How To Catch A Billionaire (The Full Series)

by Helen Cooper

  “I have eighteen year olds throwing themselves at me, Sarah. Many women don’t have the same problems with age that you do.”

  “I don’t have a problem with it.” I frowned. Who were these eighteen year olds that wanted him and did he want them? Gross!

  “I’m not in the habit of dating younger women, Sarah.” He looked at me intently. “In fact, I don’t date them. I prefer my women mature and worldly and in their thirties.”

  “Uh huh.”

  “Women in their thirties don’t play games. I don’t play games either so it’s a perfect match.”

  “So hire one of them to be your fiancée then.” I jumped off of the couch. “And take me home.”

  “Sarah.” Harry jumped up and pulled me into his arms. “I don’t want them to be my fake fiancée. I want you.”

  I burst out laughing and buried my head into his shoulder. I was laughing so hard that my body was convulsing.

  “Are you okay?” He pulled me back slightly and gazed into my eyes.

  “Yes,” I gulped out between laughs. “Sorry you just reminded me of that Hallmark movie?”

  “Huh?” He looked at me puzzled and cocked his head. “Hallmark?”

  “Yeah, I saw this movie a few months ago called, ‘My Fake Fiancé’ and it made me laugh.”

  “Because?”

  “I’m not sure,” I answered honestly. “It just did.”

  “You are a funny one, aren’t you Sarah?” He studied my face. “I’ve never met anyone quite like you.”

  “Bippity boppity boo,” I sang randomly.

  “Huh?” The confused look was back on his face.

  “It’s a song,” I answered patiently.

  “But what does it have to do with what we’re talking about?”

  “It doesn’t. It just popped into my mind.”

  “Oh.” He scratched his head. “This is going to happen a lot, isn’t it?”

  “What—me singing?”

  “You singing, you laughing at jokes in your head, you being inappropriate and goofy.”

  “Most probably.” I grinned back at him. “Wanna see something?”

  “Depends what you are showing?” He grinned excitedly at me.

  “You wish.” I laughed, all of a sudden I’m in the happy high state that I get when I am officially drunk and all the alcohol has hit my system. “Sit down.” I push him down to the couch. “Do you have a stereo system?”

  “Yes?” He points to a Bose iPhone dock speaker and I grin.

  “Perfect.” I run over and take my iPhone out of my pocket and find a song in my iTunes.

  “What’s going on?”

  “I want to show you a dance.”

  “You’re going to dance for me?” He grins and sits back.

  “Yup.” I grin back at him in excitement and press play. “Hey hey you you, I don’t want your boyfriend.” I start singing along to the words of my favorite Avril Lavigne song and start doing a cheerleading dance I’d seen in a movie. I was huffing and puffing and raising my legs as I danced around and saw Harry looking at me with a dazed expression. “Don’t you like this song?” I asked him.

  “It’s not the song.” He paused and bit his lip; he looked like he was trying not to laugh. “But you don’t know the lyrics very well and I’m not sure what kind of dance that is.”

  “It’s a dance I learnt for auditions.” I pouted at him with my hands on my hips, all my dance moves forgotten.

  “Honey, that is not the sort of dance I was expecting.” He grinned at me and winked. I groaned as I realized he was expecting some sort of lap dance.

  “You’re gross.” I pointed at him.

  “Well if you promise a man a lap dance….” His voice trailed off as he stared at me glaring at him.

  “I didn’t promise you a lap dance.” I wiped the sweat off of my face. “I’m hot, can you turn the A/C on please?”

  “Maybe you should change?”

  “Into what?” I pouted.

  “I have a pair of shorts and a t-shirt you can wear.”

  “One of your older women’s?” I say smartly.

  “No.” He laughs. “One of mine. You’ll be more comfortable.”

  “But I need to go home.”

  “You can stay the night, Sarah.” He held up his fingers. “I promise not to have my wicked way with you.”

  “Uh huh.”

  “Again.” He grins.

  “See!” I shout at him. “You just want to have sex with me again.”

  “No Sarah, that’s not the only reason you are here.” He smiles seductively at me and I want to rip his boxer shorts off. “I promise no sex will be had tonight unless…”

  “Unless what?” I look at him through slanted eyes.

  “Unless you beg me.” He grins.

  “Yeah, you wish. Not going to happen.” I smile at him and walk over and run my hands down his chest. “Not going to happen at all.”

  Harry stared into my eyes and looked at me intently. I could see that he was turned on and it made me feel sexy and powerful. He caught my hand as I pinched his nipple and drew it up to his mouth. He took my pinky finger and pushed it into his mouth and sucked on it. I stared into his eyes, breathing deeply and I felt my pussy get moist. Finally, he let my finger go and stood up. “We’ll see Sarah. We’ll see.” He walked away from me to his bedroom and I threw one of his throw pillows at his back. He just laughed and continued walking.

  Chapter 9

  “Everything fit okay?” Harry questioned me as I walked out of his room with one of his white t-shirts on. I decided not to put on the boxer shorts because the t-shirt was pretty long on me and I wanted to tease him for getting me worked up and walking away. I’ll show him, I thought.

  “Yes, thanks.” I smiled at him and saw his eyes staring at my breasts. I had decided to take my bra off and it was pretty obvious as I walked towards him as my breasts were bouncing. I had contemplated taking my panties off as well but that would have given the game away too easily. “So, where were we?” I sat next to him on the couch and brought my legs up and tucked them under me. I saw him staring at my thigh where the t-shirt ended and I knew he was wondering whether or not I had any underwear on.

  “You tell me, Sarah Jane?” His eyes caught mine and I gulped at the evident lust I saw there.

  “So tell me about your parents, siblings?” I leaned back into the couch and tried to relax and ignore how close he was to me.

  “Ok.” He adjusted his body so that he was lying down next to me on the couch facing me. “Is this ok?”

  “Sure.” I smiled weakly. His lips were mere inches away from mine.

  “So my parents are Donald and Daisy Green.”

  “Wait, what?” I interrupted him with a laugh. “Donald and Daisy?”

  “Yup.” His eyes were alight with humor.

  “Like Donald and Daisy Duck?”

  “Yes, Sarah.” He stared at me patiently as I burst out laughing again.

  “Sorry,” I gasped as I regained control of myself. “You have to admit that that’s funny.”

  “I guess so,” he smiled but his gaze was not on my face. I looked down and saw that my nipples were pointing out of the t-shirt, obviously hard. I groaned inwardly at my body and its telltale sign of lust. I stretched and wiggled a bit so that my nipples rubbed against his chest briefly. I saw him take an intake of breath and smiled.

  “Ok, so we have your parents Donald and Daisy Green. What other family members will be there?” I gazed at him innocently and pretended not to notice his arm now nonchalantly placed on my hip.

  “My grandparents will be there as well. Mickey and Minnie.” He looked at me seriously.

  “What? No way?” I looked in him incredulously and saw him lying. “No fair.” I hit him on the arm and my body pushed into his.

  “I’m joking my grandparents are Donald and Julie Green.”

  “Ok, so your dad’s parents.”

  “Yeah.” His voice was low and we just stared in
to each other’s eyes.

  “Ok, so do they work for Zoom as well?”

  “My grandfather started the company but he and my dad are both retired now, though they do sit on the board.”

  “I see.” I felt his hand running up and down my leg and I adjusted my position.

  “So what else do you want to know?” He ran his hand up my inner thigh and I jumped up.

  “Uhm, I wanted to show you another dance.”

  He groaned and sat up. “Not another cheer?”

  “No.” I smiled at him seductively. “This one I think you’ll like.” I walked over to my phone that was still stuck on the speaker and selected an Usher song. I danced in beat with the music over to him and felt a thrill of excitement as he gazed at me. He had changed as well and was just sitting in his boxers and from what I could tell, he was starting to get aroused, the bulge hardening in his boxers was telling the truth. I shimmied over to him and stopped in front of him.

  I turned my back to him and started gyrating my hips back and forth pulling my t-shirt up and back down again. I peeked over my shoulder and saw him staring at me intently so then I turned around to face him. I crawled onto the couch and straddled him while continuing to dance. He was definitely turned on; I could feel the hardness of his cock against the wetness of my panties. I gyrated back and forth on him and swung my hair across his face and chest. I closed my eyes and pretended I was a stripper at an exclusive club in the backroom giving the lap dance of her life and started grinding into him hard. I heard him take a sharp intake of breath as I massaged my pussy against his cock and opened my eyes and smiled at him.

  He gazed at me wordlessly and I decided to up the ante. I pulled my t-shirt off and threw it across the room, so that I was sitting on him only wearing my panties. My breasts brushed across his chest and I felt my nipples harden even more as they felt the warmth of his bare skin. I continued grinding against him and stretched a little so that I could rub my nipples against his face and lips. Harry opened his mouth and took one of my nipples between his teeth and nibbled on it. I threw my head back and closed my eyes once again. I could feel that I was about to come and I didn’t want to stop. His mouth continued sucking on my hard nipples and he reached his hands to my ass and squeezed.

  I felt him slip a finger in-between my legs and he slipped it into my panties and rubbed on my sensitive clit. I increased my grinding then, as the feel of his cock on my pussy and his fingers against my clit was almost too much. I was so close to coming that I groaned when he stopped rubbing my clit. He changed his position slightly so that he had easier access to my panties. I felt him slip a finger in me and I felt myself come hard as he fingered me.

  “Ooh,” I groaned as I shuddered on top of him. I opened my eyes and he was grinning at me.

  “No fair. What about me?” He withdrew his fingers from my panties and I felt his hard cock once again pressed up against me.

  “I told you no sex.” I grinned at him as he growled.

  “I can come if you grind on me skin to skin,” he whispered into my ear.

  “Really?” I looked at him curiously. “Hmm.”

  He picked me up and carried me to his bedroom and I wriggled against him. “What are you doing?”

  “It will be more comfortable for both of us on the bed.”

  “I guess.” He plopped me down on the bed and pulled my panties off so that I was lying there naked. I watched as he pulled his boxers off and lay down next to me.

  “You can start dancing again, Sarah.” He stared at me with glazed eyes full of lust and I watched as he stroked his magnificent hard cock.

  “Fine.” I rolled over on top of him and felt my pussy get wet almost immediately. I looked down at him and started grinding against him. This was even more intense than before and I slid my pussy up and down his cock with fervor. He was so hard and his cock felt so delicious against me. As I slid on him, he reached up and played with my nipples and I moaned with desire.

  “That’s it Sarah,” he growled at me. “Keep on going fast.”

  I kept up my pace and slid back and forth on him quickly. We both groaned as the tip of his cock slid into me and then fell out as I slid back down. I wanted to feel him inside of me but there was no way I wanted him to know how badly I wanted to feel him deep in me.

  “Oh Sarah.” Harry rolled over and got on top of me. He opened my legs wide and rubbed the tip of his cock directly on my clit. He then placed it at my opening and rubbed it back and forth in my juices and I wriggled on the bed beneath him. He then reached a finger down and stuck it in me and I opened my eyes and stared at him as I came again. He grinned at me and I lay there satiated from another orgasm when I felt him withdraw his finger. I groaned for a second but then felt him stick two fingers in me. I moaned in excitement, loving the feel of him in me, when I realized that his fingers felt very different. I looked down and saw that he had pushed his hard cock into me and I looked up at him and grinned. He grinned down at me and rammed the full length of his member into me and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he moved back and forth.

  He reached down and grabbed my legs and put them over his shoulder and I screamed as his cock slammed into me harder and deeper than before. As I stared at him, his eyes glazed over and his body trembled before he pulled his cock out and came all over my clit and pussy. He collapsed back onto the bed and smiled at me. “Nice dance.”

  “Nice waiting for me to beg.” I smiled at him sweetly and shrieked as he pulled me towards him for a kiss.

  “Didn’t you know that a billionaire will say whatever he wants?” He caressed my back as he kissed my neck and I melted into him. “Now let me tell you more about my family.”

  I lay back in his arms and listened to him talking. I closed my eyes to relax as he talked and within minutes I fell asleep.

  Chapter 10

  I woke up the next morning and Harry was staring at me with a smile on my face. I groaned as I remembered I had slept with him again and hadn’t even attempted to resist.

  “What are you still doing here?” I stretched and looked at my watch. “Shouldn’t you be at work?”

  “That’s the good thing about being the boss,” he grinned at me. “I can go in whenever I want.”

  “I guess.” I closed my eyes to avoid his gaze. I was starting to feel funny looking at him.

  “What about you? Don’t you have to be at work, young lady?” He tickled under my arms and I squirmed while I laughed.

  “Very funny.” I glared at him. “My horrible overbearing boss fired me.”

  “Oh well. That sucks for him.” His hand snaked over to my breast. “But works for me.”

  “Oh no you don’t.” I rolled away from him. “I’m still tired from last night.”

  “You’re just being kind.” Harry laughed and kissed me before getting up. “Okay. Hop in the shower and then we can go to breakfast.”

  “What?” I frowned at him. “You don’t have to take me to breakfast.”

  “I want to.” He laughed at my look. “Unless you don’t want to.”

  “I won’t say no to a free meal.” I grinned and curled up into his sheets. “Your bed is so comfortable. I love it.”

  “That’s what they all say.”

  “All the hundreds of women you bring home, you mean?” My voice was light but I felt hurt inside.

  “Actually no.” He paused at the bedroom door and looked back at me. “I never let them stay the night. You’re the first one to enjoy the comfort of my sheets all by yourself.”

  “No way.” I looked at him in shock and smiled. “I guess I’m special.”

  “Well you are my fiancée.” He grinned and walked out of the room. “Now hop in the shower and get ready.”

  “Yes, sire.” I lay back and closed my eyes and smiled. I felt comfortable and happy and I didn’t want to explore those feelings too deeply. “Okay, okay. I’m going.” I jumped out of the bed as Harry flicked me with water. He really was turning out to be someone I ne
ver would have guessed he was; someone I was finding very attractive and appealing.

  ***

  “This is delicious.” I finished my omelet and sat back. “I think I just gained five lbs.” I laughed.

  “I can help you work it off.”

  “Yeah. You’d love to, I’m sure.” I grinned at him. “Thanks. I promise to take you out for a meal when I get my first paycheck.”

  “Ok.” His eyes crinkled. “How would you feel about us leaving tomorrow?”

  “But tomorrow’s Thursday?” I frowned. “I thought we were going for the weekend?”

  “I figured we could go down earlier and get you better acquainted with my parents and grandparents before my two cousins come down on Saturday.”

  “Oh.” I bit my lip. “I didn’t know your whole family was going to be there.”

  “Well, not my whole family.” He grabbed my hand. “It’ll be fine.”