Debt Collector_A Billionaire Bad Boy Novel

by Weston Parker

  Frank and Seth laughed in tandem.

  "Yeah, and then come sit on my lap and wag your ass," I barked out.

  "What?" She gave me an incredulous look.

  "Get us another waitress, hun." I shot her a look and turned back to the guys. "What the hell? Do I really look like a ten-year-old girl, because she was making me feel like one."

  "Oh, Lord. She didn't treat you like America's heartthrob, and you got all pissy." Seth rolled his eyes.

  "She offered me a fucking cherry sprite." I leaned toward him and swatted at his face. "Grow the fuck up. You know she was dicking with me."

  "She definitely had something against you." Frank slid his napkin back and forth on the table in front of him. "We just need the paternity test to come back to shut this last scandal down. Should be any day now."

  "You took one?" Seth looked a little surprised.

  "Absolutely." I turned to take a beer from a male server with an apologetic look on his face.

  "I'm sorry, Mr. Lewis. Let us know if there is anything else we can do."

  "Thanks." I took the beer and drank half of it before lifting the glass toward the bitch who was giving me grief. "Lap dance?"

  "Ethan. Jeez." Frank pulled my arm down, spilling my beer.

  "Of course I took the paternity test. I've never seen that chick a day in my life. She was lying." I licked at the beer on my wrist. "I just don't understand where people come up with this shit. I mean, isn't there anyone else someone can fuck with?"

  "Have you warned Riley about this? People are going to attack her from time to time too. It's just how they are." Seth asked as the food arrived.

  I was beyond grateful to see my burger had somehow gotten done in the time it took to cook their food. "No, but I will. Thanks for the reminder."

  The conversation ceased as we all dug into our food, the need to fill out bellies far outweighing the desire to keep up some chit chat bullshit.

  "So, you love her?" Frank asked as he dropped his napkin on his plate a few minutes later.

  "Completely. I want to get our lives started together. I'm going to ask her to move in with me when she's ready." I wiped my mouth and stood, ready to get back to her. I wanted to stop by the club to check on my brother as well. He could hold his own, but he'd gotten himself into more jacked up situations than I had. Someone had to patrol his wild ass.

  "When do you know that she's ready?" Seth glanced up at me as he shoved another fry in his mouth.

  "I don't. I'm just going to tell her now that when she is ready to come on. I want to get this thing really locked down between us."

  "Like marriage?" He smiled, and I could tell where the cheeky bastard was headed. He'd told me the day before to propose to her.

  "Yeah. You win." I reached over and picked up the container with her dinner in it before bidding the guys goodnight. I walked to the club as warmth rushed through me. I wanted to get back to my girl and snuggle her for the rest of the night. With my belly full and her on my mind, I had a few minutes before I would pass out.

  "Can we help you, Sir?" A bouncer asked as I walked to the front of the club, lifting on my toes so I could look for my brother.

  "Just looking for my brother." I leaned over to see Liam dancing between a group of girls. "Yep. He looks like he's doing alright." I pointed at him. "If he fucks anything up, or breaks something, just call me, and I'll come get him."

  "Your name, Sir?" The bouncer took a pad out of his front pocket.

  "Seth and I'm in room twelve-eighteen." I smiled and turned, walking back to the elevator as a laugh left me. Liam always broke something or got hurt when he was drunk. Seth would hate me in the morning, but it was going to be a story we would all tell for a long time.

  Chapter 12

  Riley

  My stomach hurt when I woke the next morning. A strong rumble ran through it, and I groaned and turned over, smacking Ethan in the chest.

  "Ouch!" he yelled and turned his back to me.

  "Oh. I'm sorry, baby. I forgot you were in bed with me. This is going to take some getting used to." I curled up to his back and kissed the side of his neck before reaching around and sliding my hand down his stomach. I bumped into the thick head of his cock in the middle of his abs. Heat dancing around in my center.

  I loved morning sex so much.

  Regardless, my hunger wasn't going to let me enjoy anything until I found something to eat. I checked the clock. 5:03 a.m.

  "Ugh," I growled and got out of the bed. Deza had the restaurant set up our breakfast buffet starting at 7:30. I was shit out of luck unless the cafe downstairs had something. I knelt in front of our mini-fridge and pulled it open, hoping for a snickers bar or something I could eat quickly so that I could get back in bed with Ethan.

  A container from the bistro downstairs was the only thing in the fridge. I pulled it out and moved to my knees, pressing back to rest my butt against my heels. I opened it and found a grilled cheese and fries.

  "Ahhh... Was this for me?" I glanced over my shoulder as I picked it up.

  "Hush, woman. I don't talk before ten in the morning. Jeez." He jerked around in the bed, sounding like a child, and I laughed, unable to help myself.

  I stood and walked over to the windows, sliding around the curtains and watching the sunset as I nibbled at my cold grilled cheese and fries. It would have been much better heated up, but beggars couldn't be choosers.

  My stomach settled, and the world seemed right as I popped the last fry in my mouth. I licked at my fingers and walked back around the heavy curtain into the room.

  "You awake?" I whispered and tossed the container into the trash can near the bed.

  "No," Ethan barked, causing another wave of giggles to consume me.

  "I love you so much." I pulled off my robe and crawled up into the bed, tucking myself behind his back.

  He hissed. "You're freezing. Damn."

  "Then warm me up," I murmured against the back of his neck and reached around to stroke his erection. "With this, please."

  "Mmmm..." He shifted, turning to face me and pulled at my hip. "Put your leg around my hip."

  I complied and arched a little to rub myself along his shaft. The deep groan he let out had me hot and bothered instantly. He'd been the man I'd dreamt of since I was a little girl. Hell, half of America did.

  He reached between us and gripped his cock, pulling it toward me as I shifted and pushed down on it.

  "Fuck, Riley. You're so tight, baby." He reached down and gripped my top leg, lifted it as he thrust forward, stretching me open wide.

  "Not too much," I cried out and wrapped my hand around his neck as I rolled my hips and squeezed my ass.

  "Anything you want." He opened his eyes and pulled me down for a long kiss. The firm press of him against me, as he worked himself deeper and deeper inside of me, was almost too much. Chill bumps broke out across my skin and pleasure worked its way from the center of my stomach out to touch every pleasure point I had.

  "I want more of you," I moaned against his lips.

  "Good girl." He rolled me on my back and pressed in deeper, forcing my legs open wide to accommodate him. "There's a lot of dick here, and it's all yours." He moved down and sucked my nipple into his mouth as he worked me slow and deep.

  "Shit," I cried out as the built up inside of me sparked.

  His eyes were full of lust as he glanced up and watched me, his tongue flicking across my nipple playfully. "Come for me."

  "I'm going to." I glanced down at him as I lifted my hands and gripped the headboard. "Several times if you'll let me."

  "Let you?" He pressed into the hilt and rocked his hips forward in short thrusts. "I want you to take as much of me as you want."

  "And beg for more?" I moaned as I lifted my knees a little and came. Waves of ecstasy rolled over me, and I moaned my release, the sound of me losing myself filling up the room around us.

  "You think you need more than I have to give?" He growled softly against my ear, his mascul
ine energy enough to stain me.

  "No." I pulled my hands from the headboard and ran my hands down his back to cup his perfect ass. "You're so fucking hot. I want you between my legs every night."

  "And each morning as well." He lifted up, his hands pressed by my head as he lifted himself and fucked me hard and fast. "Touch me."

  I realized I was gripping the sheets and righted the wrong quickly. Reaching up, I ran my hands down his thick chest and over his hips as they contracted with his efforts. I kept one hand on his hip and the other I slid in between us, cupping his shaft and pumping as he pulled out of me.

  "Fuck me," he groaned and closed his eyes as he panted loudly. "Pull hard on it."

  I intensified my grip and tugged at his cock, pinching the head roughly as he cried out and shook above me. His deep thrusts mixed with how much pleasure he seemed to be in was too much for me to hold back. Electricity shot through my stomach as I convulsed beneath him.

  "Move your hand," he ground out and locked his jaw. He laid back down, pressing his chest against mine as he kissed me.

  He gripped one of my legs and pulled it up, pressing my knee beside my breast as he drove in further.

  "Fuck, Ethan. Don't stop until you come."

  "Condom. I don't..." he panted and worked me over the edge again.

  "I don't care. Don't stop." I cupped his face as his eyes rolled back in his head a little.

  "I love you so much," he mumbled and moaned loudly as he thrashed about, working me until we were both covered in sweat and gasping for air.

  "So good." I pulled him close to me and pressed my mouth to the side of his neck, kissing and licking at his wet skin as he twitched deep inside of me.

  "You're going to end up pregnant if we're not careful." He slid his arms under my back and hugged me tightly. "I'd be fine with that, but I don't know if you would."

  I laughed. "How about you ask me to move in first?"

  "Move in with me." He glanced up and kissed me a few times. "When you're ready, of course, but I want you to move in with me. Now."

  "Really?" Excitement raced through me.

  He pulled out and dropped on his back, his body a beautiful playground of wonders. I wanted to take my time exploring each part of it, but in order to do so, we needed time. Time to ourselves without everyone else around. And I wanted the security of knowing that we wouldn't be interrupted.

  "Absolutely." He glanced over at me and reached out, squeezing my thigh softly. "I'm ready when you are."

  I smiled and turned on my side, curling up against his arm. "Let's go away together. When the film is over. Just the two of us. Somewhere that no one can bother us for a little while."

  "I'd like that a lot. It'll be a few months, but I'm down with making it happen. You just say where you want to go, and we're there."

  A phone buzzed somewhere in the room, and I sat up as he groaned. "It's probably Seth. I gave the bouncers at the club his name and room number last night."

  "Why would the bouncers..." I paused and got off the bed. "Oh. Liam was in there, wasn't he?"

  "Of course he was. His dynamic duo probably left. He was on the hunt for another mistress." He rolled onto his side and watched me.

  I glanced over at him as I knelt to get his phone. "It's Frank."

  "Ignore him. If you answer it, he'll think I get up before nine or ten. Don't do that to me. The old bastard gets up at four every morning. He has to wait to bother me until closer to noon."

  "Stop that." I walked over to the bed and sat down beside him, not at all worried about being naked in front of him. He was mine, and I was his. I wanted him to see me, to want me the way I wanted him.

  "What does he want?" He moved closer and wrapped his arms around my waist, leaning in and kissing my side and the top of my rear.

  "He said that he just got word on your paternity test, to call him."

  "What?" He sat up and jerked the phone from my hand. "It's fucking five in the morning. Who's up this early?"

  "It's five here, but it's eight in New York." I stood and walked to the bathroom, trying to give him some privacy. His 'Yes!' a few seconds later let me know it was time to come back out.

  "Good news?" I walked toward him.

  "Fuck yes. It's not my baby." He closed his eyes and flopped back over to his back. "I knew it wasn't, but you know how it's been lately. If something crazy could happen, it's going to happen to me."

  "Or me." I sat down and smiled as he reached for me.

  He wrapped his strong arms around me and rolled us over, pinning me to the bed. "These covers are in my way. I can't feel your warm body against mine."

  "Come on. We can do this again later. I want to check on your brother."

  "Why?" He snorted. "He's probably dead to the world."

  "Because he's your brother." I pushed at his chest. "See if he's free for breakfast."

  "Not a chance. I'll see if he is up tomorrow morning and we can have breakfast with him before we all head back to LA. I'm not bothering him today. He likely drank a keg by himself last night."

  I snorted and reached for my dress. "How old is he?"

  "Too old." He groaned as he set up. "Hey... there's a pair of shorts over there on the floor that I want to wear today. Grab them for me."

  "Yeah, sure." I walked over and bent over to pick them up.

  "Hell yes," he mumbled.

  I stood and glanced over my shoulder. "You did that on purpose."

  "Put my shorts on the ground?" He gave me a silly look. "Where else would I put them? They're dirty."

  "Then why are you wearing them?" I popped my hip out and tilted my head to the side. "Hmmm?"

  "You're right. Throw them over there with our dirty clothes. My clean shorts are over there on the ground. Grab them for me?" He wagged his eyebrows.

  "Asshat." I tossed his dirty shorts at him before tackling him on the bed.

  "I'll wear your ass on my head." He laughed and pulled me down for a long kiss.

  "That didn't even make sense."

  "No? It did to me, but I was just thinking about your nether region up here in my upper." He drew a circle around his face and licked his lips. "Speaking of. Go shower and come back and ride my face."

  "No way. We have a million things to do, and filming is this morning." I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair.

  "It's five in the morning. We have a few hours. Go clean up and come back so I can get you dirty all over again." He ran his hand down my back and squeezed my ass. "Now. It wasn't a question."

  "Hmm. Aggressive. I like it." I nipped at his lips and rolled off the bed.

  He didn't have to tell me more than twice.

  Chapter 13

  Ethan

  The rest of the day was spent filming, every fucking second of it. By Saturday night, everyone was so tired that we decided against our wrap up party for the location. I passed out on the bed while Riley moved around me, packing up my stuff for me. The woman was far too good for a scoundrel like me, but I'd take her.

  I woke the next morning with her tucked against my side, both of us still in our clothes from the day before. After kissing her forehead and watching her for a few minutes, like a real creepazoid, I got up and changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.

  My brother had been MIA for the last few days, and he was our ride home, so early or not, he had to get up. I grabbed our room key and left, walking down the hall toward his room. A smile spread across my face as I glanced back down the hall, leaning back as far as I could to look around the gigantic fern.

  Seth was nowhere in sight, but it would have been hilarious had he been. The guy was a jokester and one of my favorite people to have on the set. I'd have to make a point of telling Frank that we needed to book him for all of our other projects.

  I knocked on the door and was surprised when my brother opened it; the phone pressed to his ear. The grimace on his face let me know that something was up.

  "I know what you said, but I'm telling you t
hat the decision is mine to make. Not hers." He growled loudly and dropped down on the bed, nothing but a towel around his waist. "Put her on the phone.

  I walked in and closed the door behind me, lifting an eyebrow as he glared my way.

  "Fine!" He barked into the phone. "Tell her she better be at the fucking dinner tonight and that I'm not happy. She's got some explaining to do. Period."

  He tossed the phone onto the bed behind him and flopped back. "Ugh. I hate women who think they know everything."

  "That's all woman." I scratched my five o'clock shadow. "And most men if we're being honest here." I walked over to the windows and pulled back the curtain.

  My brother made a vampire hissing sound. "This chick is extra fucking special in her own head."

  "Sounds like your kind of challenge." I sat down on the chair nearest me and leaned back, clasping my hands over my stomach. "What's her name?"

  "Mona." He ran his fingers through his wet hair and smiled. "And she makes me wanna Mona her name."

  "Oh God." I rolled my eyes and stood up. "You're never going to grow up."

  "Not unless someone forces me to."

  "Pays you lots of money?" I lifted my hands to the ceiling and stretched.

  "Nope. Not even then." He sat up and ran his hands down his thighs. "Besides, they already do that."

  "True." I glanced around, realizing that the asshat was already packed. "Wow. What time did you get up?"

  "Four." He gave me a warning look. "Grab your shit and let's get out of here. You know I have that big dinner tonight." He paused briefly before cutting me off. "I want you there. I need comic relief, and someone to restrain me should this woman get on my last nerve, and I’ve got to strangle her. It's highly likely."

  "Alright. Riley will be there too, then. I'm not spending the evening without her." I walked to the door. "She's riding back with us."

  "Whatever. Just meet me downstairs in twenty minutes."

  "This chick really has you going." I opened the door and glanced back. "Maybe she's the one."

  "Fuck that. I wouldn't even try to get her into bed. She's mean, dude. Probably eats dicks as a side dish to her Wheaties in the morning." He snorted, and I walked out on that note.