His Primary Desire (New Adult Billionaire BBW Romance)

by Kylie Jack

  As we finished up dessert, the Mayor introduced Will for his speech. Will quickly took my hand under the table and gave it a squeeze before standing up and walking up to the front of the room to deliver his speech. I couldn’t believe it. That gorgeous, overly-confident, charming man was nervous, and the sweetness of the gesture pulled at my heartstrings.

  I wasn’t surprised Will had hit his speech out of the park. He was a natural speaker, and he delivered every line with confidence and finesse. He was enigmatic and he believed in his platform and what he could do for the country he loved and hoped to serve.

  The Simpsons kept me company while I waited for Will to make the rounds after his powerful speech. I wondered how they knew him so well. The Simpsons seemed to be a little more grounded than the typical elite of the Upper East Side. They actually reminded me more of my Midwestern parents.

  “Pardon my curiosity, but I don’t think Will mentioned how he knows you two so well. How did you meet?” I asked Ed and Beth.

  “Oh, we’ve known Will for years,” Ed answered, “He’s very dear to us.” His eyes grew soft as he explained, “Our two year old grandson was left to us after our son and daughter-in-law were taken from us in a car accident years ago. Tommy, our grandson, was all we had left, and then at ten years old he was diagnosed with leukemia.”

  Beth gave her husband’s hand a soft pat and continued for him.

  “Ed was employed at Channing Capital at the time, and Will got wind of it somehow. He showed up at the hospital one night to ask if he could help out in any way. Tommy needed an expensive experimental treatment that our insurance wouldn’t cover and we just couldn’t afford it. But we just couldn’t ask for the money, it was so much. We thanked Will, but refused the financial help he was offering for the treatment. But the next day we got a phone call saying that the treatment had been covered. Will had set up a trust for Tommy’s medical expenses.”

  “We were shocked and very grateful, but it was also a sort of miracle. You see, we only knew of Will Channing as the CEO of the company Ed worked for, we’d never met him in our lives, and here he was helping our Tommy.” Beth smiled with the memory, “But what impressed us most was that Will showed up at the hospital every Sunday, without fail, for the next year to visit Tommy. The two of them ended up being the best of friends. Tommy adored Will, and those Sunday visits were the highlight of his week. Will made Tommy’s last year on Earth a very happy one, despite the pain. He still visits Tommy’s grave with us on Sundays, and he’s been so kind to us throughout the years. We love him very much.”

  Touched by the story, I hugged them both tightly. I couldn’t help but express the rush of emotion that I felt for them, and for Will. The light pressure of a hand on the small of my back signaled Will’s presence behind me.

  “What’s with the love fest?” Will asked.

  “Oh, it’s nothing, Honey.” Beth answered dismissively, “Just having a sweet moment with your darling girl.” Will thanked them for entertaining me. Taking our leave, he guided me through the mass of supporters.

  “So do I get some love too, or is that reserved just for your inner circle you have going on here?” Will joked.

  “Maybe… if you win the election,” I answered with a wink of my own.

  Will raised an eyebrow, “You know, the odds are in my favor.”

  The cocky confidence of the man would be annoying, if he wasn’t so irresistible.

  Taking his arm, I pressed my lips to his ear, “Of course they’re in your favor. You have me.”

  Chapter 4

  We exited the building and got into the town car. Will was quiet. Not nervous quiet, just pensive. I wanted to know what was going on inside his head. His feelings for me that night had seemed so passionate, and his actions confused me. He slid closer to me and pressed his hand on my thigh. I gazed up at him and realized that same passion had been fueled again.

  “You really surprised me tonight, Amy.”

  “I’m not usually so forward. I’m sorry if it was too much.”

  He was quiet as he thought about my apology.

  “Of course that part surprised me, but that wasn’t what I was referring to just now.”

  I blushed, “Oh, whoops. I guess I misread you.”

  He gazed at me longingly, “You are so lovely.” I tried to look away, but his hand caught my chin to lift my eyes to his, “You were positively enchanting. More than one person approached me to tell me how much they enjoyed you. You definitely made a splash.”

  He let go of my chin, and cleared his throat, “I'm hoping this will be just what we need to turn this campaign around.”

  “I'm sure it will,” I replied just a little wounded.

  His hand found my thigh again. The intent of the contact was obvious. He wanted more. Shoving my hurt feelings aside, I traced his leg with a finger to let him know I was on board. The smoldering look he gave me was more than I needed to reassure myself that he wanted me. I leaned my head against his shoulder, not wanting the driver to know what we were up to. His hand snaked up my leg and touched me intimately. I moaned into his neck. The unabashed passion this man brought out in me was completely out of character. I would have never done this with anyone else in a semi-public place.

  “Jimmy, just take us to my place. No need to make a stop at Miss Shifton’s.”

  “I need to get up early for work tomorrow, Will. This probably isn’t a good idea.”

  “You are working for me privately now. Someone else can take up the slack for you. This is much more important.” He touched me again and stroked me softly.

  All I could do was nod my consent. We pulled up to the building and quickly ascended from the town car and into the lobby. In the elevator he pressed the button for the penthouse. The elevator doors closed and he pinned me to the wall hiking up my gown. He pressed himself into me and I could tell his need for me was aching to be released. His lips grazed my neck and then hotly assaulted my mouth. The pressure between my legs made me wet with desire as he stroked the intimate folds of the apex between my legs. I grabbed his aching shaft over his pants and he groaned into my mouth.

  “Amy…” He moaned. His voice trailed off as he kissed down my neck.

  The elevator doors opened into his penthouse apartment. He lifted me up and carried me into his bedroom. He set me down and moved behind me. Then brushed a strand of hair away and lightly kissed my neck, “Can I unzip you?” He asked. His voice was soft, but expectant.

  “Yes.”

  I held my breath as he unzipped, and hoped the sight of me bare wouldn’t change his mind. The gown slipped to the floor and I heard him gasp. I closed my eyes knowing that rejection was coming.

  The silence was deafening.

  I braced myself for the bomb to hit. Instead, I felt his arms encircle my waist and bring me close. Skilled hands trailed up my sides and stopped to clutch my heavy breasts.

  He whispered in my ear as his hands found the clasp of my bra between my cleavage, “You are perfect.”

  I melted in his arms. He knew exactly what to say to calm my fears and insecurities, and I hoped he truly meant it. My bra dropped to the floor and he turned me around to face him. Drinking in the sight of my enormous breasts finally laid bare for him, his erection pulled at his pants. My hand shot out and I unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He sprung free and I grabbed him in my hand possessively. His mouth found my breasts, and his tongue played around the pink erect nipples while I stroked his hard shaft. He unbuttoned his shirt as he skillfully destroyed my control.

  My lace panties were gathered around my ankles in less than a second, and I kicked them off. His mouth trailed down my tummy and he pushed me onto the bed. A velvet tongue teased my flesh as it drew closer to the soft throbbing core of my desire. I whimpered. His hand had found my apex and was expertly stroking me wet before penetrating the soft folds with his fingers. He slowly pumped his fingers inside me and I matched the rhythm with the thrust of my hips. His tongue had finally found m
y wet throbbing core and I moaned loudly. He lapped the tiny nub and licked down into my pink inviting folds where his fingers were driving me insane.

  The sensation aching between my thighs throbbed to my breaking point. My panting began to grow faster as the expert tongue flicked the nub that held my release captive. Wrapping my thighs around his head, my back arched as the throbbing ebb and flow of euphoria washed over my body in spasms.

  Will’s head emerged from my thighs once I was fully spent. His eyes were glazed over, as if in a drug induced state. I wanted to return the favor. The pleasure he had just given me was unbelievable.

  I sat up and pushed his muscled chest away, making it clear I wanted him to lie beside me. I kneeled at the edge of the bed between his legs and took him into my warm, wet mouth and sucked. The sound of air being sucked in through his teeth was all I needed to urge me forward. I bobbed my head as I licked his hard shaft, circling the tip and tasting him. He held my head between his hands and he thrust his hips into mouth over and over again.

  He sat up, grabbed my shoulders and lifted me to meet his gaze, “Oh, Amy…” He said before kissing me roughly.

  Standing up, he moved behind me. He bent me over the bed, and caressed me from my shoulders down to my voluptuous heart-shaped backside. He held each side of it with both hands and whispered, “Beautiful, just beautiful,” before plunging his hard silken shaft inside the pink softness of my folds.

  My head flew back with the immense power thrusting between my legs. He grabbed my bouncing breasts as he pounded into me and massaged the nipples into hard tiny nubs. His full assault on my body had driven any thought of undesirability out of my mind, and I wantonly bucked my backside into him to match his probing thrusts.

  He turned me over, and pushed me up the bed. The weight of his large, perfect, muscular body on mine was like coming home again. It felt secure. He cradled my head in his hands and entered me again slowly, watching my face as I received him. He stilled once inside. I braced myself.

  “You are the best surprise.” He whispered. His hips moved into mine. The fluid motion was soft and sweet as he looked into my eyes. With each meeting, the fluid motion grew into a wild frenzy of demanding thrusts, each on harder and faster than the last. The intensity of his thrusts slammed his hard body into the soft cushion of mine. I held onto his shoulders, biting his collarbone to keep myself from screaming out in passion. My legs wrapped around his back instinctively so I could feel him deeper inside me, and my body was instantly wracked in spasms of blissful euphoria again. Will saw my eyes flutter, and thrust deeper so I could have my fill of him before turning my spent body over once more.

  His hands found my backside again. The fingers dug further into my juicy flesh with each and every plunge. He growled as my backside bounced against him, and I felt his warm seed flow into me as he stilled, rigid with release. His fingers dug deeper and he groaned. Almost as if he was in pain. He jerked and then released his death grip from my backside. I was sure I’d be bruised in the morning.

  His body fell limp beside me on the massive bed. We rested beside each other for a few minutes catching our breath, and he brought me in close. He kissed my forehead, but then quickly got up out of the bed. He pulled on a new pair of boxers and sauntered into the living room and turned on the TV. I laid there wondering how he could just get up and leave me there after what we had just done… and how well we had done it. I laid there for another ten minutes wondering if he would come back, and finally decided to get up and find out what he was doing.

  I walked out and found him in front of the living room TV watching CNN.

  “What are you doing? Are you coming back to bed?” I didn’t want to sound naggy, but I had no idea what I supposed to do now.

  “No, you can sleep in there. I won’t bother you. You’ll have that big bed all to yourself. I’m sure you’ll sleep like a princess. I'm just going to watch the news out here.” He said it without looking at me and continued to watch the TV. I stood there for a moment a little stunned at his response.

  I didn’t know what else to do but say, “Ok,” go back into his room and try to get some sleep.

  ***

  It had been a restless night, but I did catch a few hours of sleep. I got up and checked my face in the mirror of his master bathroom to make sure I wasn't too hideous, and opened the door to smell the aroma of bacon and eggs.

  Will was still on the couch watching the TV when I called out, “Good Morning.”

  “Amy!” He jumped up, way too excited for that early in the morning, “I think we did it!”

  “From how my backside feels this morning, I’m pretty positive that we did.” I snarked.

  He stopped in his tracks and cocked his head at me like a confused puppy. When he figured out that what I was referring to wasn’t what he was talking about, he laughed. Hard. Like, doubled-over, on the ground, laughter.

  “No, no… ha ha ha…” He still couldn’t stop his laughing, “That’s not what I meant. But yes, you’re right, we did do that, and we did it fantastically.” His smile and laughter were definitely contagious and I couldn’t help but crack a smile and small giggle myself when I saw how happy he was.

  He continued, “What I meant was the media loves you, and the general public is eating it up! We did it. You did it.”

  “That’s great! I’m happy your little experiment was a success.” I tried to sound happy. I didn’t want to rain on his parade at all, despite my confusion of the previous night.

  “Oh, and you're coming with me to California. Sylvia has packed your things for you.”

  “How did she pack my things?” I asked completely confused by the sudden turn of events.

  “She found the key to your apartment in your purse, and let herself in to pack them for you earlier this morning.”

  “Well, I guess now you’re the surprise instead of me. There’s no end to your great ideas.” I sarcastically joked.

  He raised an eyebrow. Ok, so maybe I said it not so nicely.

  I changed the subject, “So why are we going to California?”

  “Matt Campbell has just given his endorsement and he throwing a fundraiser this weekend for the campaign.” Will explained, “He’s invited us to stay with him, also.”

  “You've got to be joking!” I was jumping up and down like a little girl squealing with her besties. Matt Campbell was one of the biggest movie stars in Hollywood and had been my crush for the last five years. I couldn't believe I was actually going to get meet him, let alone STAY IN HIS HOUSE!

  “I get to meet Matt Campbell? Really? For real?” I couldn’t contain my excitement. I had turned into a star-obsessed tween.

  Will laughed, “Yeah, of course you get to. You’re my girlfriend, remember?” He said girlfriend with those annoying finger quotes.

  I rolled my eyes, “Well, yeah, I guess that pretend fact would make it so that I would. I just can't believe that I get to.”

  I was seriously freaking out. This had easily been the best week of my life. Just yesterday I was analyzing polls for work and now I was pretend dating a Presidential nominee, who also happens to be a billionaire, and meeting the hottest movie star ever. I couldn't believe my luck. So despite the weird confusion with what happened after the love making, it seemed like things weren't so bad after all. I could only hope. I crossed my fingers at the thought for good luck.

  “Well, you get to, now have some breakfast.” Will sat back down to keep watching the news coverage of the fundraiser last night and the unexpected, but hoped for, splash I had made. The polls were looking good and he was apparently obsessed with finding out everything he could about it.

  He turned around one more time, “Your contract’s on the table. You can look over it on the plane on the ride over.” And then went back to watching the TV without waiting for a response.

  My happy excitement suddenly died with the statement. This really was just a business arrangement and not anything more. The way he had announced it with such
a dismissive tone clearly meant that what had happened last night was just business as usual for him. My heart sank. But all I could do was accept it. After all, he was my boss and I didn't want to lose my job, or his campaign because I couldn’t keep my feelings in check.

  “We’re leaving in an hour, so get yourself ready so we can go.” Will said without turning around.

  “Ok.” At least I would get be going to California and meeting Matt Campbell. I had no problem enjoying the perks of the job, even if my heart could potentially be crushed. But that was the chance I had to take. There was a small chance that I could change Will's mind about our arrangement just being a business agreement, and that small chance was enough for me to sign the contract.

  I walked over to the table and picked up the contract. Without even scanning it over, I found a pen and signed my name to it. Whatever it stipulated didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was a chance to capture his heart.

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  Table of Contents

  Copyright

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4