BAD BOY ROMANCE: A Wifey for the Bad Boy (Contemporary Alpha Male Romance Book) (New Adult Alpha Male Romance Short Stories)

by Ava May

  “I want more,” he said in a whisper. “I need more.”

  He suddenly brought his head down and she gasped loudly when she felt his lips engulfing her clitoris. His full lips were attacking her own labia making her moan loudly as he went on licking her out, pushing his long tongue into her. Natalia grasped a handful of the bedding when he began moving his tongue in and out of her as he sucked on her clit at the same time. She moaned out loud when he pulled away and pushed his boxer shorts off. He pulled himself up and looked into his eyes before he kissed her softly. She could taste herself on his lips. Her salty juices were evident on his lips and tongue as he gave her long urgent kisses. By the time he finally pulled away from her she was panting for breath.

  “You taste so good,” he said in a soft voice when he pulled away. She held his face in her hands and looked into his eyes. “Do you want me to go on?” he asked and she shook her head.

  “Not until I do something first,” she said as she flipped them over getting him under her.

  Alex barely had enough time to look up at her before she lowered her head and began kissing his neck. She was working her way down his chest and then his abs before she took his balls in her hand. He gasped when he felt her small hand cupping him. She then lowered her head even further and licked the tip of his cock. Alex moaned softly when she took part of him into her mouth. She was taking as much of his length as she could without gagging and he was actually impressed at how much she was able to take. She lowered her mouth more and more taking more of his length down her throat. She held his cock and began moving her hand up and down as she sucked on his cock. Judging by the way she was going, Alex was not sure he could hold his own for much longer. He held her face and pulled her away from his cock.

  “You go on like that and there will be nothing left for you,” he said in a whisper. She pulled herself up and looked at him as he slipped an arm around her waist and got her under him. He ran his hand down her body as he marveled at her naked body. He didn’t say anything as he positioned herself in between her legs. She spread herself wider and he pushed the head of his cock into her. She winced when he pulled out and then pushed back in. She was wet enough but she could still feel him struggling to enter her. He pulled out again and kissed her deeply before he entered her one more time. This time, he buried his entire length inside her and she let out a loud moan. Alex looked down at her as he began moving in and out of her slowly. She dug her fingers into his back as he began working his cock in and out of her. He was stretching her out with every stroke and he was loving every minute of it. She was so tight, tighter than anyone he had ever had but he was slowly working her wetness. Soon, he was moving in and out of her in a steady motion and he was not showing any signs of slowing down any time soon. She closed her eyes as she felt him pulling out of her again. This time, she was the one who raised her hips encouraging him to get inside her once again. And he did. He was suddenly fucking her deep, burying himself inside her to the hilt with every thrust. She was struggling as hard as she could not to cry out as she felt a violent orgasm ripping through her insides.

  “Don’t hold back, Natalia. I want to hear you,” Alex said in a low sexy voice that almost made her melt. She held on to the bedding and to his back as he began thrusting into her hard. She was surprised at how he had gone from slow gentle strokes to an unrelenting piston in a matter of minutes. By this time, he was fucking her long and hard, something she had not thought possible until now.

  She suddenly cried out loud when she felt him filling her every fold as his cock began pulsating. She was holding on for dear life as he thrust into her even faster than he had before making her scream out louder than she had ever intended to.

  “Oh baby!” he yelled as he thrust into her one last time. She tightened her grip around his shoulders as another orgasm ripped through her in time with his own climax.

  “Baby…” she moaned as he pulled away from her. Her skin was glistening with sweat, an obvious evidence of just how hard he had ridden her.

  “Natalia, I can’t tell you how long I have been waiting for that,” Alex said in a soft voice. He kissed her again as his cock slipped out of her. “But it was worth it,” he added as he climbed off and lay next to her. She turned to her side and he held her in a spooning position.

  “You wore me out,” she said panting.

  “No, you did that for me,” he said before he kissed her shoulder.

  “Do you have to go back to New York?” she asked in a soft voice. Alex took a long deep breath.

  “Yeah, I do. It is kind of an important merger,” he said. “But you can come with me.”

  Natalia smiled as she looked at him over her shoulder.

  “I have to stay back here and handle all the clients you brought on,” she said.

  “Well, I do have some six or seven hours before I have to head back.” He stroked her hair gently. “How about we just get downstairs and have some of that Salisbury steak?” he asked.

  “Sure,” she said in a soft voice. “After all, I do need some energy after that workout.”

  She was about to climb off the bed when her smile faded. Alex noticed her frown almost immediately.

  “What is it? What’s wrong?” he asked.

  “This…you and me,” she started. “I don’t want it to just be some convenient thing.”

  He reached for her cheek and smiled at her.

  “You mean the world to me, Natalia Black and I have been in love with you for more than five years.” He gently stroked her cheek using his index finger. “And now that I have you, I am never going to let you go,” he added in a soft voice.

  THE END

  An Office Love Affair

  An Office Love Affair

  I live a fairly normal life, one that some would call boring. I am married to a man who I thought I was in love with but after years of being together the spark seemed to have just gone away. My husband Josh and I got married when we were young, when I was much thinner.

  Josh has blamed my weight gain for our marriage problems constantly telling me that I needed to lose 100 pounds at least. I have done my best, but I can’t get under 250 pounds. I tried to tell him that my body was not made to be thin, but he only rolls his eyes and points to a picture of me from when we met.

  I have done everything I can to try and get this marriage back on track but nothing has ever worked. I even went out and purchased a sexy nighty, had my hair and nails done and waited up for him to get home from work. I was so disappointed when he walked into the bedroom that night looking me over giving a smirk and then heading to the shower. He couldn’t even acknowledge that I was trying.

  It was then that I decided that I was going to get a job. I had not worked since Josh and I had gotten married. He said it would look as if he could not provide for me if I had to get a job and he did not want people thinking that he was a failure, but I had to have something in my life that gave me a sense of pride. A sense of achievement and self-respect was exactly what I needed to get my life back on course.

  After putting in so many applications and going to tons of interviews I almost gave up until one day I found an ad stating that the company was looking for a secretary and no experience was needed. I immediately applied and got an interview. I thought it would go just the same way all of the other interviews had gone, I would be told that I did not have enough work experience and to come back when I had more.

  Sometimes I just wanted to yell at these people, ‘How can I get experience if I can’t get a job,” but I never did. I just smiled and accepted it as one more failure, another person looking at me thinking that I was not good enough just like Josh always did.

  This time it was different though, I went to the office and was called back to the interview. When I walked into the room there was a man sitting at one end of a very long table, he had just the tiniest bit of silver in his hair and was dressed immaculately.

  His suit looked like it cost as much as my monthly house payment an
d his shirt was double cuffed. He had on a simple tie that did not take away from his suit, but only made him look even more classy.

  He stood about six feet tall and I could see that he was in great shape. His shirt was not tight, but it lay just perfectly on his muscles. He had a movie star smile that could take any woman’s breath away.

  I sat down on the other end of the table and tried to steady my breathing. I was nervous and I could not deny that this man was extremely attractive which made it even worse for me.

  I sat down wishing that I looked like I did all of those years ago I would have gotten the job for sure then. He cleared his throat and introduced himself as Alan.

  “I am looking for a secretary who can handle simple daily tasks that I just do not have time for,” Alan began, “Do you have any computer experience?”

  “Yes,” I replied, not sure what I should tell him, “I did go to college and I am in charge of all of my family's finances which I keep track of on my home computer.”

  I honestly hadn’t messed with a computer in a long time, except for playing a few games here in there when my husband was at work and I had nothing better to do but I really wanted this job.

  “Are you willing to learn and do whatever I ask of you,” Alan asked. There seemed to be a sparkle in his eye when he said the last part but I tried my best to ignore it.

  “I am willing to do whatever it takes to be successful at this job,” I replied. We talked for a little longer and Alan offered me the job. When I left I was happier than I had been in years. I was not going to tell my husband about the job. I knew how he would feel about it and since I was going to be working while he was off at his own job there really was no reason for him to know.

  Alan had asked me to come into work the next day and I decided to do a little shopping when I left his office. I wanted to make sure I was dressed to impress on my first day of work.

  I spent a few hours shopping and thinking about that sparkle I had seen in Alan’s eyes. I wondered what type of man he was and I wondered how it would be working for him. I also caught myself thinking about how attractive he was on several occasions and had to force myself to stop.

  I felt like a schoolgirl with a crush which was actually a pretty good feeling considering the way I had been feeling lately. I knew that my husband was right about me. I had let myself go, but I also knew that it was not completely my fault. He was partly to blame as well.

  As I shopped, I thought about how I had struggled with my weight over the years and how each time I would begin to lose weight my husband would bring home sweet snacks, fresh baked cakes and pies. It was as if he did not want me to lose the weight after all.

  I wondered if he had purposely been sabotaging me, but I had to put that thought out of my head. I could not understand why he would complain so much about my weight if he really did not want me to lose the weight.

  On my way home that evening I was excited, but I found myself thinking a lot about my husband. It had been so long since he had touched me, since he had even wrapped his arms around me and just held me. It was as if we had become nothing more than roommates. Roommates that really did not like each other.

  Tears welled up in my eyes as I wondered if he was having an affair. I could not deny that it was a possibility and it was quite likely that he was.

  I pulled into my driveway and found that once again I would be home alone at least for a few hours but tonight this was okay with me. I did not want to have to explain why I had went shopping. It had been so long since I had bought any new clothes that I knew my husband would question my motives and I did not want to have to lie.

  I unloaded all of the new clothes I had purchased and put them away, then decided that I needed to make some dinner before jumping in the shower. I was so excited to start my new job the next day and to see Alan again that I knew I would have trouble sleeping.

  I knew exactly what I would wear and how I would do my hair and makeup. It had been years since I had anything to look forward to and I was going to enjoy the next day as much as I could.

  After I showered, I decided that I would go lay in my bed and read until I fell asleep. It was late before Josh came home and tonight I did not even open my eyes to greet him when he lay in the bed next to me.

  He smelled of scotch and cigarette smoke, a smell that I had become all too familiar with over the past few months. Normally I would have laid there crying knowing that my husband would rather go to a bar than come home and be with his wife, but instead I just went back to sleep ready to start my new life the next morning.

  I woke up to Josh getting ready for work, it was early, the sun was still not up but I got out of bed just as I did every other morning and made him breakfast. I did not sit down in the dining room with him as I normally did, though, I knew that he would have some smart remark and was not going to let him ruin this day for me.

  I had decided that this job was going to lead me into a new life, one that I would be happy with. One that would not make me hate living, but would allow me to enjoy it each day. I knew that if things did not change between Josh and myself, I would have to make a decision about our relationship. I was not ready to say that it was over at this point, but I knew that if things did end, I would not be able to simply rely on alimony to get me by. I would need to have an income of my own.

  My idea was that since Josh did not know about my job that I was going to open my own bank account with my first pay check and save everything I could. I could not allow him to catch me off guard if he decided to leave.

  While Josh ate his breakfast, I went back upstairs, took a shower and got ready for my first day at work. I had no idea what was in store for me, but I could feel the excitement in my veins.

  As soon as Josh headed out for work I went back downstairs and made myself some breakfast, cleaned up and headed out the door. My heart was pounding when I finally got to the office. I had no idea why until I saw Alan.

  It had been years since I had felt it, but suddenly my heart fluttered and I could feel butterflies in my stomach. He was dressed perfectly with a dark suit and a dark blue tie that made his blue eyes pop.

  When he smiled at me, I could not help but notice how beautiful his smile was. He opened the door for me and led me into his office.

  “You’ll be working with me most of the time. Nothing that I am going to have you do is too difficult just things that I do not have time for,” he said as he walked over to a desk in the corner, “I had this set up for you last night. I hope it is to your liking, I know you would probably rather have an office of your own but I need you with me at all times.”

  He had a way of making you feel important, even if there was no reason for it. I looked at my desk and was ecstatic. I had never had a desk of my own. In fact, I had never had a place to call my own and I could not have been more excited.

  “It is wonderful,” I said, looking up at Alan.

  “Well, before we get started with work, I think we need to get to know each other a little bit,” he said looking down at me with a smile.

  I swore that I saw lust in his eyes and had to look down at the floor because it embarrassed me.

  “Tell me about yourself,” he said, noticing that I was blushing, “Are you married? Children?”

  That was not a topic that I wanted to talk about, but he asked and I felt compelled to be honest with him. I told him how I was married and our relationship was strained due to me gaining weight. I told him about wanting to have a job so that I would finally have something to feel good about and so that I would have an income if Josh decided to leave me.

  When I finished spilling my guts, I felt like an idiot and regretted telling him anything but when I looked into his eyes I could see nothing but sadness.

  “You should not feel that way,” he began stepping closer to me, “There are men out there, men like myself who would love to come home to a woman like you.”

  “Men like yourself,” I said, laughing, “I am sure a man like
you could have any woman that he wanted.”

  Alan reached out and put his hands on my waist. “I’m going to tell you something that most people don’t know about me,” he said, “I don’t really need anyone to come in here and help me. I can get the job done without a problem, but I am tired of coming into this office all day and then going home alone. I just needed someone to keep me company.”

  I could feel my heart pounding all the way up into my throat, “Then I’m your girl,” I said struggling to get the words out. I could not deny that I was attracted to this man and I was loving the feeling of his hands on my waist so much so that I could feel the moisture building between my thighs.

  Alan pulled me closer, “It sounds like you are tired of being alone too,” he said. I knew that he was right. If I was honest with myself the real reason that I wanted to get a job was because I was tired of spending my days and my nights alone.

  I was tired of being ignored by my husband and I was tired of feeling as if I was no longer a woman and I was no longer attractive. “You’re right,” I said my breath catching.

  Alan did not waste any time, he placed both of his hands on my face and kissed me as if he had been holding back since the first moment he saw me. At first I wanted to pull away. I could not do this not to my husband. No matter what he had done to me or what he had said I was still in love with him and this was not what I was looking for when I got a job. After just a few seconds I didn’t want to pull away any longer. I enjoyed the feel of his warm hands on my face, the feel of his tongue flicking against mine and more than anything I love the way he was making me feel. I finally felt as if it were possible for a man to be attracted to me exactly the way I was.

  Alan pulled back and looked me right in the eyes, “I think you are beautiful and if he does not see that then it is his problem, not yours.”