Boss Me Baby (Billionaire Boss Romance Book 3)

by R. R. Banks

  “You’re not serious,” she replied. “You’ve never wanted to just be filthy rich with no responsibility and just doing whatever you wanted.”

  “Sometimes there has to be an endgame,” Dillon stated as he reached over and grabbed his drink. “I’ve always been someone who has wanted a family and actually be that awkward father who tells dad jokes.”

  Marisol choked on her bourbon as Dillon joked with her, caught off guard that Dillon actually didn’t want to be a carefree playboy. That he actually wanted to take responsibility with his life and do something productive with it. “I want to have a family,” said Marisol. “I do. I want a couple children and a husband who loves me.”

  “Is there anything else you want?”

  “I want to do philanthropic work,” she continued. “I don’t want to be like my father and obsess about business and making money that I will never be able to spend. I want to devote my life to being an amazing mother to my children and a devoted wife, but I also want to be remembered for what I did for others.”

  “I didn’t know you wanted that?” asked Dillon. “If you don’t mind me asking, what kind of help do you want to give?”

  Marisol sat back against the arm of the couch as a genuine smile came over her face. “I want to build homes for families who lose theirs in disasters,” she explained. “Families who lose their homes in fires or in natural disasters are out of a lot. Growing up, I watched families lose their homes in hurricanes and seeing how awful it was inspired me to want to do more.”

  “I guess you did see a lot of awful storms growing up on the coast in Valencia,” referenced Dillon. “I mean, I grew up in Miami and I saw some of the worst hurricanes to ever hit the United States.”

  “And all those people who lost their homes, it’s heartbreaking,” she continued. “I want to do so much for all of those families who lost everything. I want to do as much as possible.”

  “You have a big heart,” said Dillon as he leaned back. “I love that about you.”

  “Do you?” she asked happily. “Why?”

  “Because having a woman who is compassionate is something that I want,” he explained. “I want someone who wants to do more with her life, but who also wants to be the best mother she can be.” He paused as he placed his hand on her hands and leaned forward to kiss her on the cheek. “Marisol, I love the woman that you are and I am falling deeply in love with you.” He pulled back and looked at her beautiful brown eyes as a small smile started to form out of the corner of her mouth. “You are the woman that I have waited my entire life to be with and I don’t want to screw this up.”

  Marisol leaned forward and kissed Dillon softly on his lips, placing her hands on his knees as she teetered forward on hers. She held it for a few seconds before pulling back slightly a few inches to look Dillon in his eyes. “I love you,” she said quietly as she rested her weight on his legs. Dillon placed his hands on her waist, pulling her on top as he rolled backwards. She adjusted her legs a bit, swinging them around to straddle him while her hands went behind his head as she proceeded to make out with him. As she kissed him passionately, he moved his hands up her hips to the small of her back to start massaging the area.

  “You can do that,” she said as she pulled up briefly before placing her lips back on his. They continued to kiss enthusiastically as Dillon massaged the muscles up and down her back. Slowly she moved her hand down Dillon’s torso and reached the top of his pants. Pulling his black leather belt back, she unclipped it before unbuttoning his pants and pulling down his zipper. With his pants unrestrained, she slipped her right hand into his boxers and started to play with his growing cock. She rubbed the head of it with her thumb as she gently stroked his shaft with her fingers. He let out a quiet moan as she continued to kiss him, suppressing him from getting louder while she teased him with his pants still around his waist.

  Dillon moved his hands off her back and down to his waist where he pulled his pants down to expose his growing cock. With Marisol’s assistance, Dillon’s boxers and pants were now down around his ankles and his cock was now fully erect, sitting out in between Marisol’s legs. She reached down and grabbed it as they locked lips again, this time with more fervor as their tongues started dancing together. She rubbed his cock up against her fully clothed crotch to tempt him as he moved his hands up her body. Reaching for her shirt, Dillon pulled it off over her head before grabbing her bra clasp with one hand and unclipping it in a single motion.

  “That was impressive,” said Marisol as her breasts were now exposed. He reached up and started caressing her nipples as she ground her pussy against his hard cock, feeling it throb between her legs. She reached for his shirt and started unbuttoning it, working her way down to the bottom before pulling it apart and lifting up his under shirt. Dillon leaned forward and pulled both shirts off simultaneously as Marisol stood up in front of the couch and unbuttoned her pants. Dillon sat up quickly and reached for her unbuttoned pants, pulling them down slowly while kissing the top of her panties and working his way down her thighs. As her pants reached the floor, Dillon wrapped his hands around the sides of her panties and pulled them down, revealing a beautifully sculptured bush to go with her tight center. He spread her legs slightly while she was standing and place his head in between her legs, spreading her lips with his hands and lightly licked her exposed clit . She moaned softly as he made her wetter, moving his tongue in a perfect motion for her to feel every sensation. She opened her legs up further as he continued to lick, placing her hands on his sandy hair and pushing his head further into her.

  Her legs started to quiver and her knees began to shake. He reached a point where Marisol couldn’t handle anymore standing and had to pull his head back. She stepped back and sat down on the couch, allowing Dillon to lean forward and place his head back in between her legs. “No,” said Marisol as she grabbed his head before he could continue eating her pussy. “I don’t want that.”

  “But you love this?” said Dillon, surprised that Marisol didn’t want to continue with the cunnilingus.

  “Not tonight,” she said with a passionate gaze. “I want you inside of me, right now.”

  Dillon smiled as he placed his hands on both sides of her and lifted himself up. Her pussy was dripping wet as he slid his cock inside of her slowly, leaning forward to kiss her as he thrust lightly inside of her. “I love you,” he said as he continued to move inside of her.

  “I love you,” she moaned as she tensed up with every move. Marisol looked into his eyes as he backed away from her, placing his hands on both sides of her ribs so he could get leverage. With their eyes locked with one another, Dillon proceeded to thrust harder. She moaned in ecstasy as she scratched her nails on his skin, leaving light red marks on his back. Her back arched as she stared at him, loving every moment. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled herself up a bit, interrupting Dillon’s rhythm and forcing him backwards. She pushed him forward onto his butt while still inside her, forcing his back into the side of the couch so she could control the rest of the action. She ground her hips against his with his cock moving in and out of her. With Marisol now in control, the motion and tempo of their session was much different. Her clitoris, now up against his pubic bone, was being stimulated as well as the insides of her pussy. Dillon moaned as his cock started to throb from the way Marisol’s muscles were gripping him. Both were getting closer to orgasm as she continued to work, gyrating her hips quickly as his cock moved inside of her. She leaned forward and kissed him passionately as she reached climax. Seconds after Marisol’s climax, Dillon followed, spraying his seed inside of her as they continued to kiss.

  “Did you cum?” he asked as she stopped rotating her hips, feeling his seed moving about inside of her cervix.

  “I did,” she said with a loving smile. “Why do you always ask me that when we’re done?”

  Dillon leaned forward and kissed her lightly on her lips. “Because sex is supposed to be great for both of us,” he explained. “I
want you to enjoy this just as much as I do.”

  “As long as I’m having sex with you, I promise, I will enjoy it,” she said as she sat up and removed his cock from inside of her.

  “Do you mean that?” he asked as he leaned forward to grab his drink.

  Marisol walked over to the other end of the couch to grab her clothes. “Absolutely,” she said as she turned back with a smile. “You’re the only man I want to have for the rest of my life,” she continued. “Now don’t screw it up.”

  Dillon laughed as she walked around the couch toward the bedroom, leaving him alone to think about the best thing that was happening to him.

  Chapter 8

  Robert Acostis, wearing a blue blazer and dark denim slacks, looked out the window of his luxury suite in Sydney. With the sun at its apex, the ocean water crashing into the shore was refracting the light off of the sun magnificently, giving way to a beautiful spectrum of colors and highlighting the clear sparkle. He continued to stare out at the beach, looking at the young women in bikinis soaking up the sun as they laid in the sand and allowed their bodies to bronze. “I should be out there,” he thought to himself as he listened to a stirring behind him. “I see you found your way in here,” he announced as he turned to see Sulagna Patel and Hannah Burchfield walking into the living quarters of his suite. “Come, make yourself at home.”

  “Only if you brought some of your wine,” said Sulagna with a coy smirk, walking further into the room and having a seat on a gray sofa near the window.

  “Yes, some of your wine. I believe you mentioned something about bringing some that first time we met over video conference.” asked Hannah, who looked incredibly ravishing with her hair pinned up on top of her head and a tight fitting grey pantsuit with a white, low cut shirt.

  Robert smiled. “That I did, and I never disappoint a lady.” he answered with a cocky grin. “Some men prefer to golf or fish, or even collect stamps. I prefer to make wine.”

  “Interesting,” replied Hannah as she stood beside the couch. “I’ve never been one to try homemade alcohol.”

  He laughed as he walked over to his suitcase and pulled out a bottle of red and handed it to Hannah. “Here, let me know what you think,” he said as he handed her the bottle. “It’s a merlot, but it’s not as bold as one would typically be. I like it, but I’m not the one to judge my own work.”

  Hannah nodded. “He’s showering me with gifts, Mrs. Patel. Mina said that he might be dangerous.”

  “It’s only in the spirit of sharing good alcohol. I promise,” he replied. “I love my craft and I take pride in it. Anyone who is willing to drink it and give me an opinion is always welcome to have a bottle.”

  “Well I appreciate it,” said Hannah with a soft nod. “I do enjoy men who happen to provide me the means of forgetting who I am a few hours later.”

  “And I am always happy to be that man,” flirted Robert with a sly grin.

  Hannah turned to look at Sulagna, who was looking incredibly relaxed on the sofa. Wearing a charcoal grey dress with matching heels, gold earrings and a choker, Sulagna looked at peace with everything that was about to happen. “So, Mrs. Patel, what all is going to go down today and why do I have to be here?”

  Sulagna chuckled while Robert shook his head. “Is she always this blunt and direct?” he asked Sulagna, referring to the much younger blonde in the room.

  “Always,” replied Sulagna as she smiled earnestly. “But to be perfectly honest with you, we wouldn’t have her any other way. Her blunt nature is what is what makes her a great negotiator and is what gets most deals done as quickly as possible with as few hiccups as required.”

  “I’ve heard she is great, but I’ve yet to see her in action,” he continued. “Perhaps we will have to remedy that in due time.”

  “Anyways, Hannah, you are here to offer insight into the actual world that we operate in,” explained Sulagna as she changed the subject. “Unfortunately, everyone in the room, including Alexis, will have some connection with either the Australian company or directly to Mr. Jenkins. You are going to be neutral and will offer insight where required.”

  Hannah shook her head. “I’m not a moderator or an arbitrator.”

  “We’re not asking you to moderate the transition,” replied Sulagna. “We’re simply asking you to keep an open mind and give your professional opinion where needed.”

  Hannah continued to shake her head in a mild protest. “I understand what you’re wanting me to do, but Mrs. Patel, I don’t think I’m that girl. I’ll tell Flannigan or whoever else is in that room to piss off quicker than I can tell them that deal is potentially going through.”

  Sulagna nodded. “I know you’re quite volatile, but please keep in mind that you have to remain somewhat friendly with them.”

  “Hah!” screamed Hannah sarcastically. “Alexis does friendly. I just get results.”

  “Alexis does not do friendly all the time,” replied Sulagna as she leaned over on the couch. “She can be just as cruel sounding as you are.”

  Hannah thought about that for a brief moment before shrugging her shoulders. “Fair enough,” she stated plainly. “But in all truth, she learned it from me.”

  Robert turned and shook his head as he laughed at Hannah’s remark. “You’re quite the modest and humble girl,” he said in a sarcastic jab as he started to look out the window at the waves crashing into the coast again. “Why don’t we let Alexis moderate the meeting then?”

  “Excuse me?” asked Sulagna as she turned to look at Robert, who didn’t turn to acknowledge her.

  “I’ve been told that Alexis Matthews is one of the best administrators that the consortium has ever had under its umbrella. Why not let her control the negotiations?” asked Robert as his gaze continued to be affixed on the coast. “If she really is that good, then she can put aside any feelings that she has for him and focus solely on the task at hand.” He turned away from the window and looked at the two other women in the room, both in a state of shock as they heard what Robert was proposing. “We all know that the sale is going to happen. Why not make it easier on all of us by having someone he cares about put the final nail in his professional coffin.”

  “Alexis would never do that,” defended Hannah. “She doesn’t have it in her to be cruel to that man.”

  Robert shook his head in denial. “I think she does,” he replied confidently. “I think that Alexis is so in tuned with her career that she will know what is best for the companies involved and will allow that to trump her feelings on the matter. I think she will understand that Nathanial needs to step out of the way, let us control the South Pacific and let that buffoon do other things that keep him entertained.”

  Hannah was in shock while Sulagna stared at Robert. “Robert, to put that young girl through that may not be the best for this company,” advised Sulagna calmly. “I don’t think we should put her through that.”

  Robert smiled. “Why don’t we ask if she can handle it?” he asked, seeming as if he was compromising. “Why don’t we ask if Alexis can handle the negotiations and if she says she can, we let her do it.”

  “And if she says she can’t?” asked Hannah.

  “Then I’ll lead them,” replied Robert.

  “Absolutely not!” shouted Sulagna. “I will not have you bullying Nathanial in that setting. If anything, you’ll remain quiet during the proceedings.”

  Robert looked at Sulagna in a forced state of shock. “You won’t let me speak?”

  “If you didn’t have an influence in that region, I wouldn’t let you be in the room for the sake of Nathanial’s dignity,” answered Sulagna.

  “Fine,” said Robert with a sarcastic grin. “Then if Alexis doesn’t lead the meeting, then Hannah will. Either way, it will be one of the two prodigal children ruining that man’s professional career with the consortium.”

  “That’s not fair of you to suggest that either one of us do that,” said Hannah in a condemning tone, looking out at Robert with a scathi
ng gaze. “You’re asking both of us to ruin this man’s life and that’s not fair to ask of either of us.”

  Robert turned around fully and leaned against the glass. “That’s business,” he said with a sly grin. “It’s nothing personal and your relationship with Alexis should not sour and if Alexis’s relationship with Nathanial ends, then, well, it was not meant to be.”

  Hannah’s head shook from the side to side slowly as the words from Robert’s mouth sunk in. “You’re wanting to put the two of us in an awful position.”

  “I think he’s right though,” mentioned Sulagna. “I think in all honesty, having either of the two of you do it might soften the blow. Hopefully if we’re fortunate, it will be the smoothest transition we’ve had.”

  “So, you think this is a good idea?” questioned Hannah rudely. “I was surely hoping you would have had my back on this.”

  Robert smiled as he turned back around to look out the window. “Hannah, relax,” he said softly as she was seething. “Dillon is a very compassionate, honest, and well-meaning person. He is a shrewd businessman who will always look after the bottom line, but he will also make sure that everyone is treated fairly. He doesn’t have it in him to screw anyone over, so if I didn’t know any better, I would think that he may already have a plan in place with Nathanial to smooth everything over.”

  “Nathanial already knows what’s happening,” continued Hannah as she walked up toward the window to stand in front of Robert. “Alexis text me from the bathroom of some restaurant down on the pier, saying that they ran into Dillon and his girlfriend and he broke the news to him.”

  Robert nodded. “I know,” said Robert with a roguish grin. “I know that Dillon and Nathanial ate dinner together last night and shared a few old fashioneds while both Marisol, Dillon’s girlfriend, and Alexis drank a bottle of Chardonnay a piece.”

  Hannah looked at Robert with a confused glance. “You know about that?”

  “I know everything!” he shouted. “I know that Nathanial started screaming in the restaurant and that Dillon calmed him down and, over swordfish, they discussed terms. Dillon gave Nathanial Jenkins access to his entire portfolio so that they could work out an arrangement that would heavily compensate him for what he is losing.” Robert smirked from the corner of his mouth as he looked out at Hannah with a devilish glare. “Hannah, I know the two of us have never really gotten to know each other, but one thing that I promise is that I never go anywhere unprepared, and neither does Dillon Flannigan. The moment Nathanial Jenkins alerted him that he was prepared, he leapt into action. Whatever deal Nathanial and Dillon put together will seem as if it favors Jenkins, but in reality, Dillon will hold all the cards. If you’re seriously worried about your best friend’s silly romance over both of your futures, then this isn’t the business for you and she might as well go shack up for the rest of her life and leave the tough stuff to the grownups.”