Sleeping With The Billionaire - A Standalone Royal Alpha Billionaire Prince Romance (New York City Billionaires - Book #2)

by Alexa Davis

  “I remember Tex,” I replied wryly, since he was the one of Cameron’s friends I really hated. He was just so arrogant and stupid.

  “Well, him and Marcus, but Marcus bailed to do something else... He wouldn’t tell me what. So, me and Tex it is.”

  “Have fun.” I stood up and grabbed my bag, forcing a stiff smile onto my face. “And, don’t get into too much trouble. I know what you and Tex are like when you get together!”

  I had to disguise my emotions. I was an absolute mess. Marcus bailing to do something else, something secretive, could only mean one thing. He was following through on my crazy spur-of-the-moment suggestion and coming to watch me work again.

  I already felt intense and shivery, and I didn’t even have his eyes on me yet. How the hell was I going to get through a whole day of that? At least when he was there before I didn’t know it, so it wasn’t like I was aware of him the whole time. Today, I’d be looking out for him. I would know he could be in the room. It would distract me all day long.

  Oh, my God, what the hell did it mean that he was coming to watch me after I’d turned him down, not only for sex but for a date, too? Did it mean he was still interested? That I still had a chance?

  Now I was even more pleased that I hadn’t sent Maddie his number – even though I was an even worse friend than before.

  “Yes, thank you for your kind words.” Cameron rolled his eyes and chuckled at me. “You go and enjoy your needless day of work.”

  “Hey, I love my job,” I shot back angrily.

  “I know, and you’re good at it, too. Doesn’t mean you need to do it. You’re taking jobs away from the needy-”

  “Oh, shut it!” I laughed and stalked toward the door. “At least, I’m not a lazy lay about.” I slammed his front door behind me to ensure I would have the last word, and I jumped back in my car, wondering what the day would bring. One thing was for sure, it would be a very interesting one!

  Chapter 15 – Marcus – Friday

  “Sorry, man, I know I’m a flake. I promise I’ll make it up to you next time.”

  I felt terrible for lying to Cameron about why I was blowing him off, but this was the only way I could really work out just what was going on with Blair. I needed to know – it was driving me insane. “I just have to get this stuff sorted today.”

  “All right, fine,” Cameron shot back grumpily. “It just won’t be the same without you.”

  I paused outside the photography studio, hopping from foot to foot anxiously, while I said goodbye to my friend. The last thing I needed was for him to hear his sister in the background. This was the one situation where the risk of getting caught really wasn’t worth it.

  Once he was gone, and I’d shoved my phone away, a smile played on my lips. The fact that Blair had invited me here, however strained her voice had sounded as she said it, was a positive thing. It meant I wasn’t totally rejected. Just for a night of hot passionate fun and a date...

  Not that I was focusing on that part.

  I pushed the door open, trying to hold my head high, but my confidence had deserted me. Nerves edged their way through my veins, scratching through my limbs, but I continued walking.

  “No, this isn’t right!”

  As soon as I heard Blair’s distressed voice, I began to regret my decision. Maybe it wasn’t right for me to turn up at her work, barely announced, especially if things weren’t going the way she wanted them to.

  I almost turned away and left, but then I heard her again and couldn’t resist going to see her. She just sounded so morose, and if I could fix that, then I would. After all, who didn’t want to be a hero?

  “He can’t just not show! We have the studio booked for the job all day long. The client will go berserk. I have the other model here waiting... Okay, fine. I understand.”

  As I stepped into the room, I spotted a very bored, stick-thin girl, staring at her nails with the sort of expression that could only come from a model. I’d spent enough time at various fashion weeks to know the type. I was also very aware that despite the fact they normally looked bored, they desperately needed each and every job to eat and pay their rent.

  Okay, so maybe most of that information had come from the models I hooked up with, but that wasn’t essential information right now.

  “Argh!” Blair chucked her phone onto the floor, temper oozing from her tone. “For God’s sake!”

  “Is everything all right?” I asked quietly, tentatively stepping forward. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

  “Oh, God, I forgot you were coming.” She ran her fingers through her hair, her flushed cheeks showing just how frazzled she was. “Sorry, this isn’t a good day. As it turns out, we won’t be doing the shoot after all because the idiot male model is ‘indisposed.’” I could hear the sarcasm as she put that word in air quotes. “Probably just hungover, or on a come down or something. It’s just so frustrating, especially when the agency doesn’t have anyone else to send me.”

  “I can do it,” I burst out unexpectedly. “I mean, I don’t know if I have the exact experience you’re looking for, but I have done a lot of photoshoots, what with my status and everything.”

  I hated how pretentious that sounded, but it seemed to have the desired effect. Blair ran her eyes critically all over me, trying to work out if I was capable of doing it. Much as I’d come here to get away from that sort of nonsense, I’d do it in a heartbeat to help her out.

  “Well, I suppose you are the right size for the clothes.” She sighed deeply, clearly hating the idea, but it wasn’t as if she had much choice unless she wanted to cancel the shoot. “And, you really don’t mind?”

  “Anything for you,” I smirked, also using this moment as a much-needed flirting opportunity. “You know that.”

  “Right... Well, erm.... You go and get changed. I’ll just sort out... my stuff,” she bumbled, giving me an inner cheer. That meant I was getting to her, which was exactly what I wanted.

  I tugged the clothes on quickly, not even really looking at what I was wearing. All I could see out of the corner of my eye was Blair watching me through the lens. She could try and hide it, she could pretend this was all about the equipment, but she still wanted me. Her issue about hooking up with me had nothing to do with me and everything to do with her concerns about her brother.

  “Okay, where do you want me?”

  I glanced over to the female model, whose expression had shifted to one of intrigue. The modeling scene was probably quite tight in New York; chances were they all knew one another, so to let in a stranger would be quite a challenge. Not that she seemed to be complaining.

  “Hi,” she purred, shimmying her body closer to mine. “My name is Jazmin, what’s yours?”

  “Marcus,” I replied a little gruffly. It felt so weird to be awkward around all these women, especially when I should really be drooling all over them. I just couldn’t do it with Blair watching me, even if I wanted to. I didn’t want her to think that I was the player I’d spent my whole life being. “It’s nice to meet you.”

  “I’m sure we’ll be up close and personal soon enough.” She winked. “This is a very steamy shoot.”

  Oh, God, maybe I shouldn’t have agreed to this after all...

  “Okay, guys, let’s do this!” Blair’s commanding voice, the one that I’d heard the other day, rang out through the room, demanding to be obeyed. “I want you over there, on the set.”

  “Don’t worry.” Jazmin loosely linked her fingers through mine to lead me over there. “I’ll show you the way.”

  I knew I should’ve let go of her, but I didn’t. The other side of me was acutely aware that I was going to have to get used to touching her because soon enough things could get very complicated.

  I was nowhere near ready for this. When I volunteered, I’d thought I was only doing it for Blair. I had no idea it was going to be this intense.

  “Marcus, put your hand on Jazmin’s waist. No, farther down, that’s it. Now, bury your face m
ore into her neck.” Blair’s commands were actually quite sexy, if only I could get into it a bit more. It was hard to fall into lust with that girl and to convey it properly. I just couldn’t do it. “That facial expression is great, Jazmin. Marcus, you need to look a bit more...” She tapped her chin, thinking of the right word.

  “Horny,” Jazmin interjected for her. “You need to remember that sex sells.”

  Oh, God. I slid my eyes shut for a moment and tried to work out how I was going to make this happen. Jazmin wasn’t the one I wanted to be thinking of during this, so maybe if I pictured someone else’s body to get me going I would be better. And there was only one girl I wanted to think about: Blair.

  As I brushed Jazmin’s skin, I could feel my whole body shift into a much more comfortable position. I bit down on my lip while I thought about Blair, and somehow that managed to bring the magic to life.

  “Much better,” Blair yelled out happily, finally getting what she needed. “Keep up whatever you’re doing because it’s working.”

  Okay, so thinking about Blair is what I need to do, so that’s what I’ll do...

  “Ooh, you’re super-hot now,” Jazmin hissed, really getting the wrong idea. “I like this side of you.”

  ***

  I threw myself into the rest of the shoot, ignoring all the little remarks Jazmin was making. She could think this was all about her as much as she liked. I kept trying to make it as obvious as possible so she wouldn’t get the wrong end of the stick, but my efforts were futile. She believed what she wanted, and unfortunately for her, she was about to get a big disappointment.

  “Thank you, Jazmin. Marcus, that was brilliant. We’re done now.”

  “So, are you coming out with me now?” Jazmin purred, pulling off her clothes in a very obvious, seductive manner. “So, we can have some real fun?”

  I glanced over to Blair, who was quietly packing away her equipment. I had no idea whether she could hear what was going on, but I wouldn’t have gone anyway. Even if Jazmin was a guaranteed lay and Blair was the total opposite, I would still rather be with her.

  “Erm, no. I’m going to help Blair pack up.”

  “But... she’s the photographer.” Jazmin said that with such conviction, such shock, that it made me annoyed. Did she think she was better than Blair because she was the model? There was never any excuse for being arrogant.

  “Yes, she’s extremely talented. And since I’m supposed to be here as her assistant, that’s what I’m going to do. I would much rather hang around with a creative genius than anyone else.” I was being awful, but it made her stomp out – the unfortunate, but also the desired effect.

  “Thank you,” I heard Blair murmur gratefully behind me. “I get that a lot with models.”

  “Ugh, they have no idea what they’re talking about. I mean, it isn’t easy to stand around posing half naked all day, but it has to be easier than what you do.”

  “Oh, I don’t know,” she smirked playfully at me. “You made it look easy.”

  “Well, you know...” I grabbed her and spun her around, pressing her body up against mine in the way that Jazmin’s was only moments ago. The only difference was with Blair, it felt really good. She gave me that buzzing feeling in my stomach, that intense heat spreading right my system, and all I wanted to do was pull her closer and take this one step further.

  “Oh, yeah,” she panted a little breathlessly, proving that this was getting to her, too. “This is real easy.”

  “Well, you better try this one then.” Feeling brave, I spun her around to face me. I felt like we’d already crossed a line by being this close, and I wanted to know how much further I could go. She must have been able to feel that intense chemistry circling us. I couldn’t be the only one completely addicted to this heat; she had to be intrigued, too...

  Her face was so close to mine that all I had to do was lean in a little bit if I wanted to kiss her, but I didn’t want to do anything she wasn’t comfortable with. I just needed a sign that she was as into this as me. She stared at me with a deep, dark desire behind her gaze, but I still wasn’t sure that was enough, so I edged ever so slightly nearer.

  And then our lips crashed together, and the rest of the world melted away.

  Fireworks exploded in my stomach, and the heat in my body consumed me entirely. She just felt so right in my arms. The sizzling proved that this was the best kiss that I’d ever had in my entire life. Blair was different – what I felt with her was on a whole new level. I had no idea where it was going to take us both, but I was glad that finally we were on the way to finding out.

  Chapter 16 – Blair – Friday

  My chest swelled with happiness as Marcus and I finally caved to temptation. I was still very aware that this wasn’t something we should be doing, but watching him come to life through the lens of the camera, come to life and create some seriously hot magic, was almost too hot to bear. I hadn’t even felt jealous of Jazmin, despite the fact that it was her body getting all the good stuff; I just wished that it was me he was touching.

  There had been a pulsing need in me all afternoon, a zinging electricity, and now as Marcus snaked his tongue between my lips, all of that was coming to a head. It was as if an intense foreplay had been going on throughout the day and now I was finally able to fully experience the real deal.

  “Oh, my God,” I murmured quietly as Marcus moved his mouth from mine and started to trail it down my neck, an area I was now realizing was incredibly sensitive.

  My eyes fell shut and my heart danced around happily in my chest, allowing this to continue in my brain as a fantasy. I didn’t want to accept how real this was, not right now, because that meant I was doing something I shouldn’t be. Right now, I simply wanted to be a slave to the sensations bulldozing through my body.

  I could feel Marcus’ fingers creeping around my waist, touching my curves, sending sparks bolting toward my core, and my head to completely loll to one side in response. Everything about having this incredible man touching me was almost too much. It awoke something within me, something I thought that I’d shut off long ago, and now the dragon of desire was growing, gnawing hungrily, grappling for satisfaction.

  “Are you sure about this, beautiful?” Marcus murmured into my ear, causing my eyes to snap open in shock. This was about to go from kissing, all the way to... something else. Was I ready for that, here, in my place of work? Then again, it was much better than going home to my apartment – I was much more likely to have someone walking in on me there.

  Plus, I had no idea if I’d make it that far. My whole body had lit up on fire and the burning was becoming intense. If I didn’t give into this need right now, then sensibilities might kick in and I’d never do it.

  “Hold on.” I smiled, slipping away from him. “Let me go and lock the door.”

  As I clicked the lock noisily and my body fell against the cold door for a split second, cooling me down, I wondered what the hell I was doing. Then again, I hadn’t done anything that was just for me in a very long time, and there was no way in hell that I had the strength to turn Marcus down again.

  I turned and smirked at him before moving back. I laced my fingers silently through his and led him into the other room where I knew for a fact there was a desk. If I was going to succumb to this, then I wanted to go the whole way and make all my fantasies come true. I’d never worked in an office before, but surely everyone had that desire?

  I plonked my butt down on the desk and yanked Marcus closer to me until his body was between my legs. As we kissed hard and fast, I could feel all of him, including a hard, strong desire just for me. Feeling him strengthened my need and my fingers clutched onto his t-shirt, absolutely refusing to let him go.

  Eventually he pulled back, but only for a second to whip off my top. I hadn’t picked it out with much thought – I never cared too much about what I wore to work because it just wasn’t important – but now I was glad that at least I’d managed to put on my black lacy bra. From the way M
arcus’ eyes popped, it looked really good on me.

  But then that was gone, too, discarded as if was nothing. Before I could make any comment about that, he claimed one of my breasts with his mouth, flicking and licking my nipple as if it was the sexiest thing in the world. I had to grip onto the desk beneath me to stop myself from falling, so hard that my knuckles turned white.

  “Oh, fuck, Marcus,” I groaned. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

  That was supposed to be a throwaway comment, but he seemed to take it as some sort of challenge. He slid his mouth slowly down my body, tasting my skin as he went, and soon he was at the waistband of my skirt, getting tantalizingly close to where I was desperate for him. Knowing he was so close had my back arching against him, my heart hammering loudly, and my breaths coming out hard and labored. I was hot all over and felt like even an ice-cold bucket of water thrown over my head wouldn’t be enough to cool me down right now.

  Marcus moved his lips past my skirt and to my thighs, teasing me with every small movement he made. My panties were still in the way, but I could still feel his breath, as if they were made from a very thin paper. I was boiling, soaking wet, and I needed him to explore that.

  “Stop it,” I gasped loudly. “You’re driving me insane.”

  “I am?” I could hear the smirk in his voice, the pride, but I didn’t care. I simply nodded, giving him what he wanted. Let him be arrogant, as long as I get what I want. “Well, how can I deny you now?”

  He lifted me up and slid my underwear down, kissing me all over again while he drove his fingers deep into me. I was already shuddering slightly, driving me dangerously close to the knife edge of desire.

  I clung to him, digging my nails into his shoulders, and as I did, I felt far too much material in the way. I’d been looking at his incredible chest for most of the afternoon, since parts of the photo shoot required him to be topless, but now I wanted to feel it. I wanted to run my fingers over the abs I knew were there, so I yanked at the material, pulling it up over his head while his fingers massaged me.