Teaser Tuesday (The Billionaires Temptations Book 2)

by Wells, Annalise

  Mmm, her musky smell is so addictive…

  Her legs tremble under the touch of my probing tongue. I spread the lips of her pussy and my tongue flicks over her nub. Her body shakes as she groans in ecstasy.

  “Ty, lick me harder. I have been waiting all evening for you to taste my juices,” Cally moans. Fuck she’s making me come undone.

  I push my tongue hard into the crease of her pussy; the sweet taste of her womanly nectar covers my tongue. I lift my thumb and firmly rub the nub of her clit as my tongue swirls in the crease of her womanhood. Cally shakes the handcuffs against the chain; her hanging body wobbles against the punching bag. She raises her leg and shakes herself.

  “Fuuuuuck. Ty, this is so fucking good,” she screams.

  I slip two fingers inside her arousal, her juices flood to my fingers. I stand and look deeply into her eyes.

  I can see you're enjoying yourself…

  I smile. I lift my fingers into her pussy. I lock my lips firmly onto hers. Cally swirls her tongue as my mouth takes her kiss. Her tongue dances over my wet lips as her pussy grips my probing fingers.

  “Let me down, this is too much,” she squeals.

  “Not a chance, all the way,” I whisper into her longing ear.

  I drive my fingers hard, the wetness of her soaking pussy clutching at my fingers. Her juices flow, and I feel she is soaking wet. My fingers drive deep; I look at Cally’s flushed face. Her damp hair hangs over her face. She flicks her head to the side; she bites her lip.

  “You are a cheeky fucker, this is extreme, my pussy is throbbing,” she screams.

  “You asked for it, just enjoy,” I reply.

  My fingers drive deeper inside the mound of her pussy. My hand slaps firmly against her pubic bone. My fingers being gripped by her hot wet pussy.

  “Fuck you, Ty, fuck you, you horny fucking bastard,” Cally screams.

  You're definitely enjoying the feelings.

  I smile as Cally swings, the balls of her feet gliding over the floor. The faint clank of metal on metal fills the silence between her screams of pleasure.

  “What do you want?” I whisper into her ear.

  Let yourself go, tell me. What makes you hot?

  “Tell me, let me fulfill your desire.”

  “Will you god-damned fuck me, shove that hard cock deep inside me,” she squeals.

  “Ah, you want me inside you?” I ask.

  “You are a cheeky fucker, I have been waiting all night for you to fuck me,” she squeals.

  Cally raises her leg and tries to pull me closer. I step out of the way, and her leg falls to the floor. She continues to kick her leg. The sexual frustration is building inside her.

  I step between the junction of her thighs. I take hold of my throbbing cock. Her legs spread wide, I rub the head of my dick over the crease of her pussy.

  Cally bows her head. Her hair falls over her face.

  “Ty, do it, fuck me please,” she coos.

  I inch my body close; the folds of her labia draw my huge cock to her. My shaft slips in slowly, diving deeper inside her. The fuzzy texture Her hot, longing pussy clamps onto my thick shaft.

  “Thank you, God, that feels nice,” Cally says thankfully. She is breathless, now.

  Fuck what a turn on.

  I grab Cally’s hips and thrust deep into her. Her body is pinned to the punchbag behind her. I rock my hips, and I feel like I’m in heaven.

  Her sex grips the width of my cock. Cally lifts her legs and wraps them tightly around my waist. I grab hold of the punchbag; my fingers digging deep into the soft leather. Cally swings back and forth, the clank of the cuffs coming from above. Her arms stretched high as her legs tighten their grip.

  “Ty, I think I'm going to cum soon,” she murmurs.

  I drive my arousal harder into the void of her love. Our bodies clash in the height of out lust. The animal inside Cally is wide awake. She arches under my lovemaking; her juices flow and my arousal moves, perfectly and easily into her longing pussy. She pulls me in and bites my shoulder. Her muffled scream vibrates across the skin of my neck.

  “Ty, do it, make me cum,” she whimpers.

  I swing the punch bag as my cock penetrates her wetness. I can feel the seed rising inside me. Electrical impulses flood up my spine; my cock tingles as my body readies itself to let my seed flow. I drive myself taking her faster. Cally swings, and my hardness starts to twitch as my body seizes. Then I see she is ready, so I allow myself to let go, and my seed flows up through my body.

  Cally shakes her wrists as she nears her moment. Her legs shake as she grips my waist.

  “I'm cumming,” she squeals.

  Fuck, she’s perfection.

  Her body shakes and convulses as her head bows before me.

  “Ooh, Fu,fu,fu, fuck, she screams. Her pussy clenches at my cock. My seed is erotically sucked from my body as she tightens and her arousal flows over mine. Finally, Cally’s body slumps, the grip of her legs relaxes around my waist.

  “Ty, that was out of this world, I could see stars and everything,” she whispers, smiling.

  “I aim to please!” I reach toward the cuffs.

  I lift Cally’s weight and open the handcuffs; she places her feet on the floor.

  “Whoa,” she giggles. I support her body as she wobbles and her legs buckle.

  “My legs are like jelly,” Cally laughs.

  “That was something else… you were something else,” I say.

  I help Cally to sit down. Her panting is finally subsiding. We sit together and bathe in the effects of our powerful lovemaking. I rest my head on the back of the couch, the cool leather soothing my body.

  Cally nuzzles her head into my chest, “Do you think we are dating?” she asks.

  “Let’s see how it goes, but it's starting to feel that way. We have lots of chapters left in our lives, let’s just take them one by one,” I reply. I really love being with her.

  “I think I would enjoy it though, I like this place, it's relaxing,” she says, holding my hand like a lovesick puppy.

  “That’s why I chose it, there is no way for anyone to watch over me here,” I reply in truth.

  I pull Cally closer into my embrace.

  “Who do you think that guy is?” she asks.

  “I have no idea. I don’t even know the name of the first guy,” I explain.

  “You should speak to Joseph about it. maybe he knows,” she says.

  “That could be a distinct possibility, or he'll know how to find out,” I reply. I feel so fucken good after our session.

  “Is it dangerous what you're doing?” Cally asks with open ears.

  “It may end up that way, that’s why I'm keeping a very low profile,” I say.

  “I would hate to think you, um, that I could lose you, just as I'm getting to know you,” Cally whispers.

  “Don’t worry; I can take care of myself.”

  “Yes, but there can be lots of them, they are in gangs,” she says worried.

  “Either way, they don’t scare me, I have seen it all before.”

  “You have never mentioned anything about your past, what did you do?” Cally asks.

  “You mean work?” I reply.

  “Yeah, why has your route been different to Joseph’s and Beau’s?” she says.

  “How do you know it is any different?”

  “Beau is super-wealthy, and Joseph appears to be in a high position, and you look the total opposite of both of them,” Cally says.

  “Geez, thanks!”

  “No, I mean…”

  I look into Cally's eyes and kiss her on the top of her head, “Perhaps I'm like this for a reason.”

  “I think you’re just perfection,” she says holding me close.

  “Fuck yeah. My girl rocks!

  Cally

  “Bad boys are really good!”

  I wake up, and Ty is nowhere to be seen. I grab one of his sweatshirts and walk out into his living area.

  “Ty?” I yell.
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  There is no answer, but his bike is still here. I touch the engine, and it's cold. He has not been anywhere this morning. I grab some juice from the refrigerator and continue looking around. I walk to the small pedestrian door and find it unlocked.

  I walk outside into the small courtyard.

  “Ty?” I call again.

  There is no sign of him anywhere.

  Maybe he has gone to the store?

  I take a sip of my juice and begin to turn. A large hand appears on my shoulder; it spins me round. I raise the glass ready to strike.

  “Geez Ty, you scared the shit out of me!” I slap him on the chest.

  God knows where he came from?

  “Where the hell were you?” I ask feeling my heart race.

  “I was in one of the other units.”

  “You own them as well?” I ask plainly.

  “Yeah,” he replies, smiling.

  “How big is this place?”

  “Just the four units, I live in that one, and the other three are just for storage and other things,” he replies.

  I notice how perfect he looks. A hint of stubble and blue, faded jeans. God he’s perfection.

  “Other things? I ask.

  “You will see, soon,” he says.

  He's as secretive as Joseph.

  “What were you? I mean, you have nothing in your hand?” I ask.

  “Yeah, I couldn’t find it,” he replies laughing.

  “Umm, okay,” I say following him back. His ass is sublime in those jeans.

  We walk back to the small door, “So, what have you got planned today?” Ty asks.

  “I'm not on the floor tonight so regular boss duties from about three pm, I think.”

  “You want to get lunch later?”

  “Yeah, cool. Where are you going?” I can’t help but look at him.

  “Actually, I have to meet Joseph and ask him about these pictures,” he replies. His lips are… heaven sent.

  “No problem, I get on well with Joseph.”

  Ty looks at me sternly.

  “Not like that, you big oaf. Business and friendly, you know what I mean,” I say, smiling. He’s jealous!

  “Ah, just checking, we are twins after all,” he replies grinning.

  “Joseph is too much of a gentleman to handcuff me to a punching bag,” I say with a wink.

  “It was your bloody idea!” Ty says, rolling his eyes.

  “That’s beside the point; he just wouldn’t have done it,” I say in truth.

  “What’s the next step in your plan? I mean, surely it can’t all rest on these two guys?” I ask.

  Ty looks at me and screws his mouth up.

  “Um, it does, it all rests on finding out who these guys are.”

  “Oh, okay,” I say, feeling bad.

  “It does. As soon as I know who they are, phase two can go into operation,” he explains.

  “Ah, you mean taking over the doors of the bars and clubs?” I ask.

  “Exactly; we have thirty-six bars and clubs under surveillance. All of these are linked to a Mr. X… forgive the stereotype. He has runners who supply the doormen with the drugs when they are required,” Ty explains.

  “Where are all your men? And who is controlling all of this?” I ask.

  “Shit, I have already said too much,” he says sharply.

  “Relax, I promise I'll say nothing,” I say, reassuring him.

  “I have already said too much, and I have got you involved,” he says shaking his head. “Shit!”

  “I can help, you know that,” I coo.

  “Okay, just tell me if you want out at any point, though.”

  “I will don’t you worry. I know the streets, so I know when a sharp exit is required,” I say plainly.

  The more I get to learn of Ty and his operation the more excited I get. I'm just not so sure that Joseph will have the same enthusiasm when I turn up to their lunch time rendezvous.

  We climb on Ty’s bike, and he starts the engine. The throbbing between my legs reminds me of the way he was drilling his rock-hard cock into my wetness last night. It made me want to do it all again.

  We hit the streets and head south. Ty had said around a twenty-minute drive. I grabbed hold of his waist and tilted my head back. My long hair blew in the wind. We just hit the main street from where Ty’s home was. But I had a strange feeling.

  I was not sure if it was the Irish blood in me or just intuition, but I was certain we were being followed. I looked at the road ahead of us. I knew exactly where we were.

  I leaned closer to Ty’s ear, “We are being followed,” I yell.

  “Shit, are you sure?” he says

  “I have a gut feeling, just trust me,” I say.

  “I don’t know this area very well.”

  “Don’t panic, I know it. I'll tug your jacket which way to turn,” I press.

  Ty nods in acknowledgment. He opens up the engine, and his bike lunges forward. He weaves in and out of the slow-moving traffic. I glance over my shoulder and can see a silver Subaru chasing after us. I look to the front and yank with my left hand. Ty quickly takes the next left turn.

  The Subaru comes screeching around the corner. The mighty roar from the car makes all the pedestrians stand in awe. The car starts to close ground.

  I yank left again. Ty makes the turn; the road is empty. He opens the throttle, and we speed along the confines of the narrow street. The Subaru screeches around the corner; dumpsters fly into the air as the car mounts the curb.

  Again, the driver hits the gas, and they slowly make up ground. They are catching, and there was nowhere for us to go apart from an open road.

  I lift my head and look in front of me. Well, I'll be damned, we were close to the way I went home from school. I yank with both my hands and Ty brings the bike to a stop. We both look behind us as the Subaru comes flying over the brow of the hill. The car now flying through the air. The car hits the ground; the tires screech as it heads toward us.

  I point to a small alleyway on the right, “There, go there,” I shout into Ty’s ear.

  He twists the throttle, and his bike lurches into a spin. The car is nearly upon us. I grip him tight and bury my head into the back of his jacket. We shoot across the street and enter the narrow alley.

  The buildings tower above Ty and he slows the bike. There was no way a car would fit here. We look behind us as two men jump from the car and looked into the alley.

  I was proud of Ty and his skill on the bike. I raise my hand to the two guys. I gladly flip them the bird.

  Don’t mess with my guy and me…

  We exit from the narrow alley and meet with the main road out of the city. Ty opens up the throttle, and we head back to our meeting with Joseph.

  We arrive at an old gas station and diner. I can see Joseph sitting by the window inside.

  “This is a dump don’t you think?” I ask.

  “It's safe and out of the way,” Ty replies. I love him in leather.

  We take off our helmets and walk into the diner. The smell of burning oil and fat hits my nose immediately. The counter is full of truckers munching on greasy burgers and fries. From the look of the truckers, the average age is at least seventy-five. The nicotine-stained skin wrinkled beyond all help on some of the men.

  I shudder. I hope they never come to the club.

  Ty pats Joseph on the shoulder. He raises his head as Ty slides onto the bench seat. I pass Joseph and sit beside Ty. Joseph stares at me and then at Ty. He leans forward to Ty.

  “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Joseph whispers.

  “J, watch your mouth. If it wasn’t for Cally, there is a good chance I wouldn’t be here,” Ty says.

  “Why, did someone follow you?” Joseph asks.

  “Yeah, they picked us up three blocks from my place,” Ty explains.

  “Be fucking careful Ty; you might be getting too close,” Joseph says.

  “Take a look at these, Cally printed these off from the club. Do you know
either of them?” Ty says.

  “Sorry Cally… by the way, we just have to be careful,” Joseph explains.

  “No worries,” I reply.

  Joseph looks at the pictures. He shakes his head and sighs.

  “I take it from the pictures. The guy in the blue suit was there first?” Joseph asks.

  “Yeah, does that make a difference?” asks Ty.

  “It does. The man in the gray suit is Peter Grimes; no one special. Small-time business man. Obviously mixed up in something way over his head,” Joseph explains.

  “And, the guy in the blue?” Ty asks.

  “That just happens to be my old boss from the service. Simon James,” Joseph says.

  Ty is contemplating everything, “So, he went crooked?”

  Joseph looks at Ty, “He is supposed to be dead!”

  “So, he escaped and went underground?”

  “You don’t understand my world. It was me that killed him off,” Joseph explains.

  I look at them both. I am mesmerized by the way it’s playing out. It’s like movie script, but in real life.

  “Bad boys are really good!”

  Ty

  “Secrets make me crazy.”

  We sit for another hour. Joseph explains a little more about what his history entailed, and why he was supposed to have helped Simon James pass on, to his next life.

  Simon James had gone rogue. Selling government secrets and all that bullshit. I knew Joseph was high up, but his level was way greater than I could dream of. It was no wonder he wouldn’t us anything.

  “So, we need to be extra careful?” I ask Joseph.

  “I don’t think those guys were sent from Simon. You would never have seen his guys,” Joseph says.

  “So, what now?” Cally is getting more coffee.

  “Just carry on as normal. If Simon is looking for anyone, he is looking for me,” Joseph says plainly.

  “What about my operation and these Kisses drugs?” I say.

  “That’s probably just a side venture from Simon. You carry on as planned and I don’t think he'll pursue the matter. A few million a year loss is nothing to him,” Joseph replies.

  “So, you think it's safe to proceed and take over the clubs?” I ask.

  “I think so, just wait for the holiday weekend,” Joseph says. He sips his fresh, hot coffee as Cally sits back down.