Billionaire Romance Box Set: The Storm Romance Series Part 1-10: An Alpha Billionaire Romance

by Sarah J. Brooks

  He smiled and grabbed my hand as we walked the final block to the hotel. It was a small gesture, yet large in one sense. We hadn’t publicly been together before. Even though it was only for about two minutes; my heart raced with excitement.

  Matthew had a power over me that no other man had ever even come close to. He could smile at me or touch me and my body literally felt like it was melting. The electricity between us was insane and when I was apart from him, I often thought about him. Mostly I thought about how good it felt to be with him. Not just to be naked and in bed with him, but it genuinely felt good to have him near me.

  I had started to have some doubts about what his plans were politically, but those doubts couldn’t damper the emotions and arousal I felt when he touched me. In fact, the mystery behind his political agenda just further fueled my deep desire to make Matthew mine.

  “The same room? We are sharing?” I asked as we went up the elevator.

  Matthew leaned against the side of the wall and just looked at me. He seemed to be keeping his distance on purpose and he also seemed to be keeping silent on purpose. As the door opened, he left the elevator quickly and walked down the hall so fast that I couldn’t catch up with him. Our room was all the way at the end of the hall and he had the door opened before I was even halfway down the hallway.

  Our luggage was in the entry way of the massive room and I closed the door behind me as I walked in. There was a large living room and full kitchen in our suite, it certainly wasn’t anything I was use to at a hotel.

  “Matthew,” I hollered out as I walked through the suite. “Matthew, where are you?”

  Then suddenly, as I walked toward the bedroom, Matthew came up behind me and picked me up over his shoulder. In one quick motion, he carried me to the large king sized bed and dropped me onto it.

  “That airplane did not allow me enough room to play with you like I wanted to,” he said as he stood there naked.

  His throbbing cock pulsed as he looked at me on the bed. I could see the lust in his eyes and could only imagine all the dirty thoughts that he had in his head.

  “Oh, really? What was it that you wanted to do with me?”

  Matthew grabbed my legs and pulled me toward the end of the bed. He flipped me over and pulled my skirt all the way off of me to expose my ass.

  “First, I need to spank you for saying my first name to your mother. You were so naughty,” Matthew teased me.

  His voice was soft and playful and I felt more confused than ever before. Only a few minutes before when we were at the diner he had been so serious and stern with me. Well, I guess spanking me was also serious and stern.

  I liked being with Matthew, it was easy with him. I trusted his hands on my body and didn’t have to question anything. It was like I could give up control and just let him bring me pleasure.

  We had been together for a few months, I expected what was coming next, but I still wasn’t all that prepared. My body wanted him in every way possible, but my mind constantly fought back against the stern nature of our relationship.

  He grabbed my hair and pulled me back up and off of the bed before he whispered in my ear.

  “I want to hear you scream,” he said calmly.

  There was a dangerous tone in his voice and I thought for a moment I wanted to leave, but my body wouldn’t allow it. My body wanted to scream with ecstasy. There was one thing I knew for sure about Matthew and that was he had a joy for feeling pleasure. Nothing he wanted to do would give pain, only pleasure; and I was perfectly willing to give that a try.

  His thumb slid inside my tight ass to prepare me. I moaned out to try and relax my body. I had never done this before. I had never had a partner that was so willing to experiment with my limits of pleasure. I was excited. I pressed back against him in an effort to feel more.

  “Do you like it?” Matthew said softly.

  “Yes.”

  “More?”

  “Yes.”

  “My cock?”

  “Yes.”

  I knew with that final ‘yes’ I was about to experience something I had joked and teased about for years with my girlfriends. It was finally going to happen and I was excited about it. I couldn’t wait to get to experience this sex act that everyone said was so taboo.

  “I’m going to start slow, let me know if you need me to stop,” Matthew said as I felt his throbbing cock pressed against my back door.

  The interesting thing was I felt the moment was extremely intimate. Which wasn’t at all what I thought of when I thought of anal sex. His cock pressed into me slow and I felt the pain, but also the intense pleasure that he delivered.

  His hand was still on my hair and pulling on it, but he also had a hold of my shoulder and supported my body at just the right angle.

  His hips moved slowly back and forth as he built up my tolerance for his large member. I moved with him. The feeling was intense and so pleasure filled that I couldn’t help but thrust my ass back toward him deeper and deeper.

  “Oh, yes…” I moaned as the flush hot of my face leaned down and hit the soft bed.

  Matthew let go of my hair and my body and let me lean over the bed to find a new angle that made me happy. He continued his slow motions and let me move my body against him until I felt comfortable.

  “More?” He questioned.

  “Yes.”

  “Hard?” He asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes.”

  I wanted to experience the porn movies I had seen. I wanted to feel the combination of pleasure and pain that made those women scream out in total bliss. I knew that Matthew could give me that experience. No matter what else was going on in my world, or his, I knew he could make me forget it all with a blissful orgasm.

  His hands positioned themselves on my hips and I felt my body tense up in anticipation of the pain. But instead, I felt the pleasure intensify as his cock drove deep into me and I screamed out in delight.

  “Oh, God! Fucking hell that’s intense.”

  “More?” He asked to assure himself.

  “Oh yes.”

  My body pressed back in motion with his body and I felt the intense pleasure as it started in my center. Thrust after thrust he delivered and I tried to relax my body to let the orgasm take me away.

  It was a different orgasm than I had ever experienced before. Typically orgasms only came to me when my clit was stimulated; they were quick but intense. This orgasm was much different. My body started to warm everywhere as I felt the buildup growing. Thrust after thrust I thought at any second I would totally explode with orgasm. But it took longer. More and more thrusts were delivered until it finally hit. I tightened everywhere and released the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced which was followed by a deep moaning grunt by Matthew as he finally released as well.

  Emotionally, physically, I was exhausted. I didn’t have any sweet little comments to make. I didn’t have any energy to shower, or move for that matter. I collapsed onto the bed and crawled over to the other side and closed my eyes. Naked, on top of the covers, I fell asleep in exhaustion.

  ***

  I thought I would have woken up in time to go visit my father around dinner, but that didn’t happen. Instead, it was almost midnight when I awoke from my sleep deprived sex coma. I jumped into the shower and got dressed while I let Matthew sleep. There was no reason to wake him up, I was likely going to just go to the hospital and watch my father sleep.

  When I arrived in my father’s room, the news station was on his television. It made me smile. My father did love to complain about everything that was going on in the world. There wasn’t a day that I had ever seen him watch the news and not complain.

  I sat down next to him and we watched together. It was a story about Senator Masson and the evidence that had come out so far. The newscaster made it sound pretty definitive that Senator Masson had been involved in wrongdoing. It surprised me, though, he was a slimy Senator; but I didn’t peg h
im as the type of guy who would steal money. He seemed to have plenty of it and didn’t need to steal to get it.

  “You abandoned me,” I heard Matthew say as he looked on from the door to the hospital room. He was wearing sweatpants and looked sexy as hell. I had never seen him so casually dressed, but I liked it.

  “You were asleep,” I laughed.

  “I’m awake now.”

  Matthew pulled up a chair and came and sat next to me. He reached for my hand and held onto it. I looked at him and then at my father, but realized my father wasn’t going to tell anyone anything. My father was so sick. It was clear that this would be my last visit with him.

  “What’s going on with Masson? Did he do it?” I asked.

  I expected Matthew to come up with some type of bullshit answer that would deflect the question. He didn’t.

  “Yes, I found out awhile ago.”

  “So why did you put him into the Speaker of the House position? I don’t understand.”

  “It’s a lot more publicity when he goes down.”

  “So now you want the position?”

  “Oh, hell now.”

  “Matthew, I don’t get what’s going on.”

  “It’s alright. All you need to know is that I love you and I’m happy as hell that I get to be here with you right now.”

  Matthew pulled my hand up to his mouth and kissed it. He was good, damn good. I couldn’t even ask another question because I was so busy analyzing his ‘I love you’ statement. But I would find another time to ask him about his involvement in Senator Masson’s controversy.

  By morning, it was time to head back to Washington. I was emotionally exhausted and after we had met with the doctors and my mother, I realized I couldn’t just sit there and watch my father die. I was extremely grateful my mother was there with him and I felt peace with my father that I hadn’t had in the entire 22 years of my life. He wasn’t a perfect man, but he was my father and I had the closure I needed.

  “Thank you two for coming, I know your father is really happy he got to see you again Michaela.”

  “Mom, you take care of yourself. I know you want to be here all the time, but you have to rest and eat right as well.”

  “I know sweetheart. I’ll call you and keep you updated. Have a safe flight back to Washington.”

  We gave each other hugs and kisses and then Matthew and I grabbed our things from the hotel and made our way to the airport. We had to wait in a loading area for the private jet to arrive and I figured it was the perfect opportunity to get to the bottom of some of my questions. Matthew would throw an angry fit with all those people sitting around.

  “So you planned for Senator Masson to get caught embezzling?” I asked.

  “What? No. I can’t fort people to commit crimes, Kayla. He did that of his own free will.”

  “But you made sure it came out so you could be rid of him. Why do you hate the guy so much?”

  “First of all, I don’t hate him. Secondly, I’m not going to have this conversation here. We can talk about it when we get on the plane.”

  “Actually, I’m fine with talking about it now. Did you set him up, Matthew?”

  “No. And stop. We aren’t continuing this conversation,” Matthew said firmly.

  But what Matthew didn’t understand was that I could continue the conversation just fine without him. He needed to give me some answers. I had started to feel like he was hiding way too much from me.

  “Let me guess. You don’t want to be embarrassed in public? What do you think it feels like for me right now? I was the one going around that party telling everyone to vote for him. I was the one who almost slept with him. All at your request so you could manipulate him.”

  “You almost slept with him?”

  I got up and stormed off away from Matthew. He couldn’t play stupid with me. He knew damn well that Masson wanted to fuck me and Matthew just kept sending me back to the man to get closer and closer. Then it dawned on me. Matthew was probably being so nice to me because he knew this news was about to break and I was going to be pissed at him.

  I sat down at the other end of the terminal and happened to notice a friend of mine from college. I used him as an out to avoid eye contact with Matthew.

  “Jarrod?” I said as I looked at my friend.

  “Oh, my God Michaela. What are you doing here?” He said with a look of surprise on his face.

  I couldn’t blame him, though. I certainly didn’t belong in the private lounge of people waiting for their private jets.

  “Oh, I’m just flying back to Washington with my boss. How about you? Your business is doing well I see.”

  “Well not as well as a private jet would suggest. I’m actually flying to meet a potential client overseas and they are sending a plane for me.”

  “That’s really exciting. I’m so happy for you.”

  Then it happened. Matthew Storm barged right into the middle of our conversation and asserted his territory.

  “Honey, our plane is here. Are you ready?” Matthew said as he wrapped his arm around me and kissed my cheek.

  My entire face flushed red as I looked up at Matthew and then back to my friend. I had just finished telling him Matthew was my boss. Plus it was pretty obvious who Matthew was, almost everyone in Illinois knew him.

  Jarrod hid the shock of the moment rather well.

  “It was nice seeing you again Kayla. Keep in touch.”

  “You too Jarrod,” I said as Matthew pulled me away.

  As soon as we were outside of the building I pulled myself away from Matthews' arms and walked farther away from him. He just came out with our relationship without even bothering to talk to me about it. Luckily it was just one friend from Illinois. But Matthew clearly didn’t care what the ramifications would be for me if people knew I had been sleeping with my boss who happened to be the Senator from Illinois.

  “Don’t do that Matthew,” I said as we sat down on the plane.

  “Don’t do what?”

  “You just threw it out there that we were dating. We agreed to keep it quiet. It’s not just your career that this is going to affect if people know.”

  “Oh, stop. It’s just some kid who has a crush on you. It doesn’t really matter that much does it?”

  “Let’s actually talk thinks over before you decide what information is public.”

  I was starting to trust Matthew less and less as the days went on. I had known he wasn’t going to stop at anything to get his career goals, but I thought I could keep myself out of the carnage. I hoped that when we returned to Washington we could move forward with some normalcy.

  We still didn’t know where the Vice President was and now Senator Masson had a huge political crisis going on. We were going to be really busy in the office and I needed to stay on my game as best as I could. I didn’t want to be distracted by Matthew and his agenda. I just wanted to do my job and do it well.

  “I’m sorry. I’ll talk over things next time,” Matthew said as he apologized.

  Two good things had come out of our trip to Illinois. I had the chance to see my father and get some closure with him. The second was that I realized Matthew did have the ability to apologize. He had done it several times in the past week and I had as well. It felt like we were actually having a real relationship. Although I wasn’t about, to announce it to the world.

  Coming out and saying that I was sleeping with my boss would certainly ruin my political career in Washington. If it didn’t ruin it, well at the very least I would be considered a joke and not able to get another job with any credibility.

  We both couldn’t sleep on the flight back to Washington and instead got ourselves updated on the two major news stories that were affecting Matthew politically. I wasn’t sure what exactly they were going to do about the Vice President being missing or the case against Senator Masson. But I knew one thing…Matthew seemed mixed up in both of those stories.

  “We are approaching our final decline, please fasten your
seatbelts,” the pilot said over the intercom.

  When we landed, it seemed to take a lot longer than normal for us to be cleared to get off the plane. Not that I knew what ‘usual’ was; but it took well over twenty minutes after we landed.

  I looked out the plane as we finally pulled into the hanger area and there were dozens of reporters standing around.

  “Why are they here?” I asked Matthew.

  “No idea.”

  “Well don’t say anything to them. Just answer no comment until we can discuss things and figure out what is going on. You go ahead and get off the plane. I’ll wait until they are gone.”

  “No. You’re my assistant. It’s fine.”

  Matthew left the plane first and then I followed behind him. The cameras were all rolling and there were dozens of flash pictures being taken. I just couldn’t fathom why on earth they wanted to talk with Matthew so bad.

  “Senator Storm. How do you feel about today’s appointment by the President?” I heard one report ask.

  “I’m excited to continue serving my country,” Matthew responded.

  I had no idea what he was saying, but I knew for a fact he had kept yet another secret from me. I wasn’t happy at all.

  “Mr. Storm, there has been speculation that you know what happened with Vice President Howard. Do you know where he is?”

  I froze still at the question.

  What speculation? Who was speculating this? Why would they think that Matthew had anything to do with the disappearance of the Vice President?

  “I have nothing to hide. I have had a meeting with the president and his advisors where I shared my whereabouts from the moment I left last weekend’s party until this very moment. I have nothing to hide.”

  “Senator Storm, where were you the night of the party after it ended?”

  “I was with my girlfriend Michaela Wilson,” Matthew said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me to stand next to him.

  My body went cold. Matthew had just thrown away my entire career.

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