The Billionaire's Twin Fever (MANHATTAN BACHELORS Book 1)

by Susan Westwood

  “I know you flirted to seduce someone for those, and I’m a little jealous, but if you promise to do the same for me with a different outcome soon, I’ll let it go.” He bit at her neck and her ear gently.

  “I’m going to promise you I will, but only on the condition that you don’t let me go,” she answered in a throaty whisper, scarcely able to believe what she was saying to her boss, and knowing that she meant every word of it.

  “No chance,” he vowed as his mouth found hers again. They kissed long and deeply for a few minutes before he finally let her go and turned away from her to catch his own breath.

  “Okay…” he sighed heavily. “We’ve got to get to work. I think I’ll take half of these into my office, and you can work on the other half in here. I’ll never be able to get through them if you are in the same room with me. Not today at least, and we need to have these done.”

  “Deal.” She grinned at him and kissed him softly once more before he left with a slightly flushed face and half of the stack. She watched him go, and she closed the door behind him and giggled blissfully to herself. It was delicious to have him the way that she had been thinking about him, to be able to touch him and kiss him, and even just then to feel his arousal and desire for her against her body. It only inflamed her curiosity and desire for him even more. She knew that she was playing with fire, but she was becoming so quickly consumed with it that she didn’t want to put it down or let it go.

  Early that evening, before they left the office, Shaun Morrison and Greg Whitcomb came to the firm and met with them. Kyle and Aleisha had everything that they could possibly need for their case, and when they walked into the deposition with Shaun and Greg, Aleisha felt as if she was on top of the world, owning it all, and there was nothing that either one of the men before them could do.

  Kyle began speaking, and she looked over at him, watching the way that he took immediate control of the room, falling under that powerful spell of his as he spoke and commanded the attention and respect of all three of the rest of the people in the room with him. He handed each of them a file and made a new demand.

  They flat out refused, and he showed them the aces that he and Aleisha had found. He presented them with the evidence that they had neglected the care and maintenance of the entire bus line over the entire eastern seaboard, and both Shaun and Greg were appalled. They demanded to know where the records were gotten from, and how they were obtained, and Kyle assured them that they’d gotten them legally.

  There was nowhere for either Shaun or Greg to turn. They spoke alone together briefly, during which time Kyle and Aleisha shared a few smoldering glances and hidden smiles. When the other pair came back to the table, they agreed to the terms of the settlement.

  They paid the tremendously high dollar amount that Kyle had demanded of them, and they agreed to give Jeremy Flanders a good job reference, and most importantly, to regularly report to the city and that state that they were complying with upkeep and maintenance on all of their vehicular fleet. They also agreed to publish a public apology in the New York Times.

  When they left, they were mightily humbled, and Kyle turned to look at Aleisha. He shook his head as he went to her and sat beside her on the edge of the conference table.

  “You are such an incredible, amazing woman. Do you realize that none of that would have ever happened if you hadn’t caught it at the beginning? You could have just insisted that Jeremy Flanders and the Hendersons signed their settlement pages, and it would have closed, and that company would have gone on endangering people all over the place.

  “Instead, you saw the hole in it, and you dug and dug away at it until you found out what was really going on, and then you went and got the ace in the hole that we needed. You went out today and got those documents from the garage.

  “We would have beaten them for even more money if we’d had to take them to court, but you made sure that we didn’t have to go to court and risk losing because you ensured that we had just what we needed in here today to look after those people and to take care of the business that needed to be taken care of. This whole thing now is all straightened out because of you, and no one else but you.” He shook his head in wondrous disbelief.

  “I’m so glad that you’re up here working with me, and not just because I am so attracted to you. I’m proud to have you here as a member of my team and as a major representative of this firm. You’re going to be one of the greatest attorneys in this city someday, and it will all be because of cases like this. Good job, lady.” He grinned at her.

  He was about to reach for her hand when the glass conference room door opened, and Richard Peterson came striding in. They both turned to look at him with a start, and he glared at them both.

  “Alright, so you got New York Tech, but that means they’re off the radar for this firm. You better sure as hell get Granger tech on board to make up for it.” He gave them both sharp looks and turned around and walked out of the room.

  Kyle sighed and looked over at Aleisha. “I’m working on it. Do you have any more magic up your sleeve today?”

  She sighed and shook her head. “No, I am saving that one for tomorrow, I think.” She wasn’t sure what she was going to do to help him find something that would cement Granger into coming to their firm instead of someone else’s.

  “I believe in you. We can get it done. There’s no doubt about that. This team of you and me… well, nothing can stop us, and Granger Corp is going to come to this firm, and they’ll be our clients.” He reached for her hand and closed it warmly in his, and she smiled happily at him.

  Chapter11

  They were just leaving the conference room when he leaned over and spoke quietly in her ear. “Do you think Julie would stay late again tonight? I was thinking that I would invite you over and make dinner for you to celebrate our win. Will you come over, please?” he looked at her hopefully, his blue eyes shining happily, and she felt everything in her sway.

  “Yes, I’d love that. I’ll check with Julie, thank you.” Aleisha wanted to squeal with joy, but she knew that they were at work and they needed to keep up their façade of a business relationship there. She called Julie, and she agree to watch the kids a bit later that evening.

  A short while later, they both left the office, and he picked her up at her apartment. He drove her out to his house, and when they walked into the enormous kitchen, she looked around, hugely impressed with it.

  Kyle went to the oven and pulled out a few dishes that were being kept warm for them there. He shrugged. “I guess I wasn’t totally honest with you when I said that I was cooking dinner for you. My chef cooked dinner for us both, but I am serving it to you, and I am opening the champagne to celebrate our fantastic victory today, so hopefully that counts!” he laughed, and she went into the kitchen to help him with it.

  In no time, they were seated at the dining room table with two beautiful place settings and an open bottle of champagne, toasting their success and enjoying a delicious meal that had been carefully prepared for them by someone else.

  They finished the first bottle of champagne, and he opened a second one. They were enjoying that one after their meal when he looked at her interestedly and spoke in a light tone.

  “I’m curious about something. It’s been on my mind all afternoon.” He tipped his champagne flute back and took a long sip, watching her closely.

  “What’s that?” she asked, sipping on her own champagne and feeling all of the light golden bubbles go straight to her head.

  He leaned forward. “What were you thinking of during our meeting today? Really… you were not all there. I saw you. I always see everything that’s going on around me, and even though they were listening, and you were physically there, you were not all mentally there. Your mind was drifting. What was it drifting to? What could have possibly distracted you from that meeting?”

  She felt her cheeks warm, and she finished off her glass of champagne. He stood up and poured more from the bottle into her glass as
she turned in her seat to face him, looking up at him. “Honestly? There was really only one thing that could have distracted me from that meeting.”

  She rose from her chair and stood before him, taking the glass of champagne, and though she was already feeling a buzz, she sipped some more of it, becoming even more emboldened. “I was thinking of you, Kyle.” She watched him as she spoke, setting the glass down and reaching for his hand. “I was thinking of your lips and how it feels when you kiss me. I was thinking of your hands and how they feel on my body when you touch me. I was thinking of your arms, and your chest, and…” she looked down and then met his piercing gaze again. “I was thinking of all of you. Against me. With me. Touching me. I just… I couldn’t stop thinking of you. Nothing could get you out of my mind.”

  He gave his head one shake as if he was wrestling with a thought in his mind, but he let it go, and in the next moment, he pulled her into his arms and planted his mouth on hers, kissing her hard and adamantly.

  A soft moan escaped her as his hands began to travel from her back to her hips and her ass, squeezing hard as he pulled her to his groin the same way that he had in the office. He turned her so that she was leaning against the dining room table, and she felt him move himself against her body, setting her on fire as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

  He looked sharply at her then. “You are driving me mad. I can’t take this anymore. I need you. I desperately need to feel you beneath me. If you don’t want this, you need to tell me right now, but if you don’t tell me no this minute, I’m going to take you upstairs to my room, and I’m not letting you go until I’ve had you several times.”

  Kyle reached for her chin and lifted it so that she was looking squarely in his eyes. “Talk to me, Aleisha. What do you really want? There is no wrong answer. We can leave here and go back to the way that things were, or we can go upstairs and change them forever. It’s all up to you. What do you want to do?”

  She felt all of the inhibition leave her, and whether it was the champagne talking or the desire in her heart, she didn’t care. “I want you. I want to go upstairs with you,” she answered him honestly.

  He took her by the hand without another word and walked upstairs with her to the landing where the office and nursery were, and then he took her to the end of the landing and up the other set of stairs.

  They emptied out into a bedroom the size of half of the house. It was all wide open with windows all over every wall, and big glass doors that led out onto a balcony. He walked with her to the edge of his giant bed and turned to face her.

  “Are you sure… there’s no going back from this,” he said quietly as he held her hands in his.

  She nodded. “I want this just as much as you do.” She leaned forward then and kissed him, and he kissed her in return. Moments later, his fingers were moving like lightning down the front of her blouse until he had pulled it from her body and dropped it on the floor, and only then did he slow, standing back from her slightly as he gazed at her bra and slowly, tenderly pulled the straps of it off as if he was unwrapping a precious gift.

  She watched him, feeling the blood in her rushing all throughout her body as his eyes and then his hands took over her breasts. He cupped them firmly and brought them each to his mouth, tasting and sucking at them, nibbling and biting gently before kissing her mouth again as he pushed her skirt to the floor and then helped her as they pulled his own clothes off.

  Aleisha was astounded at how beautiful he really was without his clothes on. She had thought that she was attracted to him before, but seeing his sculpted body there before her, just beneath her fingertips and her hands, only made her want him all the more.

  He moved to his bed and reached for her, pulling her down with him and sliding her panties off her. “I want to taste you. Every single inch of you.” His voice was rough and low.

  He pushed her back onto his pillows and spread her thighs out before him, kneeling down in between them. Slowly and tantalizingly, he worked his way up her thighs, kissing, tasting, and touching, until he reached her core, and it was there that he chose to drive her wild.

  Kyle moved his tongue slowly and methodically over her and into her just a little way, sucking, biting, and nibbling at her until she was moving her hips against his mouth and crying out in need, and only then did he delve the length of his tongue into her body and manipulate her until she writhed beneath him, twisting her fingers in his curled dark hair and tugging tightly on it as she arched her back and called out his name, coming for him again and then again, before he sat up and pulled her up from her place on his pillows.

  “It’s my turn,” she told him with a naughty voice as she pushed him down and sank to his groin, taking his stiff penis into her mouth and running her tongue along the length of it, back and forth, over and again before toying with the tip of him, making him throb with need for her.

  He nearly came in her mouth before she slowed down and moved herself to hover above him, kissing him and biting at his chest before plunging him into the depths of her, squeezing him tightly and riding him slowly and teasingly at first, but then moving faster and faster again as he grabbed at her and filled his mouth with her breasts and her lips and tongue.

  They wrestled and twisted, turned and rolled, a storm in the sheets and she trembled in his arms, coming over and over until he finally grabbed her and buried himself fully in her, letting go of his orgasm and flooding her with it, breathing fast and hard against her breasts as he held her.

  Slowly, their breath came back to them, and they collapsed with one another side by side on the bed, exhausted and blissful. When their bodies had relaxed, she turned to look at him and found him staring at her. He reached his hand up to brush a strand of hair from her face.

  “What are we going to do about the office?” she asked him quietly, reaching for his hand.

  He kissed her fingers gently. “Don’t you worry about it. Don’t you even think on it, at least not right now. We’ll work it out. I promise, we will. It’s going to work out. Right now, all I want to do is hold you and kiss you, and in a few more minutes, do all of that again with you, and more. So much more.”

  A few minutes later, he did take her again, laying her on her back and sliding himself into her, filling her and moving in her more slowly and deliberately, taking his time with every stroke and every kiss, every touch and every taste, until both of them were taken over by ecstasy, and rested in each other’s arms.

  When it was growing late, she readied herself, and he took her home. Neither one of them wanted her to leave, and neither one of them wanted their time together to end, but she had duties and responsibilities awaiting her.

  Kyle walked her up to her apartment, and they said goodnight to Julie. They checked on the babies together, and she marveled yet again at how he had taken to them so quickly. He was tucking them in and soothing them as they fell asleep. Together, they had the twins down in no time, and he walked back out into the living room with her and held her in his arms.

  “This place is too small for you,” he said with a dark look about him at the apartment.

  She frowned slightly. “Well, it’s all I can do for now,” she told him, thinking of how it wasn’t the first time he’d said something about it.

  “Don’t be mad. I just… I think you should have more space.” He sighed and turned to look at her. The frustration on his face faded, and he shook his head slowly. “Damn, lady… you are so beautiful.”

  He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her softly at first, but those kisses turned desperate, and before she knew what he was doing, he sat on the sofa and pulled her down onto his lap, shoving her skirt up around her hips as he reached his hand down in between her thighs and began to massage her over her panties.

  “Take these off or I’m going to rip them off. I want you now,” he insisted. He undid his zipper and slid his pants down partway. She slid her panties off quickly just as he grabbed her and pulled her down onto his hot and pulsing erectio
n. He tugged at the buttons on her blouse again and got them open in no time. Pushing her bra away, he cupped her breasts as she began to ride him hard, taking her nipples into his mouth and biting at them, sucking hard as he grabbed her hips and rocked her deep over him.

  She leaned her head down and kissed him ravenously, and then let her head fall back as he thrust himself into her over and over, feasting on her breasts. She didn’t care if he was her boss. She didn’t care if it might be difficult later. She didn’t care about anything but the heat that was burning her skin all over, his hands firm and tight on her body, his thick erection filling all of her, and the glorious orgasms he kept bringing up in her, as if it was nothing for him to take her right to the edge of ecstasy and rip her over the edge of it time after time.

  She shuddered and clung to him, trembling and crying softly until his moans grew deeper and faster and he pulled her down onto him hard one more time and came hot and fast, deep inside of her.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close, wishing that the moment they were in would not need to change, but it did. They caught their breath, and she moved off of him and stood up, straightening her clothes and pulling her skirt back down over her hips and legs and fumbling with her bra.