by Bell, Olivia
Devon slid his cock out of her and slammed it into her, moving his cock faster and harder into her, she begged for more as she threw her head back against the couch. After a few minutes, she watched his cock go in and out of her, faster and faster. She was getting turned on more and more, but she didn't want to cum, she didn't have any control over her pussy at all.
“Cum for me, I know your pussy wants to. Cum for me, sweetie, it's alright,” he whispered words of encouragement. He didn't want to cum before her because he wanted to cum on her tits. He wanted to see his cum dripping off them when he was done cumming for her.
Kayla let her pussy go, freed it so that it could squirt all over his cock. He moaned and whimpered for her, begging her to keep cumming for him. Begging for her to soak his hard cock more and more. Wanting to drown his cock in her pussy juice.
The more she came, the louder she got for him, feeling his cock slamming into her over and over again. Knowing how wet his cock was, she just kept cumming.
Kayla was gasping and whimpering as her pussy finally calmed down, and she had a big grin on her face. He loved seeing her sweat and was loving how wet her tits were glistening with sweat themselves.
He slid his cock out of her and straddled her, licking his lips again, he took her tits into his hands. Pressing them tightly against each other, he began sliding his cock between them. Watching her open her mouth for him, he winked at her, knowing what he wanted from her.
“Such a nice, warm, wet mouth you have, baby. God I want to cum for you so badly right now. I want to slap my cock on both your tits and cum all over them.” Devon began talking dirty to her knowing it was true. He made his cock flex more as he slid his cock in and out between her amazing, teasing tits.
“I will let you, I think that's the hottest thing that has come out of your mouth tonight,” she confessed, biting down on her lip and nodding her head slowly.
Kayla watched the head of his cock slide in and out between her tits and licked at the head of it, feeling his cock slam into her mouth as she opened it up wide.
Devon took his cock out of her mouth when he felt the cum shooting up into the head of his cock. Kayla grabbed her tits when he let go, pushing them tightly against each other so that her nipples were pressed together, teasing them as she began sliding her tits up and down for just a few seconds.
Devon grabbed a hold of his hard cock and began slapping the head of it against her hard nipples. Keeping his eyes on her, he could see that she was watching with enjoyment.
“Here it comes honey, here it cums!” he hollered out, watching as his cum was shooting everywhere. Glad that he got a lot of his cum on her hard nipples just like he had wanted to, just like he had envisioned.
When his cock finally gave up, it began growing soft, so he pulled the cock away from her her tits and he was surprised what she had done next.
Kayla let go of her tits and began massaging the cum into her nipples, rubbing her tits and pulling at them as she got her fingers and hands sticky with his cum. She saw that he was liking every movement that she was making.
Her tits were slick with his cum as she began tugging at her nipples harder and harder, he watched how big and long her nipples were getting as the slickness shined off the light in the living room.
“I think that I'm going to get myself in the shower,” Kayla grinned at him when she let go of her tits and stood up from the couch.
“You look like you need one.” He winked at her, seeing the cum slowly drip off her nipples just like he had hoped to see.
“I hope that you call me again, even if it is just for a booty call. I had a lot of fun tonight.” Kayla knew that it had been the best night for her in a long time.
“I did too, I will look you up even if it's just for sex. You can count on that.” He nodded his head, giving her a slight hug.
Letting go of her, he watched her walk out of the living room, and she knew that he wasn't going to be there when she returned. He quickly put his own clothing back on. He still had a smile on his face when he walked out and saw that the limo was still waiting for him.
He had thought that they had left him the second he had gone into her house. He was glad that they hadn't because he didn't feel like calling Ken to ask him to pick him up. He was sure that Ken was enjoying everything that had gone on. Knowing that he could check out the reviews any time that he had wanted to.
“We wouldn't leave you stranded.” The cameraman laughed at the surprised look on his face as Devon opened the door himself and got into the backseat. After shutting the door, he rested his head on the cool leather and had a big smile on his face.
“Ken said the reviews for tonight were awesome. He is very happy with the outcome, for sure. The only thing is we ran into a slight problem.” The cameraman sighed, he didn't have the camera on, it was on the floorboard beside him.
“Why would there be a problem and what the hell is your name anyways?” Devon didn't remember his name, not sure that Ken had told him.
“Calvin Sanders, sorry I thought that Ken would have introduced us before the show started. You guys were busy so maybe it had slipped his mind.” Calvin nodded his head at him.
“What's the problem, Calvin?” Devon asked him, sitting up and leaning forward. He kept his eyes on Calvin, letting him know that he was paying attention to him.
“We are going to have to get another woman for the advertising. The girl that we came across sadly died in a car accident. We just found out ourselves and we don't think that there's another beautiful girl, not as beautiful as her,” Calvin murmured and watched as Devon's face grew pale. He felt bad for the woman that he had never known, he didn't get to meet her.
“Tell Ken that I will figure it out, okay? Tell him not to worry about it. If you guys could bring me to my office, that would be great,” Devon told him, sitting back and feeling sad. What had turned into a good night had turned into a sad one. He was going to go home and fall asleep but he couldn't sleep now knowing that one of Ken's models had died.
When he wasn't being noticed by the public, he had his own modeling business. He knew how to pick the right women/men when it came to his magazines that he sent out monthly, making a lot of money off of it –he knew he was a big hit. He knew that he could help Ken find someone to advertise for him.
“Sure.” Calvin nodded his head and turned back around to look out the windshield. The perfect day was slowly turning dark, the clouds were coming in and in just a matter of minutes, it began raining, another sign that Devon should be working.
It had only taken a half hour to get to the office and Devon thanked the men for dropping him off at the office. He got out on his own and didn't care about the cold rain falling down on him. He knew that it was just water and he had another suit at the office anyways.
Knowing it was getting late, he went inside, hoping that he was going to be alone but when he saw the vacuum cleaner, he forgot that the new cleaning lady was working. He was going to stay out of her way and just head to his office.
He noticed when he got to his office that his office door was wide open and he got a surprise when he noticed her bent over, polishing up his office desk.
He loved how her silky red hair shined off the lights as she worked, she didn't know that he was even there as she scrubbed harder and harder at his desk. He was looking at the black skirt she was wearing, it was short but he liked how her long legs looked in the pantyhose that she was wearing.
With a smile on his face, he knocked lightly on the door and watched as she jumped. She turned around to face him and her face grew red. She knew who he was but she didn't know that it was his office. When she turned around, he had noticed how her curves were snug against her working outfit.
“Sorry, I forgot that you were going to be cleaning tonight,” Devon apologized to her.
“It's okay.” She smiled at him, realizing that he looked just as handsome as everyone had told her.
Chapter 5
They both looked a
t each other for a few seconds, sizing each other up as they both smiled at each other.
“I'm sorry, where are my manners? My name is Devon Sager.” He shook his head, feeling his face grow red when he had forgotten to introduce himself.
“I know who you are.” She couldn't believe that he was standing in front of her, didn't think that anyone was going to be in the office that late at night.
“From the dating show?” he asked her, raising his eyebrows wondering if she had even watched the show that night.
“No, I don't watch reality shows like that. I've heard about you from talk on the street.” Jasmine laughed at him, he loved how she laughed, it was light and not forced like most women that he introduced himself to.
“What's your name?” he asked her, sticking out his hand to her, not caring that it smelled like cleaner.
“Jasmine Conner. Nice to meet you, Mr. Sager.” She took his hand in hers and they shook hands gently.
“Oh please, no Mr., just call me Devon,” he stated, not wanting her to have to be so professional with him.
“Great, it's nice to meet you Devon.” Jasmine grinned at him and heard him chuckle. He could see that she had a great sense of humor and when he looked into her hazel eyes, he felt his heart trip over itself.
He knew that she would make a good advertising woman. If he wasn't trying to help Ken out he would have offered her a job as one of his models. He knew that she could make more money than what she was doing. He knew that she deserved a better job than cleaning and he hoped that he could get her to take the job but he didn't want to rush it so he wasn't going to ask that night. He was going to let Ken know about it and see what he wanted to do. He didn't want to get Jasmine's hopes up thinking that she was getting a job of a lifetime if Ken didn't agree with him.
“I'm finished with your office, I'm going to go change the trashes and clean the toilets.” She blushed, knowing that a billionaire like Devon didn't really care about what she had to do.
Devon loved how she blushed easily, he thought that she looked even more beautiful when her face had color in it.
“Don't worry about that. I'm glad that we have someone around here that really knows what they're doing.” Devon assured her that he didn't mind her talking about her job. Everyone had to have a job in order to survive, no matter how crappy it was.
Devon moved out of her way so that she could leave the office with her cleaning supplies, he could see that she had done a great job in his office and thought about giving her a tip before she left for the night. He was sure that she was going to stop in and let him know that she was leaving.
Devon closed his office door behind her and sighed tiredly as he sat down in his office chair. He knew that he had to ask her, he just had to gather up the courage to ask her to be the model for the advertising on the new dating show.
He could talk to Ken all he wanted about her, but for her to say yes was a different story. As shy as she was, he was going to have to go over the lines with her for the advertisement and he had already thought about what she was going to wear. It was going to be something sexy, showing off her body and letting the women know just how lucky they were to be given a chance to be selected as one of his dates.
He had a feeling that he was going to have to do a lot of convincing that she was the right woman. Ken always trusted his judgment when it came to women; he wasn't worried about Ken turning him down. He would want to see her for an interview for sure, but he was afraid that Jasmine just might turn him down and Devon Sager wasn't used to anyone turning him down, no woman had ever turned him down, whether it came to a date or it was sex. He had a big sex drive and no woman told him no. He was afraid that Jasmine was going to decline the offer, the first time that he had been worried about any woman and even though he was nervous, when it came to having the confidence to ask her, to throw it at her and see what she might say to him.
“You have to get her for the advertisement. There's no way around it, you have to get her. She's the perfect one,” Devon murmured to himself, looking at his closed door and hoping that she would come walking into the room with that smile of hers.
Devon finally reached over to pick up his office phone to call Ken. He knew that it was late but Ken would be happy that he had found a woman to advertise for his show. He had no problem getting a hold of Ken. Ken picked up on the first ring.
“I've found the perfect woman to help you out with the advertising. I have a feeling that many women are going to fill out the forms to date me. To have a chance at dating me at least,” Devon said quickly into the phone before Ken could even say hello to him.
“That's great, get it done. I will see you in the morning and we can talk it over more.” Ken didn't want to rush anything. The show was on once a week so he wasn't worried about rushing, he wanted to make sure that everything ran smoothly just like it had been.
Devon hung up the phone without telling him that he wasn't sure that she was going to go for it. His hands were sweating and he felt himself growing hot. He couldn't handle rejection but if she did, he would have to move on quickly to someone else.
“Please say yes,” he groaned as he got up from his chair and opened up the office door.
He was looking around outside the office at the chairs and the large space of carpeting. He saw her on the other side of the big room with the lights on.
“Here we go, there's no time like the present to get this done,” Devon muttered to himself as he stepped out of his office, closing the door behind him he headed towards her slowly.
The closer Devon got to her, the more he wished that he could turn back around and ask her at a later date. He was about to turn around when she looked over her shoulder and saw that he was walking towards her. She thought that maybe he was seeing how work was going but the look on his face was serious and she had to think back over the night to see if she had done anything wrong, if he had looked over the work that she had been doing, then she knew that there should be no complaints.
“Can I help you?” Jasmine asked him, biting down on her lip nervously.
“I have a question to ask you....” His voice trailed off as he took a deep breath and knew that he couldn't back out now that she was looking at him. An uncomfortable silence began between them.
The Dating Games
Book Two
An Alpha Billionaire Romance
By
Olivia Bell
Chapter 1
For a minute Devon felt like he couldn't talk, he took a look at her tits for just a moment, seeing how firm and big they were. He knew that she would look good in a red dress with a slit up the side. He knew she would look wonderful advertising with him.
“Devon?” she finally asked him, feeling her face growing hot when she noticed that he was checking her out.
“Sorry, I lost my train of thought for just a moment. I was wondering if you would like to take on a job.” He stated his reason for looking for her.
“What kind of job is it?” Jasmine asked him, wanting to make sure that she knew what it was before she said yes.
“It's a modeling job for the dating show.” Devon was straight with her when she shook her head at him.
“Please, we are in a tight spot right now. The model we did have died in a car accident; we just found out recently. You see the predicament I am in?” he told her, explaining that he was in trouble with the dating show that was finally getting off the ground. They were just missing one thing, a model.
“I'm very sorry for your bad luck. I'm not sure if I could do something like that. I don't know if I could sport my body on the television set with whatever clothes you might pick out for me. I need to practice lines.” She tried listing a million reasons why she couldn't do it.
“You really don't want to be working here, do you? I know you don't, don't answer that. I will pay you well, out of my own pocket. Even for practicing, for your time it will be cash in hand. You will be making more money than you are here. Probably mor
e money within just a few practice runs,” Devon told her, seeing that she was thinking about it.
Jasmine knew that it beat cleaning disgusting toilets because no one really cared about cleaning up after themselves. It was like since they knew that someone would be cleaning up their mess, they didn't even try to wipe the seats down when they were finished going to the bathroom. She knew that he was right, she knew that she didn't want to be cleaning bathrooms for the next year or so, or maybe even longer than that.
“Promise me that you're not going to put any skimpy clothing on me.” She pointed a finger at him. She wasn't going to do it if he expected her to show a lot of skin.
“I'm not going to. I promise and if everything goes well I will have you working for me as a model. You wouldn't have to worry about coming back to this job ever again.” Devon promised her, even though he was desperate to find a model, he knew that she would do a great job with the way her body looked and her smile that she had given him many times since he had met her when he walked into his office for work.
“I guess I could help you,” Jasmine finally answered him. She finally gave into him, sighing with relief that she didn't have to do anymore cleaning after that night.
“Great, I will see you tomorrow night then. I have to talk to my friend Ken who already agreed that you could be the model for it. He just wants to take a look at you first thing in the morning,” Devon told her, letting her know that everything had already been worked out before he had asked her.
“How early? I have college classes that I need to get to as well. I don't want to mess up my schooling. I want to become a lawyer and I've been working so hard at it.” Jasmine told him a little bit about herself.
“When do you start school?” He raised his eyebrows, wondering how many years she had left of school. How many years because he knew that it took more than two years to study and take classes but if she was dedicated he couldn't take her away from her classes.
