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

by Ava May

  “Sounds great,” she said in a whisper.

  Chapter 4

  If Maya knew that going on unpaid leave would mean meeting Kyle earlier, she would have considered screwing up a whole lot earlier. This was the first time in a really long time that she was waking up in a bed that was not her own or Riley’s. She could have sworn that she would have been freaked out if it ever happened again but somehow, she was just relaxed. Simply relaxed. She had just rolled over to see an empty spot where Kyle had been lying next to her. Just then, Kyle who was wearing a pair of pants walked in. Maya thought he looked at his perfectly chiseled torso.

  “You are already up,” he said as he walked in carrying a tray. She could smell the fresh crispy bacon and something delicious that she could not really place. But she soon realized that it was all the different aromas that confused her senses. “But then I guess that this is perfect timing then, right?” he asked as she pulled herself to a sitting position, careful not to tip over the over-bed table he had so carefully positioned on the bed.

  “I guess it is,” Maya said in a low whisper.

  He sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned forward to kiss her softly on the lips.

  “Good morning,” he said when he pulled away and she smiled.

  “Good morning,” she said. “This smells great.”

  She looked down at the tray that he had put on the over-bed table.

  “Crispy bacon, fried Italian sausage and spicy eggs. Something I learned from my housekeeper.” He pointed at the juice and coffee. “I didn’t know what you prefer for breakfast so I brought you juice and coffee and a side of toast just in case you choose to go with the coffee.”

  “Oh wow,” Maya said when she took a bite of the eggs. “I should sleep over more often.”

  Kyle looked at her and smiled.

  “I wouldn’t mind that,” he said in a low voice.

  “But I think that might not be so bright,” Maya started as she took another bite of her eggs. “I really need to watch my weight.”

  “You look perfect to me,” Kyle said, shrugging.

  “Well, you have to say that. You just slept with me,” she said and he laughed.

  “Are you always this…” he shrugged. He was lost for words.

  “Yeah, sometimes I am. Especially when I know that I am eating stuff I have banned myself from eating,” she said and he shook his head. He leaned forward and kissed her cheek and then her shoulder.

  “Look at yourself and tell me why you cannot see how perfect you are,” he said in a low voice. “You…all your perfect curves and sexy brown flawless skin and…” his voice trailed off as he gently traced his thumb on her cheek. “I never thought I could meet someone that would make me happy again. Until I met you.”

  “You literally met me less than forty eight hours ago,” she said as she looked into her eyes.

  “Actually I met you two months ago when I first walked into the Boomerang,” he said as he fed her another forkful of eggs. She frowned as she chewed and he nodded. “You ran into me in the bar parking lot. I had a flat tire, no jack.”

  Maya’s eyes grew wide.

  “Oh yeah.” She could remember that night a little too well. She had given her jack to a stranger in the parking lot and she could not really see who it was because of a busted bulb she had been bugging Riley to replace for days. If that bulb had been working that night then she would have seen the stranger she had helped. “And you left the jack with Riley.”

  Kyle nodded.

  “And I have been coming to the Boomerang ever since. Trying to work out the courage to face you…ask you out.”

  She shook her head.

  “You were trying to work up the courage to face me?” she asked as she looked at him and he nodded. “Why?”

  “After the whole thing with my ex-wife and cousin, I just didn’t think I would ever be good enough for anyone especially someone like you.”

  She put her fork down and shrugged.

  “What do you mean ‘someone like me’?” she asked.

  “I always see you there talking to Riley at the bar. So confident. So perfect. So…complete,” Kyle said and she sighed as she forced out a cynical laugh.

  Kyle had just used all the words that Maya could never use to describe herself. She was there breathing hard and fast as she looked at her. She had never once considered herself confident or complete. Maybe that was why she let Alicia Bane push her around the way she did at work, take credit for her work.

  “You really think I have all that?” she asked and he nodded.

  “Those were some of the reasons I got so attracted to you,” he said. “And by the way, you need to tell your bosses that Alicia Bane stole your presentation and presented it as her own. At the very least, you deserve the credit even if you don’t get the promotion.”

  “How do you know about Alicia Bane?” she asked and he forced out a laugh.

  “You were really out of it that night I took you home. Weren’t you?” he said and she shrugged. “We talked for almost what? Three hours?”

  She shrugged and smiled as she took a bite of one slice of the crispy bacon.

  “Apparently I am more of a light weight than what I really thought,” she said and he nodded. He picked up another strip of the crispy bacon and bit into it.

  “You wouldn’t last a weekend on a navy ship or base,” he said in a soft voice.

  “Wait, you guys drink on the job?” she asked as she looked at him and he shrugged.

  “Not exactly on the job. But every so often the men and women this country entrusts its protection to need to let loose and when they do, they go all out,” he said smiling. “So yeah, soldiers and marines do drink every so often.”

  She looked into her eyes for a long second before she pushed the table away.

  “Are you full already?” Kyle asked as Maya dabbed the sides of her mouth with her thumb and forefinger, wiping off the crispy bacon crumbs. She shook her head and pulled herself to her knees.

  “Some things are more important than food right now,” she said in a soft voice as she looked at him.

  What she didn’t know was that he was wondering how they had gone from talking about the military to the way she was looking at her, like she wanted to eat him. Like she wanted to tear his clothes off at that very moment.

  She put her hands on his shoulders and began gently kissing his neck. He closed his eyes as she worked her lips upwards to his earlobe He let out a small whimper as she took his earlobe in between her teeth, nibbling at his sensitive lobe. She put a hand around his neck and went on to kiss him slowly and softly. By the time she kissed his lips, she was on top of him. She had straddled him and he was holding her around the waist. She pulled away and looked down at him.

  “Should I even ask what that was for?” he asked and she shook her head.

  “You have already said it. You think I am perfect and confident…words enough to make me want you right now,” she said before she kissed him again. She began grinding her hips on his crotch and moaning softly as his cock rubbed against her clit.

  Kyle moaned his disappointment when she pulled away and put her hand on his chest, slowly pushing him down on the bed. She gently ran her kisses down his chest to his waist before she pulled the pajama pants down. Kyle knew almost immediately what she had in mind and he did not have the mind to stop her. He exhaled loudly as he felt her wrap her fingers around his massive cock.

  Maya had not really thought through what she was about to do because she did not know how she was going to fit his girth in her mouth. She gently began taking the smooth bulbous head into her mouth, He moaned softly as she began taking more and more of him down her throat. It was all too much for him to bear. She was almost taking his entire length down her throat and he was struggling against himself not to explode. He gently held her head as she bobbed it on and off his cock. She was taking him so deep inside her throat that she was surprising even herself.

  “Maya…you keep going
like that and I swear I am going to cum right into your mouth,” he said in a warning tone but she didn’t care. She began to gently rub his balls as she sucked him. By the way she felt him pulsating inside her mouth against her tongue, she knew that it wouldn’t be long before he came. She suddenly pulled him out of her mouth and brought herself up to straddle him again. He moaned loudly when she slid down his long cock. She let out a loud cry as she felt herself being stretched out to the limits. She was slowly working herself on and off his mammoth cock and he was slowly rocking his hips upwards meeting his every downward stroke. He held her waist and suddenly flipped her getting her under him. She as now at his mercy.

  “Fuck me, Kyle,” she said in a soft voice.

  “That is exactly what I want to do,” he said as he began moving himself in and out of her warm and slick pussy.

  At that moment, everything around Maya, her life, her job, the misunderstanding…everything suddenly made a lot of sense. Maybe meeting him at the Boomerang that night was what all the misfortunes in her recent past had been driving towards. Maybe it was about time she got her shot at happiness. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him deeper into her. He was fucking her harder and deeper than anyone ever had and she was loving every minute of it. She gently held the back of his neck and bit his shoulder as she felt him pushing and pushing way past her limits. This was her happily ever after. This was her shot at living life free and happy.

  This was it.

  Kyle was it.

  THE END

  Love in Bloom

  Love in Bloom

  Chapter 1

  “Of all the days my assistant had to call in sick,” Corrine Marshall thought as she made her way to the entrance of Giovanni’s carrying what seemed to be the millionth basket of roses. She had spent the better part of the afternoon decorating the restaurant for a wedding reception later that evening. Her heart was pounding hard in her chest from all the trips she’d had to make from her car to the restaurant in the past few hours and trying to organize the handymen who were busy hanging the decorum from the ceiling. This was normally Simon’s job. All she had to do was handle the money end of things and he would do the rest. But even when he didn’t, she could always count on Mona, her other worker who was also out of town. The last couple of days had been exhausting and to think that she had to go to two more restaurants before the end of the day thanks to her biggest contract yet: all four of Dante Giovanni’s restaurant across the state. She had been a little excited at the thought of having such a big contract. After all, a big name like Dante Giovanni would look great in her portfolio but she was beginning to feel overwhelmed especially since two of the restaurants had events on the same evening and the other two… well, they were five star restaurants. So that said it all.

  “Making the delivery all by your lonesome today, Corrine?” Yvette, Giovanni’s hostess said as she looked at her setting up the floral arrangements on the tables.

  “Yeah, Simon caught that flu that has been going around his family and Mona is supposed to be back tomorrow.”

  “Oh yeah? Mona’s away?” Yvette pressed and Corrine nodded.

  “She went to see her grandmother over the weekend. She was actually supposed to be back on Monday but I told her to just take the extra two days and come back today.” Corrine looked up and sighed. “No one really knows how much time that poor old woman has anyway.”

  “I thought Mona said that she got into that clinical trial,” Yvette said, walking towards Corrine a glass of water in her hand.

  Corrine let out another loud sigh as she pushed three red roses into the center of a white rose floral arrangement.

  “Yeah she did but you know how these clinical trials are like. You never know if you are getting the real thing or the placebo… and judging by the way Mona’s grandmother’s health is deteriorating, I’m thinking she got the candy and not the real deal.”

  “Candy?” Yvette asked, her forehead a little creased in confusion.

  “You know… the placebo pills could be some powdered sugar and water hardened up into small pills with a letter in the middle…” Corrine looked up and shrugged. “Fucking candy.”

  Yvette frowned and took a long sip of her water.

  “The place looks really amazing. The wedding party will be supper stoked,” she said and Corrine looked around. A smile played on her lips as she looked at the restaurant that had every round table draped in a black tablecloth with a white and red rose centerpiece. Everything was perfect. And the arch… that damn arch made her want to get married. It was a white rose arch with what seemed to be a ribbon of red roses going around it from one end of the arch to the other. And to think she had done all that by herself was even more reason to be proud.

  “I hope they will be,” Corrine said as she reached for her phone. At some point during the day, she had decided to rely on her people; to rely on Mona and Simon and the team that they had handpicked. And so far, she had done a great job. The job at Giovanni’s was great. But now she had to find out how the situation at the second hotel was. She dialed Zeke Richards, one of the guys she had left in charge at the G-Spot and held the phone to her ear, her heart racing. “Hey, how’s everything at the G-Spot?” A smile played on her lips when she said that. Every single time she saw the name of the restaurant, it tickled her fancy. But probably that was what Dante had in mind when naming the restaurant in the first place. To get people talking. And it had worked too.

  “Almost done. We were hoping you would come and approve the décor before we left,” he said.

  “Sure. I’m almost finished here anyway,” Corrine said.

  She was still talking to one of the staffers at the G-Spot when she spotted Dante walking in. His presence was almost impossible to ignore. His tall lean and muscular self looked perfect in the grey slim suit and burgundy shirt he had on. His full head of dark shiny hair was a little out of place, a sign that he’d had a hard day running his fingers through his hair a lot. But even then, he still looked perfect. He was a few meters away but she could almost see his green eyes piercing through her.

  “Zeke, I have to go,” she said before hanging up quickly, without even giving him a chance to say anything.

  Her heart was racing as Dante made his way towards her. With every step he took, she felt like her heart was going to explode out of her chest. The back and forth dance that they had been doing over the last few months was finally getting to her. She could no longer ignore it. He had been flirting with her. There was no doubt about it. And she had been entertaining it. Heck, she loved it. She loved the fact that a man of Dante’s caliber, a ten in every sense of the word would ever take an interest in her, a plus-sized black woman who could not hold a candle to some of the world’s most attractive plus-sized women… it was not like Kim Kardashian had made the world any simpler for plus-sized women in the world. You were either as slim as Giselle Bundchen or as curvy as a Kardashian. Anything out of those confines was… simply unacceptable.

  She was still standing rooted to the spot like an idiot when Dante walked up to where she was.

  “Corrine,” he said in a soft voice.

  “Dante,” she said in an equally soft voice, hoping to the heavens that he could not pick up on the tension she was feeling.

  “How come the boss is getting her hands dirty today? Something seems amiss,” Dante pointed out as he looked at the flower arrangement in her hand.

  “Yeah… my people had…” her voice trailed off. She was not very sure what she was supposed to say. She wanted to say on leave or on break but at the back of her mind, she knew that there was no word good enough to explain what was so bad that she had to be the one on her hands and knees instead of her employees. “Emergencies,” she said after a long break.

  “Emergencies?” Dante asked and she nodded.

  “Emergencies,” she echoed.

  She placed the flowers in her hand in a vase before she put it on the last table.

  “I was actua
lly just finishing up here. The rest of the stuff will be handled by…” her voice trailed off as she looked around. “I was about to head to the G-Spot.”

  She was trying as much as she could not to look into his eyes but it was virtually impossible. Dante was looking at her, almost as if he was undressing her with her eyes.

  “You are finally able to say the name of the club without giggling,” Dante noticed.

  “Well, trust me. It wasn’t easy,” she said as she zipped up her bag.

  “Wait, Corrine. I just got here,” Dante said as he looked at her.

  “Yes, and right now you are my boss talking to me about not doing a job you paid me to do,” she said. “Definitely need to go.”

  She grabbed her keys and looked into his eyes.

  “You know I can cut you some slack right?” he asked. “I mean, all I need is a few minutes of your time.”

  She looked at him and at that moment, she had a million questions. She wanted to know why he needed a few minutes alone with her, not that she minded or anything.

  “A few minutes?” she asked and he nodded.

  “Why don’t you step into my office?” he said, taking her hand to lead her out of the main restaurant area and into his office. What she was feeling at that moment could only be described as a million different bolts of electricity going through her body. Her heart was racing as they walked into his office. For a man with so many restaurants, she was always surprised at how big his offices usually were. You would think one office would be enough but not for Dante Giovanni.

  “We really don’t have anything to talk about, Dante,” she started as he closed the door and leaned against it. Almost like he was sending a message that he was imprisoning her. She looked at him and felt a shiver going through her body. That was the kind of hold he had on her and she hated the idea that he knew it too.

  “Yes we do,” he said in a low voice as he began slowly walking towards her. “I have been waiting for two weeks for you to honor my invite.”