His Secret Request: Billionaire Secrets - Book Three

by Sinclair, Drew

  Suzy released her embrace on Louise, shocked at the old woman's words. She still associated Nadia's mom with cookies and play dates from her childhood. This didn't sound like that person at all.

  "How can you say that about my father?" Nadia said. "I don’t even know you anymore Louise."

  "So what did you do with him?" Suzy asked, it was something she had never dared to ask, a subject she had decided to leave until later or never to discuss at all.

  Louise and Nadia exchanged a glance.

  "You don’t need to know." Nadia said.

  "I absolutely need to know or else Ruben Mayweather needs to know everything that I've just heard."

  "You see honey?" Louise said. "The more people you tell, the more trouble you're in. And as for you," she turned to Suzy, "If you we're half as smart in real life as you are on those IQ tests then you'd want to know as little about this as you can."

  "I'll take the risk Louise. Now tell me, everything, or my next call is to Ruben.

  Nadia ground her teeth together in anger and anxiety.

  "Okay. I'll tell you, but there's something we have to do first. We both need to be clean and I mean really clean."

  "What are you talking about?"

  "It's hard to explain. Come on, where's the bedroom in this place. Mom, you watch TV or something. We'll be a while, at least a half an hour."

  "Do whatever you need to do honey, but don’t take too long. You know Hargrave and Mayweather won’t be long in tracking us down here."

  Nadia nodded and then followed Suzy into the bedroom. She locked the door behind them.

  "Okay, what is it?" Suzy said.

  Nadia took a deep breath and began unbuttoning her blouse.

  "Take all your clothes off."

  "Huh?"

  She threw her shirt on the bed and began undoing her bra.

  "Stop it, Nadia, what is this?"

  "We need to be clean. The first time I was with Clay he…" it sounded so crazy now. It had been even crazier back then, "he made me submit to a full examination, a physical examination, but what I didn't know is that he had put a Hargrave nano tracking device on me that was almost impossible to trace or to see."

  She pulled off her trousers.

  "You want me to look for it?"

  "I don’t know if I have one or not, it's a tiny dot, flesh colored and lifts off the skin only with the lightest touch. You can't wash it off, knock it off or scrape it away. It has to be just a light, light touch. Like this."

  She reached out and put a feather light caress to her friend's cheek. Suzy drew back but Nadia insisted.

  "This isn’t the time to be a prude Suzy. What makes you think Ruben hasn't done the same thing to you?"

  "He wouldn't…"

  She thought of their night together, his hands lightly resting on her thighs, pushing them slowly, inexorably apart, his mouth descending lower, his hot breath on her pubic mound and then…

  "Okay." She said. "Let's get this over with. Show me what to do."

  "Good. Now get naked and lie on the bed, I'll do you first. I'll do your face and neck first, I'm sure he's had his paws all over you there."

  Suzy began undressing and replaying in her mind all the times that Ruben had laid a hand on her. Each one was emblazoned into her memory but the ones that resonated the most were in those moments before her mind blowing, midriff wrenching orgasm.

  "I think… " she swallowed hard, "I think you better look between my… between my legs first." She said.

  The women exchanged a glance. Nadia steeled herself. She was as freaked out by this as Suzy but she knew what the stakes were and was determined not to be outsmarted again.

  "Okay, no problem." She said. "Get on the bed. Should you be uh… face down or face up?"

  "Face up."

  Nadia waited while her friend went to the bed and slid off her pants. She herself was already down to her underwear. The women looked at each other for just a moment and then avoided eye contact. It had been years since they had seen each others' bodies, glimpsed in locker rooms or on trips to the beach. Then they had dormed together for a while at MIT and often seen each other topless or in underwear, but this was different. The moment was a breathless one, unbearably awkward and strangely familiar.

  After all, both had been subjected to similar ordeals by the brash men who had so recently crashed their way into their lives.

  "Come on." Nadia said. "Let's get this shit over with."

  "Do we need the lights on for this?" Suzy asked, trying to conceal the tremor in her voice.

  "You're right. You’re absolutely right." Nadia said, and clicked the lights off. The darkness gave her a moment of relief. She could get through this. The drapes in the plush hotel room were thick and made the blackness almost complete. She heard Suzy remove the last of her underwear and then she approached the bed.

  "Okay." She swallowed hard again.

  "Just lie back and think of baseball, the New York Yankees, whatever."

  "Some of those guys are actually pretty hot."

  "Okay, scratch that, think of Unix shell scripting languages, that should focus that big technical brain of yours."

  "Bourne shell or C shell?"

  "Whatever sinks your boat the fastest."

  The two women laughed. Take away the crazy situation, the Russian Mafia Godfather, the billionaire boyfriends and it could almost be like old times again.

  Or not.

  They were feeling each other up in the dark in a luxury hotel room.

  No. There was definitely nothing about this that resembled old times.

  Nadia put her hands to her friends legs and felt a slight tremble. Her skin was warm and soft, nothing like Clay's muscular body which had become so very familiar to her.

  She ran her fingertips lightly along the inside of her friend's lower leg.

  "He was higher." Suzy said in a slightly choked voice. The effect of the darkness hadn’t been good for her. It reminded her too much of the blindfold. Her senses were heightened and she was terrified of becoming wet from the memory of that man in front of her friend.

  She began running through a description of her chosen Unix shell script in her mind.

  The Unix C shell employs a 32-bit integer expression using operators borrowed from the C language but also with a some additional operators--

  The thought froze in her mind. Nadia's hands had passed her knees and were stroking lightly up her inner thighs towards her groin and she could feel her breath begin to speed up, her pussy begin to grow wet.

  "There, got it." She heard her friends relieved voice and felt the invisible hands leave her.

  "You found one?"

  "Of course I did. Ruben is the craziest of the three of them with this shit. He's had you tagged like an exotic bird since the day he… well, since he did whatever he did to you."

  "That fucking bastard."

  Her mind reeled. She had been hiding away in a hotel room day after day for nothing. All along he had known exactly where she was.

  "Hold still while I finish. Where else did he touch you? Did he have his paws on your boobs too?"

  "No need. He didn’t touch me anywhere else."

  "Really?" Nadia was genuinely surprised. Clayton had covered every inch of her body, teasing her half to death, when he had placed his tracking device on her.

  "Just drop it." Suzy said, still not ready to discuss that night with Nadia. "Now I suppose I have to cover every damn inch of you, considering you're engaged to the guy."

  "No. No you don't. I've done most of it myself. I just need you to check right in the middle of my back, it's the only spot I can't quite reach. Come on, I'll show you what you're looking for."

  Nadia clicked on the light and then stopped for just a second. She glanced down and then back up again. There was small wet spot on the bed spread between Suzy's legs. She felt color rising to her face as Suzy moved down to cover the spot. Neither of them said anything.

  "Look at this." She held up a
finger tip in front of Suzy's face and there right on the very top, just barely visible was a slightly darker patch of skin, hundreds of times smaller than a contact lens.

  "Jesus Christ." Suzy said in awe. "I've never anything like it."

  Nadia smiled. "These guys are smart as all hell Suz. I've never met anyone sharper than Clay and as for Ruben? He's smart in a league all his own and easily the most screwed up of all of them. Even Clay has warned me about getting to know him too much. The guys love him like a brother but they say that sometimes, with women at least, that he just doesn’t know the difference between right and wrong."

  Suzy wanted to speak, wanted to tell her how right Clayton was, but she still couldn't let go. Her feelings were still too confused to put into words.

  "But I don’t know," Nadia continued on, "maybe with the right girl…."

  "No. Not a chance." Suzy interrupted her. "Come on, lie down, I'll do your back. Lights on or off?"

  "Leave 'em on. You might spot one of these things and well, I'll be face down anyway."

  Nadia lay down on the bed, removed her bra and then waited.

  Suzy watched her for another second before moving. The wet spot had mortified her. She wouldn't have believed it could happen so quickly but Ruben had done something to her that night that made it all too easy for her now to get into that state. She didn't really want to move from where she was, but Nadia had closed her eyes now anyway and they had to get this done so she stood up and got ready to conduct the examination.

  She looked at Nadia's pale skin and long, slender back. Her friend looked so beautiful, so vulnerable lying almost naked on the bed. Her hair was tied up exposing her elegant neck and for a moment Suzy felt a kind of perverse envy of her friend's husband to be. The thought was shocking to her, ridiculous and absurd. She shook her head, took a deep breath and then put her hands sharply to her friends hips..

  Nadia jumped, her soft body contracting instantly.

  "I've already checked there." She said. "And you need a lighter touch."

  "Oh.. okay, sorry."

  "And your hands are cold."

  "Sorry. I'm not used to.. to whatever this is." She blew air on her hands and then rubbed them together. When she was ready she began to trace long soft lines along her friend's smooth back with her fingertips. She covered the area of her mid back steadily and then went between her sculptured shoulder blades and up to the back of her neck.

  "I… I can't find anything."

  "It's okay. Keep going. Maybe he never tagged me. Besides, that actually feels pretty good. It's not Lomi Lomi, but it's better than a kick in the ass."

  "Not Lomi Lomi. Okay." She repeated awkwardly, uselessly.

  The Unix C shell employs a 32-bit integer expression using operators borrowed from the C language but also with some additional operators--

  Eventually and to her immense relief, she was done. Nadia rolled over, her ample breast exposed in the soft light of the hotel room. She put her hands to her eyes and rubbed them, blowing air out between pursed lips.

  "He never tagged me. He said he would never do it again and he kept his promise."

  "I can’t believe he tagged you in the first place."

  "It saved my life. I know it's weird but if he hadn't been so crazy then God only knows where I'd be now. But if the bastard had done it again…."

  Nadia hadn't realized how much she'd had riding on this one thing.

  If the trace had been there it might have changed everything, but she didn’t have time to think about it because suddenly there was a commotion from the other room.

  "I didn’t order any room service." They heard Louise's voice. The women looked at each other and began to frantically drag their clothes on.

  "Don't come in here. I don’t want anything." Louise insisted.

  "I'm sorry ma'am, but this is a security issue." Suzy recognized the stern female voice.

  "Shit. That's Candy." She said, pulling her bra on.

  "It's okay Mrs. Komerov. We've come to take you back to your apartment where there are people to take care of you." That was Ruben's voice.

  Nadia and Suzy froze.

  "Who are you people? I'm calling security."

  "Don’t do that ma'am." Candy said sternly.

  "You take care of her Candy," Ruben said. "I'll check in the bedroom."

  The women struggled to finish getting their clothes on but it was too late - the door burst open. Nadia had on her blouse but no pants. Suzy had on her pants and bra but no blouse."

  Ruben stopped for a moment and then looked at Suzy.

  "Just what exactly is going on here?" He said with a quizzical look.

  "How about some damn privacy." Nadia said angrily. Suzy finished pulling on her shirt.

  "How about we exchange some 'damn' privacy for a little honesty Nadia? Where have you been the last four hours and what's your mother doing here? Louise still needs constant monitoring after all she's been through."

  Nadia finished pulling her jeans on.

  "She's my mother. Now get out of here and leave us alone."

  He pulled out his phone.

  "Who are you calling?" Nadia asked.

  "Clay needs to know about this. I'm head of the company who takes care of his personal security. I'm very sorry Nadia, but I there's no way I can let this go."

  Nadia looked desperately to Suzy who read her old friend's glance right away.

  "Ruben." She said. "Don't do it."

  He looked up at Suzy and instantly showed weakness. Almost undetectable, microscopic, but sure enough the edge was already gone from his implacability.

  Only Suzy could do that to him; the power of those big round eyes making themselves felt again.

  Suzy looked down to her feet briefly and then back up again.

  Fuck you Mayweather. She thought. You’re giving me no choice here.

  He felt his cock stiffen and he bit down hard. He would gladly do anything she asked just to have her for one more mind blowing night together but this was business and Clay was one of his two oldest and closest friends.

  "Suzy, I'm sorry, but this is different. This isn’t about you and me, I have a duty to inform Clay about this and one way or the other we will have to understand exactly what's happening here."

  "This is none of your business Mayweather--" Nadia jutted an index finger at him but Suzy pushed her hand down.

  "Let me speak to him Nadia. Alone."

  "I'm staying right here."

  "No. Get out. If you want to do whatever it is you have planned, and if you want my damn help, then just get out of her right now and leave this to me. I'll take care of it."

  Nadia didn’t look convinced. She glared at her and then at Ruben, ready for a fight but feeling sure she would be the only loser.

  "Nadia, look at me." Suzy ordered her and she turned her back to her old friend again.

  "I can do this. Trust me. Go look after Louise, just wait outside and I guarantee I can fix this." She stared hard at her friend, willing her to understand and to believe.

  "Okay." Nadia said finally, what did she have to lose anyway. She picked up her shoes and began walking to the door. As she passed Ruben she put a hand to his muscular chest and stared up at him.

  "Don't you lay another fucking finger on her Mayweather." She said, but she might as well have been speaking to a wood carving. His deep set eyes looked down at her without giving away an inkling of his thoughts. When Nadia left the room he closed the door behind her and then looked calmly at Suzy.

  It had been days since he had even glimpsed her and he had been longing for her in every way possible; in ways he would never have thought possible before he had met her.

  But he also knew her feelings towards him and so he had waited, bided his time in excruciating self-restraint.

  "Come here Ruben." She said.

  He walked silently towards her and she felt that damned excitement of his presence again, his intoxicating proximity.

  She dipped her head a
nd stared up at him with full, round eyes.

  That look. It got him every time, leaving him near to physical pain.

  The idea that she knew exactly what she was doing only made it all the more powerful and his cock began to stiffen uncontrollably in his handcut, tailor made pants.

  Sometimes being a man could be real pain in the ass.

  END OF VOLUME THREE

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  Billionaire Secrets Vol Four

  Suzy and Ruben continue their battle of wits and of the sexes to its final conclusion. The harder she resists his demands the more she wants to give in, but her world of chaos threatens to bring him and his empire to its knees. Neither of these smart cookies will ever give in, not without a fight to the bitter end, no matter how sizzling, crackling and spine tingling the sexual tension between them becomes.

  Chapter One

  "What is it?" Ruben Mayweather said, towering over the woman below him.

  "I want you to help her." Suzy said, staring up at him with her huge eyes.

  "In that case," he said, his gaze fixed on her dark hair, afraid to meet her eyes with his own, "I believe we can do business."

  Fuck you. She thought. Even after all this….

  "So you still want to use me, is that it?" She said.

  "I think it's you who want to use me Suzy. You want me to break my personal and professional relationship with one of my oldest friends just because you're shameless enough to ask me?"

  "And you're willing to go break it as long as you can get me into one of your perverse fantasy scenarios back in Quicksand Towers?"

  "Quicksand Towers? I don't understand. What are you talking about?"

  God damn it, that's right, private joke with Candy.

  "Forget it. What do you want me to do for you? Have a screaming orgasm in the next room from you while you watch it on TV?"