The Billionaire and the Escort

by Evelyn Mahony

  He heard the shower running and wondered if they’d turned that on for him too. Laughing to himself, practically giddy and beyond ready to clean away the germs of traveling, he began pulling his clothes off—beginning with his shirt and shoes, leaving them neatly on the bed and by the bed—he wasn’t about to mess up the state of the room—before heading for the giant marble bathroom.

  He stopped short and the wind rushed out of his lungs at what he saw on the other side of the only slightly fogged-up glass. James stood with his back to the door, hands on the wall as the water ran down his completely naked body. For a moment Josh didn’t breathe as he simply took in the view. James’ round ass was on complete display for him. This had to be his welcome, the immediate change and call to work for him. James had been waiting for him in his room, looking for what Josh was sure to be the first of many sexual services he would provide. He was still put off by the fact that it seemed people knew why he was there, but after being treated like a king and apparently being put up like one, he’d do anything James asked him to.

  Josh slipped out of his jeans and boxers, settling them quietly on the counter to avoid disturbing James from the seeming trance he was in. He licked his lips as he gazed at the body before him, and his cock was already roaring to life. This would be an easy week for what he needed to provide James. He refused to acknowledge aloud or to himself how many times he’d gotten off on his own to thoughts of their time together. Pleasing James would not be an issue.

  He pulled open the full glass door slowly and James popped his head up instantly. Josh grinned, feeling himself flushing a deep crimson as James’ eyes widened and roamed Josh’s body, not once but twice before he caught Josh’s eyes. Josh kept his grin, albeit he was slightly nervous, and forced himself into work mode as he took a step toward James and the hot water.

  “Hey, handsome,” he greeted in his signature low tone, running a few fingers up James’ wet left arm, which was still placed on the wall in front of them. James shivered under the touch, but it seemed to finally knock him out of his head as he found a small smile.

  “Josh,” he replied, and Josh didn’t miss the way his name sounded rolling off James’ tongue in a pleased and surprised tone, “you’re here.”

  “Stephanie just showed me up. She didn’t tell me you’d be waiting, though she seemed very aware of what I’m here for.” Josh stepped closer, his cock hard and brushing against James’ thick, warm thigh. Josh fought his own shudder at the temperature change and brushed his lips against James’ triceps.

  James opened and closed his mouth a few times and his cock started to swell and hang heavy between his legs. It was an impressive thing, but the darkness of the bedroom had nothing on the brightness of the bathroom lights, and Josh was getting his real first taste of naked James. And he liked it…very much.

  Josh dragged his lips over James’ arm then ducked beneath it, falling to his knees between James and the wall. He’d sucked him very briefly that first night and decided that this was how he wanted to say hello to James for the first time in Jamaica. And while he didn’t necessarily know what James wanted at this very moment, James had asked him to call the shots in the bedroom, so that was what he was doing. And what man had ever complained about an epic blow job in the shower? Not any Josh was aware of.

  “She’s, um… She’s… Sorry she didn’t tell you,” James stuttered as Josh took his cock in hand. His groan was obscene, and Josh wondered if anyone ever touched this man or if this was just how he sounded. It didn’t matter, Josh decided for the moment. He chose to think that maybe it was only him who could pull these noises from James. It helped with his confidence, regardless, as he licked a bead of pre-cum off the tip of the now very hard, very thick cock in his hands.

  “I don’t mind at all,” Josh murmured, glancing up at him through his lashes as he licked the underside of James’ length. “Truth be told, I’ve been looking forward to this all day.” He smirked up at James before sucking the tip into his mouth just for a moment, then pulling back. “You got so hard for me, so fast. Such a good boy. You’ve been thinking about this week? Thinking about all the things I’m gonna do to you?” James’ cock jerked in his hand and Josh received his answer loud and clear. James stared down at him with wordless lips, open and slack, and Josh memorized the look of pleasure as he sucked all of him into his mouth and swallowed.

  He relished in James’ taste, the weight of him on his tongue. Closing his eyes, he listened to the sounds James made, the hums and grunts, as he worshiped his cock. He made a show of it, hollowing his cheeks and sucking hard as he drew his lips up and down the man’s length, thoroughly enjoying his first meal on the island. James slipped a hand into his short hair and tugged, and Josh found himself gripping his own cock and stroking a few times, just enough to ease the need. He pulled his hand away, but James managed to say, “No, don’t.” He panted, gripping Josh’s hair harder. “Please…keep going… Wanna see you come with me.”

  Josh was never one to deny his clients, but they rarely asked for the show or granted him his own pleasure. Josh didn’t hesitate to give in, though, wrapping his right hand back around his cock as his left hand on James’ thigh steadied him. He then gave James everything he had, sucking and swallowing him down into his throat and lapping at him with his tongue when he pulled off, putting pressure just where James needed it as he slid back down to the base. He buried his nose in the short hair there, inhaling, swallowing and slowly impaling his throat with the thick tip in a practiced manner, and it only took a few moments before James was bursting in Josh’s throat, pouring himself into Josh with an unashamed string of curses and groans that Josh wished he could memorize for the next time he was alone. All Josh needed was to pull on himself a few more times before he made a mess of the shower floor, quietly coming as he lapped up everything James had to give.

  When he was sure James was clean and he was empty, he leaned his head against James’ hip to recover for a few moments. A tug at his hair had his head rising, then he was being pulled up and pressed to the wall in a kiss he hadn’t anticipated. It was slow and lingering, and he kissed back immediately, sliding his hands up to grip James’ shoulders as he tried not to let himself get lost in it.

  James pulled away, breathless after several long moments, then abruptly stepped back, separating their naked bodies by at least a foot. They stared at each other, both gasping and coming back to themselves, when James spoke, his voice raspy.

  “I should have told you this on the phone before…you got here, but I wasn’t sure you’d come and I wanted to fully explain. I’m about to ask a lot and I don’t know what you usually do, but I really needed you here for this since I sort of backed myself into a corner.”

  That bubble of anxiety Josh had managed to pop by sucking the hell out of James’ cock was suddenly tenfold and threatening to drown him. “Okay…”

  “I need you to be my boyfriend…for the week. And not just like any boyfriend… A pretty intense relationship one. I sorta lied to my sister. She called me out, she’s expecting to meet you and I really need this to be very convincing. So Stephanie thinks that is what you are, my boyfriend who I somehow kept secret from everyone and everything the last six months. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I just…didn’t know how to say all of that over the phone and not to your face. You’ll be fully compensated, I promise.” James’ sheepish grin and wildly apologetic eyes made him so damn adorable that Josh didn’t know what to do with himself.

  So he laughed. He leaned against the wall and chuckled in relief at the fact he’d been so worried and so weirded out, and when James joined him, albeit looking at him like he was crazy, Josh reveled in the sound. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He pulled himself back under control, wondering what this moment must look like—the two of them hysterical under the hot water in the shower. “I thought you’d told Stephanie, and everyone, that I was an escort and that’s why I was here. She was acting so…strangely. I understand now, but at the time…” H
e shook his head, looking down at the marble under his bare feet. James was now red and giggling wholeheartedly.

  “Oh man, I’m sorry.” He was sincere. “That’s not what I intended at all. She’s…very good at her job but also very easy to read and has a knack for talking a lot. She’s very sweet, but I’m sure she made it very clear that I was looking forward to my boyfriend arriving. Though after that blow job, she wasn’t wrong.”

  They shared a glance and continued to laugh for a minute before James grabbed the shampoo. “I’ll finish up, then you can shower. I’m sure you want to after your trip. We will be rooming together,” he went on as Josh shifted to the back of the shower, the cool wall feeling good against his back as he watched James wash his hair and body, “since everyone thinks you’re here for me. I do hope that’s okay. I can sleep on the couch if you’d feel more comfortable.”

  “Absolutely not. We can share a bed. I’m fine with that. And besides, I still have a lot to show you,” Josh replied suggestively before looking down. James glanced back at him over his shoulder and Josh flushed down into his chest.

  “I have to say,” James began, turning slowly and letting his eyes roam Josh’s body, “that I am definitely looking forward to that. But we’ll have to get started after dinner.” He frowned, his tone carrying regret. “I’ve gotta meet my sister for coffee. You can get settled, though. We’ll do introductions tomorrow. It’ll just be you and me for dinner. I made us a reservation at our Brazilian steakhouse…if that’s okay with you.”

  It was all for show and Josh shouldn’t care, but something about what James said made his head spin a little. His stomach flipped and he had to fight the urge to step forward and kiss the man. And that was unusual.

  “Of course. I could probably use a rest anyway, if that’s okay. And I’d like to explore this beautiful place. It’s honestly incredible, Jamie.”

  James stilled briefly and blushed. “Thank you. I love this resort a lot. I really hope you enjoy it here. And again, thank you for coming. We can talk backstory later—”

  “What if we just embellish the truth? We can say I picked you up in a bar in midtown, and it was just…on from there?” Josh suggested offhandedly then widened his eyes. “I mean, if that’s not too personal…”

  James shook his head with the hint of a smile. “No, I think that’s good. I like it. Easy to remember too.” He flushed a little deeper and ran a hand through his wet hair. Josh would not admit that he could get used to seeing the man like this.

  “Great. That way, if I run into anyone on my travels around this place, I’ll know what to say.”

  James eventually left Josh to shower alone, dressing and heading out to find his sister. Josh finished up, ignoring the urge to get off one more time to the memories, and quickly slipped on some track pants and a T-shirt, the afternoon sun still being hot. Right now, he wanted to work out, to see this amazing place and to try not to think about how much fun it was going to be to pretend to be James Barnwell’s boyfriend.

  * * * *

  “So when do I get to meet this mystery man?” James’ sister Rebecca asked as they strolled around the brand-new common area James had just designed. They were sipping their coffee and catching up. She’d just arrived the day before. James’ parents were back home in Florida, waiting for the opening of his newest resort in the Bahamas. Rebecca, on the other hand, loved this one. She and her family visited once a year.

  “Tomorrow.” James grinned, feigning the joy of keeping Josh, his boyfriend, a secret a little longer. “Let me have one night to show him around, will ya?”

  “Where is he now?” Becca continued with her tactic, looking around as if she’d recognize him if she saw him, excitement on her pretty face. “Is he upstairs? Did you already wear him out?”

  James made a face. “Bec! Seriously?”

  “What? I didn’t even know you were into men until you fessed up about your dreamy attitude last week at Mom and Dad’s. Now I’m just trying to figure it all out. Do you…top? Is that the way you say it? Or does he? God, I can’t wait to put a face to the name—”

  “Will you stop? He tops, and no, I’m not telling you why.”

  The sibling banter carried on as James showed off the area, the beautiful fountain pools and marble architecture. Becca was obviously more enamored with the prospect of meeting her brother’s boyfriend than anything else.

  James couldn’t blame her. He hadn’t been able to get Josh out of his mind since that first night. He’d left to visit his parents for their anniversary and had unfortunately been in a ‘best sex ever’ haze the entire time. When Becca had called him out for being aloof and awfully smiley, he’d spat out the lie about seeing someone—a man—and Becca had eaten it up.

  All his family wanted was for him—the thirty-eight-year-old—to settle down. He was beyond successful, he didn’t need to build another resort and he was that financially secure. But James had dreams and goals and wanted to provide the best vacations possible. Settling with someone would slow him down…and he wasn’t ready for that.

  Not to mention he’d never found someone to slow down with.

  James had immediately seen Josh as soon as he’d said what he had to Becca. He’d practically burned the view of Josh above him, rocking into him, into his mind, so it wasn’t hard to recall. But something about Josh’s demeanor had said he’d be good at this lie. And their conversation after the shower had only cemented that thought—not to mention he was incredibly handsome, seemingly built by the gods. If Becca wasn’t taken with his personality, at least he wasn’t hard to look at, and she could tell their mother that.

  “James, as beautiful as this resort is—and it is, it’s my favorite—stop showing me around and go cuddle your boyfriend. It’s his first time here, isn’t it? Show him around. Dan has the kids around here somewhere. I’ll just go hang out with them—”

  “Hey, Jamie!”

  James’ throat tightened at how unprepared he was for this. He’d orchestrated for Becca and Josh to meet in the morning after breakfast at the pool, not now.

  Josh was walking toward them, wearing a fitted gray Under Armour shirt and navy track pants that left little to James’ imagination. The man was ridiculously fit, and the outfit put that on display gloriously for James’ sister…and him.

  “I thought the map I had was going to get me to the gym, but this place is huge.” He was obviously apologetic as he approached and held up the map as proof. “I was gonna ask someone, then I saw you, so…” He trailed off as Becca looked from James to Josh as if expecting some kind of explanation of the nickname or maybe the fact that he had left out that Josh, his boyfriend, was significantly younger than he was.

  Josh, maybe more practiced than James thought, seemed to know just what to do. He jogged toward them the rest of the way and placed a quick but sweet kiss to James’ unsuspecting lips, carrying on the boyfriend act for Becca. He brushed James’ hand that held the coffee with his, careful not to jar it but also as a sweet gesture. Becca’s eyes and smile grew with every passing second Josh was in front of them.

  “Oh, yeah,” James managed to get out dumbly, his lips tasting of some kind of fruity substance—pre-workout, maybe? “I thought you were going to rest?”

  “I decided I’d rather squeeze in a quick workout before dinner.” He shrugged a little with that smile, and unfortunately for James, he found it adorable. Becca seemed to as well, as she cleared her throat expectantly.

  “Good. Yeah, the gym is just straight down this path, back by the lobby, second floor.” He flashed Josh a smile as he recited the words, glad his sunglasses hid his eyes and the surely panicked look in them. “Josh, this is my sister Rebecca. Becca, this is Josh.”

  Becca extended her hand and Josh gave her the warmest of smiles. “Rebecca, it’s so nice to finally meet you.” He made eye contact with her, zeroing in on her in the way he had James that first night, and Becca melted under his gaze.

  “Josh! It’s so nice to finally meet yo
u and put a face to the name I’ve heard so very little of.” She glanced at James, not bothering to hide her surprise and obviously impressed expression.

  “Well, it’s been a whirlwind. I don’t blame Jamie for not talking about it yet.” He threw James a secretive grin and James blushed, while also wishing the ground would swallow him whole. He was far too unprepared for this week. Maybe this is a bad idea…

  “He’s always been pretty quiet, even as a kid.” Becca nodded, seemingly considering his silence as she glanced at him. “But I’ve been really looking forward to meeting you. James said we’ll see you in the morning after breakfast. You can meet my husband and the kids.”

  James opened his mouth to intervene—he hadn’t yet told Josh the whole plan—but Josh was already graciously smiling and replying before James could stop him. “I’m really looking forward to meeting the kids. I love kids—no offense to your husband, of course,” he replied with obvious humor, and Becca ate it up, laughing along with him. “Well, I really need to get a move on to the gym if I wanna get my workout in and get back and showered before dinner. I’m sorry to interrupt your walk.” Josh bowed at the waist a little as he skirted by then said, “It was wonderful meeting you, Rebecca. I can’t wait to talk more tomorrow and meet the rest of the family. James”—he stopped at James’ shoulder, running his fingers over his bare forearm and giving him a soft smile—“see you back at the room before dinner?” Before James could nod, Josh was pressing his lips to his again, in a slightly longer show of affection. Becca stared almost aghast as James kissed him back then waved him off.