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

by Tyler, Nella

  I grabbed onto one of her nipples as I thrust inside of her. She seemed to particularly like that, so I moved my mouth back down to her nipple.

  “Yeah, Daddy, suck on Mommy’s tits.”

  I cringed inside. Why? Why did she have to say those things? Couldn’t I just enjoy her perky breasts without the mention of Mommies and Daddies?

  I was fine with most women’s kinkiness and fantasies. Typically it didn’t bother me at all. I could go with the flow and do whatever it was that would help them have a great time. But on that night I just couldn’t get into it. Being called Daddy wasn’t a turn on for me at all and I felt a bit disgusting when she said it.

  There was no turning back from the point we were at though so I soldiered on and continued to fuck her. Whenever she called me Daddy I just had to hum a little to myself and try not to listen to her. I just couldn’t fuck her properly if I kept thinking about the disgusting picture of an old fat Dad on top of her.

  I pumped my hips harder into her in the hopes of getting the screams out of her that I needed to hear. Harder and harder I pumped and I kept sucking on her nipple to avoid the intimacy of kissing.

  “Oh yes, Daddy, give it to me good. I’ve been a bad little girl,” she said as I continued on.

  We were so close to finishing, I could feel it. Thrust after thrust I delivered in the hopes that I would get that final explosion and we could be done with this. I desperately hoped that she wouldn’t call me Daddy anymore, but I wasn’t so lucky.

  “Can’t you fuck me any harder, Daddy?”

  Oh, I could; but the way she said it was like she didn’t know if I was capable of fucking her hard. Who did she think I was? I had started to think she had convinced herself I was an old grandpa who was too old to continue on fucking her. It annoyed me.

  I stopped sucking her nipple and wrapped my arms under hers and held onto her shoulders. She looked up at me with wide eyes as I delivered the first slow thrust deep into her. I saw a bit of a wince on her face so I went slow and deep again.

  “Oh, poor little Daddy is getting tired,” she taunted me.

  That was all I needed to let loose and fuck the shit out of her. I held onto her shoulders and delivered pounding blow after blow to her and watched her face as she closed her eyes. The moans game shortly after and then the ultimate scream when she finally came.

  I thrust a few short time afterward until my explosion happened.

  My desire to get away from her as quickly as possible overcame me and I made a v-line for the bathroom. It wasn’t often that I took off so quickly, but I just couldn’t let her call me Daddy again. It was imbedded into my ears and I needed the words to disappear as soon as possible. Hopefully, when I got her out of my apartment.

  Suddenly the idea of picking up random chicks at the bar did not seem like a good one. I was tired and it just wasn’t worth it anymore. I wanted to go to bed and I didn’t want to deal with that girl at all anymore. I certainly didn’t want to hear her baby talk at me and call me Daddy again. I was at the end of my patience.

  I cleaned up and went back to the bed, but found Kim all dressed and getting ready to leave. I secretly said thank you to the heavens. If only all girls were that easy to get rid of.

  One time I had a girl who kept trying to stay at my house when I needed to leave for work. She tried getting into the shower, cleaning my kitchen and even doing some laundry. Her level of clinginess was epic and it took me all morning to convince her I would call her later and she had to leave. Of course, I never did call her later and she was one of the most annoying women who called and trying to talk to me through Natasha at work.

  “Five hundred dollars baby,” she said to me.

  I looked at her blankly because I wasn’t sure I had heard her right. Had she just asked for me to give her five hundred dollars? That was an odd thing for a woman to ask for when she left my house.

  “What?” I thought I hadn’t heard her right.

  “Five hundred dollars sweet thing.”

  Oh, fuck! She was a prostitute. How had I missed that? She was dressed like a business woman, she was sitting with friends. How the fuck had I missed that she was a working girl.

  She was really fucking good. Her acting skills were totally on par with the celebrities in the movies. I never even suspected that she was a working girl. I had really believed that she was a shy girl who was stuck out to dinner with co-workers from work. I had been duped.

  “Really, you’re a working girl?”

  “I thought you knew darling. You flashed the money. Seemed totally into the sweet innocent girl thing I had going on.”

  “Oh fuck. Alright, whatever. Here,” I said as I handed her the money.

  “Here’s my card. Call me sometime,” she said as she let herself out the door.

  Suddenly I went from feeling like an asshole for sleeping with the girl to feeling like a total loser. What the hell had just happened? I didn’t need to sleep with a prostitute. I had plenty of women I could call at anytime. Was I really so worried about having a connection with a woman that I ended up sleeping with a working girl?

  I instantly send a text to Alicia, “Lunch tomorrow?”

  It was well after midnight, but she responded right away, “Sure.”

  I got into the shower and then fell asleep fast. I needed a fresh start. I needed to make some serious changes.

  Chapter 28

  I woke up with that feeling of remorse that I hated. Not very often did I actually get such a feeling but it had happened twice in the last week; so I paid more attention. My gym was the best place to go when I needed to clear my head so I was up and on a treadmill before six am.

  Faster and faster I ran in the hopes that I would finally clear my mind. There was so much racing through my thoughts that I ended up running for a whole 60 minutes. My body was exhausted, but my mind continued to race when I finally got off the treadmill.

  As I walked to the locker room, that hot blonde from a few weeks before ran right into me. My initial instinct was to just turn around and ignore her, but I decided to just talk to her. I didn’t want to have to switch gyms again all because of a woman.

  “Oh hey,” she said. “Did you end up buying into ALL Warren Clothing?”

  “Yeah, I did. How about you?”

  “Nope, I got a bad feeling after reading through their financials. But it looks like they are doing well. Best of luck to you.”

  “Thanks.”

  She took off pretty quickly in the opposite direction. Most likely because she had given me her number and I had never called. Most girls in my neighborhood didn’t waste their time on guys who wouldn’t call them. They were efficient women who worked hard and didn’t have time for games. Luckily our interaction had not been too awkward.

  My mind couldn’t concentrate at work and I needed to see Alicia and talk to her. Finally when lunch time came, I rushed out the door to the nearby restaurant that I had agreed to meet Alicia at. It wasn’t anything special, just a normal local place that many of us went to over lunch. Although, admittedly, we typically didn’t take very many actual lunch breaks.

  As I sat and waited for her I needed to figure out what to say when Alicia arrived. But as she walked ,in all my worries disappeared and I felt that calmness of familiarity.

  She walked in with a casual sway of her hips and the white sundress she had on moved gingerly back and forth. Her crimson hair was curled slightly and wrapped behind her ears. She looked beautiful, confident and innocent. My heart calmed down instantly.

  “Hello there, pretty lady,” I said as I stood up and pulled her chair out.

  “Hello back.”

  “You are looking radiant,” I couldn’t help but realize just how beautiful she was.

  It was a different realization than normal, though. I could see the obvious outer beauty, I had always been easily able to see that in a woman. But as Alicia sat across from me I saw so much more. I saw a hardworking woman who would stop at nothing to get ahead i
n the world. I liked that determination and thought it helped Alicia to be the best person she could be.

  She was such a strong woman who had built her company from the ground up. Independent women had always been my weak point. Strong looked so sexy on a woman. I never liked the women who wanted a man to take care of them. If I was ever going to actually settle down, it was going to be with a woman who could be my equal. A woman who had her head set on goals and worked her ass off to get them.

  I didn’t even care if Alicia was mixed up in the illegal stuff that might be going on with her company. At that moment, all I cared about was really getting to know her. I wanted to know what made her tick, I wanted to hear about her childhood, her family; all of it. Well I did care if she was actually doing something illegal, I couldn’t stand the thought of people judging me for being with a woman who had committed such atrocious money acts against people.

  “Thank you, Evan. You seem in a particularly good mood today. Did you make a lot of money on the market today?”

  “Well I didn’t really work much, I was thinking about our date.”

  “Oh is this a date?”

  “Hell yeah, it is. It’s like date number eight,” I said with a smile.

  “So we are keeping track of the dates?”

  “Not on purpose.”

  I couldn’t help but laugh. I had actually counted the number of times I had seen Alicia in the last couple of weeks. Two things were very strange about that. First off: I had seen her multiple times in the last few weeks. Secondly: I had not fucked her yet.

  My brain constantly went back to the idea of having Alicia all to myself to enjoy every last curve of her body. My brain wanted that feeling and my body wanted to figure out how to make it happen.

  The humor in the situation was not lost on me. I had never been out with a woman long enough that I could count the number of dates we had been on.

  “So, what’s good here?” Alicia asked as she looked through the menu.

  “Oh pretty much everything, take your pick. I particularly like the caesar salad. But don’t get it if you don’t love artichokes. There is a ton in there.”

  “My mom’s second husband used to make the best salads. I wish she wouldn’t have divorced him just because he always made such good food.”

  “How many times was your mother married?”

  “She is on her fourth right now.”

  “Wow she’s having a rough time finding her match,” I said.

  “Yeah, she’s in love with the idea of love but doesn’t really pick her guys very well. When I was younger, I had three different last names before I graduated from high school. I sort of lost my identity throughout that process.”

  “Wow, that’s pretty wild. So which last name do you use now?”

  “Warren is my father’s last name. I went back to it because it helped me feel comfortable again. It’s the name I like most.”

  “That’s a pretty good last name. I mean, considering it’s your company name and all,” I joked.

  “Yeah, well my last name was Mankenstark when I had my first company. It wasn’t nearly as sexy.”

  I had to laugh. I wasn’t even sure how to spell that last name. It really didn’t seem like a good choice to use for a company.

  Suddenly, it hit me. That was why I hadn’t been able to find any information on Alicia when I tried to pull all the old records. She had all the information under a different last name. I wanted to rush back to my office and send off a new request for information.

  “So, how is your office coming along? Do you think you’ll stay in New York for awhile?”

  “Yeah, it seems to be where all the action is.”

  “I agree. Lots of action in New York. But Illinois was nice and quiet, a great place to grow up.”

  “Yes, certainly a great place to grow up.”

  My mind wondered as our food arrived and we both dug in. I felt comfortable sitting with Alicia. Like the kind of comfortable, you had with a friend. As much as I wanted to find out more about her company, the moment was too perfect to screw it up by leaving her.

  “So how did your first company end up? I mean I guess it didn’t work out since you have a second company.”

  “Ha, yes. It didn’t turn out very well. Way too young and I made very poor choices in who I hired. I did better this time. My company is solid and I feel like it’s going to be around for the long haul.”

  “What’s with that Bill guy? Is he your Dad?”

  I didn’t know where the question had come from, I hadn’t actually thought of him as her father before that conversation. But it did make sense that she would keep the guy around if he were her father.

  “Oh my gosh, no! He’s not my Dad.”

  She laughed so hard she had to stop drinking her water. Soon tears of laughter filled her eyes and I couldn’t help but laugh also. Apparently it was pretty darn hilarious to consider Bill Yobi as her father.

  He was a pretty scary looking guy, maybe he was so opposite of her father that Alicia didn’t feel like it was even a possibility that they were similar to each other. Either way, it was obvious that Bill was not her father.

  “I’m sorry, I just thought since you didn’t like him, but you kept him around he must be related to you or something.”

  “He got helped save my first company when some people that worked for me started screwing things up. I trust him. Although he does have a very dry sense of humor.”

  “I guess he’s a finance guy; they aren’t supposed to be the life of the party,” I said as I did a little dance in my seat.

  She laughed again.

  Oh, how I loved to watch her laugh. I could literally just sit and watch her laugh for a whole entire day. Yes, that seemed a bit creepy. But my point was, she looked amazing when she laughed.

  “Yeah, I’m supposed to be the life of the party. Bill is just in charge of paying the bill.”

  We continued on with our flirting, talking and eating for over an hour. I was lost in conversation and couldn’t imagine anyplace else I wanted to be. Teasing and flirting with Alicia made me smile.

  Instead of trying to figure out what illegal thing her company was doing, I now wanted to make sure no one else was doing anything illegal without her knowing it. I wanted to help her, I just had to figure out the best way to go about making it happen. My intentions were pure, but even the best intentions didn’t always workout for someone.

  “So who else works with you, besides mister no personality?”

  “We have quite a few people in our main office. Almost thirty now. Plus four warehouses with about two dozen employees at each of them. At my main office, I have two of my closest confidants, Ryan and Isabella; they were with me at the old company too. Top notch in purchasing and distribution. I wouldn’t know what to do without them.”

  My ears were on fire with all the information I was getting. Alicia had just admitted that there were over one hundred employees at her company. A far greater number than we had seen on the payroll. So how were all these other people getting paid?

  “Did you say you had four warehouses?”

  The number seemed odd to me. I had only seen two on the research that I had found when I originally reviewed her company.

  “Yep, our fourth one was just purchased out here in New York. It’s in the middle of the state, though. Kind of out of the way, but apparently the community really needed some jobs, so I’m happy we have a warehouse there.”

  “Hmm, in the middle of the state? That seems like an odd place.”

  “I know, but Isabella and Ryan assured me since it’s on a direct interstate it’s no extra cost.”

  “That’s great Alicia. I’m really happy for you and all your expansions. It sounds like you are about to take over the world.”

  We finished up our lunch and I walked her to her car. As we walked, she hooked her arm into mine and held onto me. It felt like she trusted me, like maybe she had finally let down her wall just a little for me. I didn�
��t want to fuck it up.

  If she found out, I was investigating her company all of this would be gone. She would assume the only reason I had asked her out over and over again was because I wanted more information on her company. It was true, sort of.

  Yes, I did want more information on her company. But it wasn’t the only reason I asked her out. I liked Alicia. I wanted to know more about her and I wanted to spend more time with her. She was the first woman in a very long time that I hadn’t fucked, besides Natasha. I had started to adjust to the idea of really getting to know Alicia and I liked it.

  As we reached her car, I pulled her up against me and she moved her lips to meet mine. It was sweet and comforting and it felt exactly right. Slowly we moved our lips to explore each other as we held on tightly. My mind knew that this girl was different. This girl was something special and I had to think long and hard about how far I wanted to take the whole investigation thing.

  It was possible I needed to choose between Alicia and the investigation into her company. As of that moment, with her arms wrapped around me, I was willing to give up the investigation altogether.

  We said our goodbyes and I made my way back to my office. As much as I wanted to just drop the investigation, my curiosity overwhelmed me and I knew I had to figure out if someone in her company was setting her up to fail again.

  Chapter 29

  “Natasha,” I hollered as I got back to my office. “Did a package come for me today?”

  “Not yet. What are you waiting for?” She replied as she came into my office and sat down.

  “I requested some files on Alicia Warren’s old company. There should be several large packages coming.

  “I’ll keep my eye out. Is there anything else I can help with?”

  “Yes, please see if you can get a hold of Rebecca, I need her help when she has a moment. No big hurry though, don’t have her stop working, just ask her to come over at the end of the day or something.”