “Ok, now I’m getting nervous,” I said as I looked at the tall wooded trees around us.

  We pulled in front of a building and I saw what it was all about. Relief flooded through my body as I read the sign: Greater New York Paint Ball. It was indeed going to be a night of fun.

  “We are going to play a little paintball war,” Alicia said as we walked into the building.

  There were about a dozen other couples there and all dressed in black vests and holding guns that looked like machine guns, though I knew, they were actually paintball guns.

  The other couples seemed really serious about their gameplay and were dressed to kill. I wasn’t sure which team we would be on, but I wanted to make sure I wasn’t on the losing team. All of the men in the group looked like they would should me in the head, not that shooting in the head was allowed.

  “No shooting in the head or neck,” the instructor said.

  I was instantly relieved.

  My preppy look was probably what had everyone looking at me weird. My loafers and button up shirt probably weren’t very appropriate for the battlefield. Luckily, they had some sweats I could purchase so I was a little more comfortable as we got ready to start our battle.

  “I think we should try a new type of battle today,” the instructor said with a smile. “Since we have an equal number of men and women; how would you all feel about a guys versus girls battle?”

  Everyone looked at each other for a moment and I could tell what they were thinking. The men were all bigger and stronger than the women. It didn’t seem like a fair battle at all.

  “Let’s kill those suckers,” one of the women yelled out.

  The game was on!

  If the women didn’t have a problem fighting the bigger and stronger men, we certainly weren’t going to turn down the battle.

  “When I push this horn you will have ten minutes to gather your team and head into the woods. Remember, any hit to the torso is a kill and you will need to return here. Last team standing will win.”

  The instructor blew his air horn and I ran after all the men as they went south from the cabin. The women didn’t run off at all and instead stayed in front of the cabin and seemed to be discussing something. I felt bad for them, there was no way they were going to beat this group of guys. Half of them looked like they were in the military and the other half looked like they were going to do anything possible to make sure they didn’t get beat by the women.”

  I’ll admit that the men’s strategy was not as good as it could have been. Basically, they decided to spread out and move in slowly toward the women. Shooting them as we went. On the surface, the plan seemed alright, but we clearly had not thought it through. Or paid very close attention to how many women had stayed at the base camp.

  Our group of 13 men talked only briefly before we spread out and made a large ½ mile radius around where we had last seen the women. My goal was to just shoot them when I saw them. I didn’t know anything else that would work better.

  The problem was, I didn’t see any of the women. I could hear the group of women far ahead of me, but I didn’t see any others outside of the group. I wondered if the other men were having similar issues.

  Then I heard a paintball gun go off and a guy yelled out.

  “Fuck,” he said. “She’s in the tree.”

  Two other guys went over toward where the first one had been ‘killed’ and they looked up toward the trees and were immediately snipered with purple paint.

  The instructor reminded the guys that they couldn’t holler out tips if they were dead and the three dead guys went back to the cabin. I had seen what happened, but I couldn’t see the woman who was in the tree. I didn’t want to risk going over there so instead, I made my way toward the women’s voices that I heard about 200 yards away from the cabin.

  Without warning, I felt a horrible pain in my groin. It was worse than any elbow to the area during basketball and I realized I had just been nailed with a paintball. The second one came quickly after and nailed me in my vest. I was down on the ground screaming in pain when the instructor reached me.

  “Oh, bro, that’s a tough one,” he said as he helped me to my feet.

  I wasn’t sure what happened next since I had been relegated to sitting on the couch with ice on my balls. But one by one, the men dragged their asses into the cabin. Two women were eliminated as well, but by far it was a cabin full of men.

  Finally, the last man brought himself into the cabin with the biggest look of defeat I had ever seen. I couldn’t help but laugh. There were ten women still left in the woods and no men; we had definitely underestimated them.

  When Alicia came into the cabin with the other women, it was exciting for them. They all jumped and hollered about their victory over the men. It was a well-deserved victory and luckily none of the men acted like assholes about it. Most likely because they were all on dates with their women and didn’t want to ruin their chances of getting lucky.

  “It looks like you took a pretty good hit there,” Alicia said as she looked at the ice pack between my legs.

  “A soldier has to do what a soldier has to do,” I said as I tried to get up off the couch.

  Chapter 26

  I didn’t have enough energy to resist Alicia’s insistence that we swing by my house and drop me off before her. I was in more pain than I cared to admit to and really did just want to lay down.

  “So that sure was a night of fun,” I said jokingly as I got out of the vehicle.

  We had spent the last thirty minutes laughing and talking as we drove home from the paint
ball camp. It really had been a fun night, even with the ball pain I was having.

  “I’m sorry you got nailed in the nuts,” Alicia said and tried not to laugh as she said it.

  “Me too,” I laughed.

  I leaned in and kissed her. It was a comfortable kiss. They kind you give a woman you had been dating for a very long time. I liked the feeling. I liked that we had started to become more comfortable with each other.

  Slowly, I pulled her bottom lip into my mouth and let it stay there for a few seconds. Her lips were delicious and I wanted to taste them all night long. Her hands reached up and wrapped around my neck and I forgot all about the pain I was in.

  “Do you want to come upstairs?” I asked.

  I didn’t know how I would make it through the pain, but if she had said yes I would have figured something out. I could have made the pain go away out of pure excitement for finally getting to have her in my bed.

  “No, I better get going,” she said.

  I gave her one last quick kiss on the lips and then turned to head into the building. She stood at the vehicle for a moment before she got back in and I thought for a second that she might have changed her mind.

  As I walked through the front door, I expected to see the doorman, but instead I saw Stacey standing near the elevators. I swung around toward the door to see if Alicia had already left out of fear that she would see me talking to this woman. But she had just pulled away.

  “Hi, Stacey. What are you doing here?”

  I had no desire to be with her and had no idea how she had figured out where I lived.

  “I didn’t get your number when you were over the other day, but I remember you had said you lived on the thirty-second floor here.”

  “Oh, yeah. It’s alright. I don’t think it would have worked out anyways. I think your husband didn’t like me.”

  The conversation was awkward and I really wanted to just get in the elevator and head up to my apartment. She didn’t want to let me go, though.

  I had been in a situation like that before; a woman stalked me to my apartment and wanted in. The previous woman had found my actual apartment number from my ID and had been waiting in front of my door, though.