Romance: The Billionaire Alpha Collection

by Ward, Penny

  I was already lost in his seduction. I think I wanted it more than him.

  The desire became too much.

  I leant forward and grabbed his face with my two hands, moving his head towards mine. Slowly, I brought us into kiss each other.

  The air between us became electric.

  My lips landed on his and I tasted the sweet lust.

  Wow…

  Our kiss set my body alight.

  His hands began to wander all over my body, feeling my exposed kiss.

  I wanted him.

  I needed him.

  The loud clock on the wall rang loudly and interrupted Damon’s focus. He looked away from me and at the clock ringing midnight.

  No…

  Don’t pull away now.

  “It’s already midnight,” he stated as he pulled further away from me, “You should get some sleep.”

  I was shocked.

  I felt like Cinderella.

  I couldn't think of one thing to say as he led me up to his bedroom.

  I followed him mindlessly, wondering what was happening.

  Was he repulsed by me?

  Was my kissing not good enough for him?

  “Here, this is your room,” he pointed into one of the guest rooms, “I hope it will be comfortable enough for you. If it’s not, let one of the staff know.”

  “Are you coming in?” I asked nervously as I entered the room large enough to fit my whole apartment.

  He smiled and shook his head, “No. My bedroom is down the hall. I will see you tomorrow.”

  Had I done something wrong?

  What did I do to upset him?

  As he walked away, I wanted to ask him.

  I wanted to stop him and drag him back into the room.

  I wanted to devour his stunning body.

  But he clearly didn’t want that.

  I really felt like I had been perhaps falling for him over the course of the night, but maybe he hadn’t felt the same.

  Had I blown my chance?

  But my chance at what?

  I was more disappointed about missing the opportunity with the man, than the thought of the money.

  With the thoughts crashing through my head, I got ready for the night of sleep.

  Again, everything that I could have required was waiting for me.

  Just before I turned the lights out, Damon stepped back to the entrance of the room and saw me in the beautiful silk nightgown.

  Has he come back for love?

  “If you need anything don't hesitate to tell me.”

  I nodded my head and he switched out the light.

  Expensive pillows are easier to sob into than the old ones I own…

  Chapter 6

  The next morning, I slept in.

  I didn’t realize that Damon had left for work, until one of the house staff reminded me. He left me a note and said that I was welcome to use anything in the house, including his Ferrari.

  But I was too nervous to go near that.

  I couldn’t believe the freedom that I felt walking through the bush trails behind his house. I felt like a princess and I pictured Damon riding on the back of the horse with his arms around me.

  I giggled when I thought about his inability to control himself around me for a moment in the previous evening.

  Briefly, I wondered what it would feel like to feel Damon inside of me. Then I shrugged off the thought, getting uncomfortably warm inside.

  Damon arrived home late in the afternoon as I was exiting the shower, catching me with a towel wrapped around my naked body.

  “How did the staff treat you?” he asked, obviously wondering what I looked like under the towel.

  “Wonderfully. You have chosen some wonderful people to help out in this place. My every need was attended to before I could even think of it.”

  I dreaded the thought of having to leave to go home the next day. It felt like I was at a wonderful spa on vacation. Every stress in my life had disappeared under the blanket of luxury.

  I could get very used to this lifestyle.

  “Would you like to grab a cup of coffee before dinner? There is a amazing vendor a couple blocks from here with the best java around.”

  “That sounds really great,” I agreed.

  And it did.

  I had never been treated so nicely.

  I began to make a move to get dressed and Damon remained standing at the door. In a moment of sheer bravery, I dropped the towel and exposed my naked body.

  Damon’s eyes almost popped out of his head.

  That was the reaction I was after.

  He couldn’t take his off my curves.

  I knew he wanted it.

  But he would have to wait.

  When his eyes finally raised off my body to meet mine, I smiled at him.

  “I would really love a coffee.”

  He met my gaze with a grin.

  He was right about the coffee, it was amazing.

  I never thought a cup of coffee could surprise me so much!

  “The beans for this coffee have been sourced from the high mountains of Papua New Guinea. I’m told it is the best place in the world to grow coffee beans.”

  “Papua New Guinea? I don’t even know where that is.”

  “It’s a country off the top of Australia. I travelled there once when I was a lot younger.”

  “And you had great coffee there?”

  “Um… no. It was a long time ago but my clearest memory of the place was being chased by a man with a large knife.”

  “Oh. That doesn’t sound like fun.”

  There was a long pause between us as we sipped more of the coffee.

  I wanted to talk all about my day but I held my tongue hoping he would start the next conversation.

  As the seconds ticked by, I almost exploded in withheld conversation.

  “You’ll have to excuse me if I’m a little bit shy about some things with you,” he finally stated, “This is all a little new to me. My inner shy guy is that chubby nerd with glasses that everybody looked right past. I guess my approach isn’t exactly player status.”

  His vulnerability peered through his billionaire exterior every once in awhile, and it amazed me. I was at a loss for words to explain a strong, confident billionaire who isn’t debonair with the ladies.

  “You? Nerdy?... I mean… Hardly!” I wrinkled my eyebrows in response.

  “Oh, ugly duckling for sure,” he continued, “Growing up, I never fitted in. I even had braces.”

  “Wow,” I laugh, “Oh, sorry… but I have a hard time picturing that!”

  “It’s true and essentially, I’m still shy. I’m confident in a board room but outside of that…”

  “Shy? I don’t believe it. I don’t believe that someone who approaches a girl on the street and offers them money for a weekend is shy.”

  “I’ve been wanting to say hello for some time…”

  “Really?” I laugh out loud at the idea of having a secret admirer.

  “I saw you once in the restaurant but you didn’t serve me. So I started coming to that restaurant every Friday night for month. I looked at you from afar until the night you served me but that was also the night you quit.”

  I remembered seeing him but he was always sitting in the exclusive part of the restaurant where I was usually not allowed to go. But last Friday night, the usual waitress called in sick and it gave me a chance to work the more expensive tables.

  I was too consumed by bad relationships, a bad boss and a bad apartment to consider that the most handsome man in the room might fall for me.

  That would be too wild even for a dream.

  “Why didn’t you just come and talk to me?”

  “It was…I just...” his vulnerability is now clear.

  I can see it in his eyes.

  “You are too cute, just tell me why…” I trailed off, trying to encourage him and give him the chance to speak candidly.

  “It’s sort of foolish,” he started but
eventually his courage kicked in, “I guess my inner child took over, and I got scared of rejection. It was only once I heard that you were fired that I decided I had to do something. If you didn’t get fired, we might have never met.”

  “Well, we got a chance after your indecent proposal...” I reached across the table and squeezed his hand in a reassuring way.

  He smiled as if he wasn’t agreeing with my comment and then pulled his hand away.

  What was there not to agree with?

  What isn’t indecent about approaching girl and asking her to exchange money for sex?

  “How’d you make all the money?” I tried to change the conversation to avoid the uncomfortable moment.

  It was a fair question.

  The man had more money than he knew what to do with, and showed no evidence of inheriting any of it. I sipped my coffee slowly, waiting for him to answer.

  “I created and developed an app that allowed storage and real time sending of detailed medical vitals directly to the devices of doctors,” Damon explained, “I had buyers from the big pharmacy investors to groups of doctors courting me. It was pretty hectic for a while and they were all throwing money at me to buy it outright. But I retained ownership of the application because for me, it was more about saving lives than making money.”

  “But you made money out of it?”

  “A lot of money,” he smiled, “And I’m pretty proud of where I am today.”

  He held out his cup of coffee in an awkward toast.

  “That’s impressive,” I responded.

  “I used that money to invest in other things, and now I’m the major shareholder in a lot of different businesses. I try to spend a lot of time with up-and-comers and teach them how to become successful.”

  The rest of the evening was chock full of fun talk and laughter between us. It was only a matter of time before the real Damon came out. He was fun, lovable, creative, sophisticated and well educated. His vast variety of interests ranged from wine to cars to beautiful art and theater.

  I came to know the kind man - the loving man beneath the businessman who hired people to do so much work for him.

  After the best coffee I have ever tasted, we returned to mansion, driven by his driver.

  I knew what was coming next… and it excited me.

  Chapter 7

  We retreated to one of the lounge rooms where Damon brought out another bottle of wine. Numerous glasses were consumed and we continued to talk for many hours about anything and everything. Eventually we relaxed enough to curl up together, cuddling.

  We became relaxed enough to kiss and touch to the point where the both of us were panting and near breathlessness. I knew that I was already having feelings for this brilliant man. I knew that I was falling dangerously in love with a man that was probably going to end in my feelings being hurt.

  I wanted to protect myself throughout that night, but Damon made me open up in ways that I had never opened up before with anyone else. His tender kisses and his tender touches traced every part of my body and opened a sensuality that I didn’t know existed.

  I wanted to make love to him, but I didn’t want it to be just for tonight.

  And when I thought about him paying me to love him, I felt dirty inside.

  Damon made no advances toward me sexually other the heavy kissing and petting. Most billionaires might just take what they wanted.

  He curled up to me watching a classic movie. I must have drifted off too.

  I woke up sometime just after midnight.

  Damon was curled up to me seeking my warmth when I stepped away from him and out of the covers. I stepped quietly to the bathroom, and washed my face.

  Looking at my face in the mirror, I made my decision.

  I had to seduce him by any means possible, otherwise he would be disappointed in me, and I would be back at my wretched apartment with the electricity turned off and an eviction notice. I was desperate.

  I didn’t want to live on the street, and this was the last night of Damon’s offer.

  He would likely leave for work in the morning and my chance to earn the money he had offered to me would be gone for good.

  Probably, I would never see him again after tonight. The thought of that actually was the worst of all. Sure, if I couldn’t get a job I might have to move back in with my parents. But I didn’t want to hurt Damon. I knew already that I loved him more than I should. I loved the man that he was and everything that he stood for.

  I knew that loving a billionaire was just a pipe dream for someone like me.

  I would never be able to make someone like him happy. I was so plain and unsure of myself. I didn’t have huge goals and ambitions like someone of his stature.

  I wasn’t an elegant woman like the bride of a billionaire would be at their expensive parties with their high-brow guests. His friends and his clients would surely expect him to be with someone of high class. They would think that I was a gold digger.

  I dressed up in a stunning plunging neckline tight black dress and high heels. I brushed my hair and used red lipstick to accentuate my luscious lips for him. I spritzed some hair products in my hair, and then splashed a little perfume across my neckline. I checked myself over in the mirror once again before I stepped out of the bathroom.

  Everything was ready.

  I crept back into the room and gently nudged Damon. He looked so adorable curled up underneath the warm covers. His hair was especially disheveled and his cheeks were flush from the heat. I could see his prominent muscles ripple across his chest. Under the silence of the mansion, he rolled over and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

  When he looked up to see me in all my stunning glory, I planted a soft, slow kiss on his cheek.

  “You’re so sexy laying there, I just can’t resist you,” I whispered in his ear.

  He was surprised, unable to speak and unable to resist my allure.

  The eyes of this man looked up to me as if we were meeting for the first time.

  Gently and seductively, I took his hand in mine.

  I was sure now that he was finally falling for me.

  I walk my billionaire into the nearest bedroom where he was following my instructions as I filled his ears with soft pillow talk.

  “You are the sexist man I have ever seen,” I whispered, “I want it. I want all of you.”

  There was no sign of objection.

  I could see him growing hard in response.

  This excited me even more.

  I stepped back and tickled his nose with my index finger.

  “I'm ready for you.”

  My fingers ran over his face.

  I'm not sure but he looked ashamed for a moment and a hint of disappointment washed over his face.

  He was being seduced but he did not seem happy about it. For all my whispering, he never answered me back.

  But I wasn’t giving up yet…

  Unbuttoning his shirt, I kept my eye contact with him while trailing down his stomach with my kisses.

  He threw back his head and arched his back in ecstasy.

  A breath caught in his throat.

  He opened his mouth to say something but he was out of words.

  “Shhh…. You don’t have to talk.”

  I removed my heels and his eyes were seduced by my curves. My hands reached for his belt and I slowly unbuckled it, pulling his trousers down his legs.

  My hands drifted back up his legs, caressing his firm muscles. As my hands smoothed over his bronzed body, I let my breasts touch his skin.

  A moan of enjoyment escaped his lips. He couldn’t resist me now.

  As I continued to rub my hands over his body, his right hand slowly came to my leg and started touching it sensually, making slow circles. I could feel him trembling, staring at me. He couldn't take his eyes from my perky breasts.

  I stepped up from the bed and stood in front of him, and started to striptease in front of him, slowly but rhythmically. I danced as if I had been dancing this way
all my life. I wanted to please Damon in a way that no other woman could ever please a man. I pulled him up to me from the bed by his left hand, forcing him to stand up. I put my right arm on his back and pulled his body to mine, I looked at him for a moment. I wanted to savor this just as much as he did.

  “You really turn me on,” I encouraged him and kissed him passionately once again.

  I traced his lips, teeth and tongue with my own.

  His taste was so delightful. I could get lost in his kiss for hours.

  But I didn’t want to stop there.

  His hands began touching my exposed shoulders, but moved between pulling me to his body, going down to my back, and holding my bottom.

  He was breathing so fast.

  I could sense his warmth and desire.

  The lust in the room was drenching us both.

  I stopped kissing him and pushed him backwards onto the bed.

  This was now my moment.

  I sat down on his legs and pressed my chest into his face. I began to kiss him on his cheek, his neck, caressing his hair tenderly.

  I whispered in his ear. “Do you like that?”

  I can feel his body shaking, unable to control himself.

  He needed me.

  His hands engulfed my curves, forcing their way under my dress.

  “You are so sexy,” he murmured, greedily and hungrily tugging at my dress, “I need you. I need all of you.”

  I looked at him, smiled, took his head between my hands, and started kissing his lips, biting them softly.

  His eyes were closed and he had a warm, slow breath coming out from his mouth. I moved back a little. I moved my fingers smoothly to his neck, smiled and took a look at his opening eyes.

  I grabbed his roaming hands and did what he was thinking, placing them on my chest and stared into his eyes.

  I whispered with a light soft voice. “Don't be shy. I'm yours for the taking. You can do whatever you want to me, Damon.”

  He couldn't answer me, unable to find the words. I could feel him melting under the intense foreplay. As I pressed against him I could feel his heart beating wildly.

  He was shifting his fingers on my chest trying to make contact with my breasts. I moved my arms up on the air.