Marry Me For Money: A Billionaire Fake Fiance Novel

by Ali Parker

  I felt paralyzed to move as he joined with me, stripping his own shirt off. I moaned as his bare chest lined up with my face. I decided I liked the table very much. My mouth closed over his nipple before moving to the next. I felt like a wildcat and dug my fingers into his butt, yanking him deeper inside me, calling out his name with the action.

  My teeth pulled at his nipple, clamping down as he rotated his hips.

  “Fuck!” he cried when my teeth pulled the nipple, my nails digging into his ass.

  “Yes!” I screamed, loving the way he jerked and fucked me harder the more I dug my nails into him.

  I moved my mouth to the other nipple and pinched it between my teeth. His sounds of agony mixed with passion were making me feel brave. My mouth moved over his wide chest, sucking and kissing as he drove into my body.

  He pushed me backward, sending me to my back on the table. I gasped at the new angle of him inside me, crying out as his thumb moved over that small kernel that was a bundle of nerves. I arched and screamed as the intense pleasure made me feel as if I were being split in two. My pussy was throbbing around him as I convulsed on the table in the bright light of the chandelier hanging over my head. I squeezed my eyes shut as the wild sensations stole through my body.

  “Over,” he barked, stepping away from me.

  I opened my eyes and stared down my body at his throbbing cock glistening with my juices.

  “Roll over,” he demanded.

  I nodded and quickly did as he asked, putting my upper body flat on the table. His hand moved up to unhook my bra. I lifted myself, feeling the hard wood pressed against my sensitive nipples. His hand moved to my ass, spreading my cheeks and running the head of his dick to my swollen opening. I spread my arms wide across the table, completely giving myself to him.

  “You’re so fucking hot,” he rasped before pulling his dick away and using his fingers to probe inside me. He rubbed against my clit, tweaking it and pulling violent spasms from my body. I waited for him to enter me.

  I turned to look back at him over my shoulder and nearly came when I saw the look on his face as he intently watched his fingers moving in and out of me. I spread my legs wider and watched his nostrils flair before those green eyes met mine.

  “You’re mine,” he whispered. “This is all mine.”

  I moaned as he pushed his two fingers deep inside me. My eyes closed and popped open a second later when I felt the head of his cock at my entrance. He used his hand to rub the tip of his dick over my clit, up and down and in slow circles with just a tiny bit of pressure. I moaned at the exquisite sensation.

  He slid his cock in, barely an inch, just the tip poking inside my pussy, tickling the sensitive nerve-endings there. I gasped and tried to move to take him in deeper. He put his palm on my back, stopping me from doing anything.

  “Don’t move,” he said in a husky voice.

  I whimpered. “Terran, please, just a little more.”

  That’s exactly what he gave me—a fraction of an inch. I whimpered, feeling my pussy spasm trying to pull him in deeper.

  I shivered with pleasure. He pulled his dick out. Leaving me whining.

  “I said don’t move.”

  “I won’t move. I promise, please, come back inside me. I want to feel you inside me,” I begged.

  He moved the head of his cock to my opening, his full penetration blocked by the knuckles of his hand he had wrapped around his dick. He bounced it against me before pushing a tiny bit inside my body. I wanted to cry in desperation and frustration.

  “Please,” I begged, willing myself not to move.

  He moved his hand back and pushed in a little deeper, the engorged head of his cock brushing over those desperate nerves, begging to be touched.

  “Do you want more?” he growled.

  “Yes, yes!”

  I felt him move a little deeper. I didn’t move. I tried desperately hard not to move but couldn’t stop the shiver of delight from creeping down my spine.

  “Fuck,” he grunted when the shiver turned into a full pussy spasm.

  My self-control was being tested. I didn’t think I could possibly hold out another second. Then, just when I thought I would die of anticipation, he reached one finger between my pussy and where his cock was inside me and pushed inside.

  “Fuck!” I screamed at the pleasure-pain combo that rolled through my body. The additional girth sent me spiraling.

  His finger was gone, and his dick was pushed deep inside me as I cried out with one violent spasm followed by another. My body was not mine to control as he fucked me hard, sliding my body across the table as lights burst behind my eyelids. His hands grabbed my hips, holding me steady as he rocked against my body, moaning and grunting before he shouted out in what sounded like pleasure and pain.

  His arms reached for me, sliding my body off the table and collapsing to the floor beside me. I couldn’t stop jerking. My body twitching with delicious aftershocks as he stroked my arms and then down my bare thighs. Every touch took me higher.

  “Are you okay?” he asked after several minutes of jerking and twitching.

  “I’m very okay. Is that normal?” I asked, still completely in awe of what had just happened to my body.

  “You’re a sensual woman. I love how much you love sex. I love taking your body to new heights. I love making you come and scream in pleasure. Your screams make me want to give you more.”

  “I think I might die if you give me more,” I said.

  He laughed. “I’ll remind you, you’re the one who started this.”

  I nodded my head. “I know. I remember.”

  “What got into you?” he asked.

  I burst into laughter. “I don’t know. You. Everything about you.”

  “A lesser man would have been terrified,” he said with laughter in his voice.

  “I did feel very animalistic.”

  “So, what was it, so I know to do it again?”

  I sighed. “It was you and the way you were in the interview. You really know me. It is like sharing part of me with you. I can’t explain. It appealed to me on an entirely new level.”

  He hugged me tight against him. “I do know you, and I can’t wait to learn all the rest there is to know.”

  “I’m so glad you’re with me for me and not because it would make you a very wealthy man.”

  “And the interview proved that to you?”

  “Yes. You had clearly been listening when we talked. You know what my favorite shoes are. It’s little things like that. You pay attention to me and what makes me happy. It gives me a warm, fuzzy feeling I never want to lose,” I told him, meaning every word of it.

  “Good. I get that same feeling from you—although I’ve never attacked you in an elevator before,” he mused.

  I burst into laughter. “Well, you have far more self-control than I do. I’m weak, especially when it comes to you. I cannot control my lust.”

  “I don’t want you to ever try and control it. I like you just the way you are, all lusty and hot.”

  We lounged on the floor for a while before I realized exactly what it must look like. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to eat at that table ever again without thinking of this moment.”

  “Me either. Remind me to never host a dinner party.”

  “We should probably get off the floor, huh?”

  He rolled to his side, his fingers trailing between my breasts. “Or we could stay down here a while longer.”

  “We could, or we could order food and see what other surfaces we can christen,” I suggested.

  He leaned down and kissed me. “I like your idea better.”

  I sat up, looking around for my clothes. “You order while I jump in the shower.”

  He looked at me, a heated look in his eyes. “It’s going to take me about two minutes to order food.”

  “Hmm, what will you do while we wait for our food to be delivered?”

  “I’m going to show you, rather than tell you. Get you
r hot little ass in that shower and make it lukewarm. You’re going to need to calm down by the time I’m done with you,” he said in a voice that had goosebumps popping up over my skin.

  I stood up, both of us completely nude as we stood in the dining room. I burst into laughter, looking at the scene around the room. His clothes were scattered between the door and table, his shoes on opposite sides of the entryway with my purse dumped out in the middle. It looked like a hurricane had blown through. Hurricane Hailey, I thought to myself before heading off to the shower. I was feeling very frisky, and it had everything to do with the man standing naked in his kitchen.

  Chapter 61

  Terran

  The moment I woke up, I felt her in my arms. It was something I was coming to depend on. I didn’t feel like I slept at all when she was at her place and I was at mine. I could only sleep with her snuggled against me. I wanted to show her how much she meant to me. Our relationship was better than it had ever been. Honesty really was the best policy. I ran my fingers over her arm, before moving her hair to the side.

  “How do you always wake up before me?” she whispered.

  I chuckled. “I don’t know. It just happens.

  “Have you been awake long?” she asked in a sleepy voice.

  “Nope.”

  She went quiet again, and I had a feeling she had fallen asleep. I thought about how much she had changed my life for the better. I wanted to repay her somehow. I wanted to try and express how important she was to me. I was excited about the future for the first time in a very long time. A future with her had seemed impossible. I had somehow gotten it into my head that I would never know love like my dad had with my mother. I wasn’t so sure about that now. I had Hailey.

  I managed to get out of bed without disturbing her and headed into the kitchen to make a quick phone call. Hailey stumbled out of the bedroom a bit later.

  “I’m sorry. I fell back asleep,” she said wearing nothing but a short T-shirt and her thong.

  “You were tired. Don’t apologize.”

  “What are you doing?” she asked, looking at my laptop.

  “Nothing. Do you have plans for the day?”

  She shook her head. “Nope. I’m off.”

  “Good. I want to show you something.”

  She grinned, her eyes dropping to my bare chest. “I bet you do.”

  I laughed. “Not that you little nympho.”

  She put out her bottom lip. “I like it though.”

  “I know you do and so do I. But I had something different in mind, but that isn’t completely off the table,” I said with a wink.

  “Where are we going?” she asked.

  “It’s a surprise. Pack your overnight bag.”

  “Ohhh, now I’m really intrigued,” she said.

  “Good, then get dressed.”

  She walked back to the bedroom, her pert ass on blatant display in the thong. I closed my eyes, fighting back the urge to take her. We didn’t have time for that.

  Once we were both dressed, with an overnight bag packed for each of us, we headed to the marina where my yacht was stored.

  “Where are we?” she asked.

  “I thought we could escape for a while, just me and you and the open water.”

  “Wow. I can’t wait to see your yacht. Do you have a captain or how does that work?” she asked.

  I nodded. “I do have a captain. It’s not an average boat. I need someone with experience to make sure I don’t die, and the yacht doesn’t sink.”

  She burst into laughter. “That’s a good thing.”

  I parked my car, put the ticket that would keep my car from being towed in the window and popped the trunk. We held hands as we walked to the slip where my yacht was stored.

  “Hello?” I called out.

  A man with white hair appeared, wearing a crisp white shirt and black slacks. “Mr. Maddox. It’s good to see you. It’s been a while,” he said with a warm smile.

  “Hi Joe,” I waved.

  He stepped forward, helping Hailey aboard. “Thanks for calling me.”

  “I’m sorry it’s been so long. I’ve been busy.”

  He grinned. “I can see that.”

  “Joe, this is my fiancée Hailey. Hailey, this is Joe, the guy that keeps us from getting lost at sea.”

  “Good to meet you, Joe and I really appreciate you not letting us get lost, but I wouldn’t mind getting lost in say, Hawaii or something like that,” she teased.

  He winked. “I’ll see what I can do.”

  “Thank you, Joe, for being available on such short notice.”

  “It’s my pleasure. You know how much I love this girl,” he said, running his hand over the rail in a loving manner.

  “Good. I really appreciate it, and I’ll make sure to include a nice bonus.”

  “You don’t need to do that,” he assured me.

  “I want to, Joe.”

  “Thank you. Everything is as you ordered. I’m ready to go when you are.”

  “We’re ready,” I said enthusiastically.

  I grabbed Hailey’s hand and gave her the grand tour before going below deck and opening the bottle of wine Joe had picked up for me.

  “This is beautiful,” she said with a sigh.

  “Thank you. I wanted to show you that sunset I told you about. It is truly spectacular out here on the open water.”

  “I can’t wait,” she said.

  “Joe stocked the refrigerator. I was thinking I would grill some burgers on deck, and we could relax for a while.”

  She was smiling bigger and brighter than I had ever seen. “I’d love that. This is amazing,” she said spinning with her arms out.

  I laughed, thrilled to share the experience with her. I had been on the yacht a dozen times, but never really appreciated it. Maybe because everything was a little better when she was around. My senses were heightened. I didn’t think I could be in a bad mood near her.

  “Want to go on deck?” I asked, wrapping my arms around her.

  “I do.”

  We went up top, each taking a seat in a lounge chair and stretching out with a glass of wine in our hands as Joe expertly steered us out to sea. I couldn’t ever remember feeling so relaxed, so completely at peace with everything.

  “Hungry?” I asked her after we had sat and enjoyed the scenery.

  “I am.” She rubbed her stomach.

  “Sit right here, and I’ll go grab the burgers,” I told her, leaning over to kiss her before rushing downstairs to collect the burger patties.

  I had considered steaks, but burgers were our thing. I wanted everything to be perfect. There weren’t enough words to tell her how I felt, so I had to show her. I wanted to treat her like a princess—a queen.

  When I went back on deck, she was standing at the rail, her hair blowing back in the gentle breeze with her face turned up to the sun that was slowing going down. Every time I looked at her, I thought she got prettier. I loved her natural beauty. She had come out without a drop of makeup on. I had convinced her she wouldn’t need it.

  The tiny jean shorts she had on showed off her long legs. I wasn’t sure how I had gotten so lucky, but I was not going to squander it. I had made so many promises to God that I would do anything to get her back. Now that I had her, I was ready to make it really official.

  “You’re gorgeous!” I shouted over the sound of the seagulls that sensed food was about to be served.

  She laughed and threw out her hip, giving me some of her best modeling poses. I made a rather rude, juvenile gesture with my hips before putting a couple patties on the small portable grill I had on board. She was still laughing when I added a little seasoning to the burgers. It wasn’t long before the burgers were done.

  “I’ll be right back,” I told her, rushing back downstairs with the burgers on a plate. I quickly put together the burger just the way I knew she liked it before adding a little potato salad on the side. I put everything on the tray and carried it up the stairs and served her a
t the patio table placed in the middle of the deck.

  We enjoyed our food, commenting on the nice evening as we ate. The sun was beginning to set. I didn’t want to miss my moment. I grabbed her plate, gave her a quick kiss and rushed back down the stairs.

  I grabbed one of the jackets I had stashed in my bedroom and grabbed the champagne and the ice bucket before heading back upstairs. I was nervous and excited at the same time for what I was about to do.

  “You are so thoughtful,” she said as I put the jacket around her shoulders.

  “Are you ready to see the most beautiful sunset in the world?” I asked her.

  She nodded. “You’ve certainly talked it up enough,” she teased.

  “I brought champagne. This sunset is champagne-worthy, trust me.”

  I poured two glasses and together we moved back to the rail to watch what I considered to be one of the most amazing creations ever made. As the sun started to fade and the orange and yellow beams reflected off the water, I turned to face her.

  “Hailey, I cannot tell you how happy I’ve been the last week.”

  She smiled. “I’ve been very happy as well. You make me happy.”

  “I’m glad you said that,” I said, pulling out the ring she had given me back, and dropped to one knee.

  She watched me, tears filling her eyes as she looked down at me. “Terran, don’t. You don’t have to do this,” she whispered.

  I shook my head. “I want to do this. Hailey, I knew I loved you when I asked you the first time. Being away from you showed me just how much I loved you. I couldn’t breathe when I thought you were gone from my life. I never want to know that feeling again. I need you in my life. I want you to be my wife. Will you please marry me?”

  She nodded her head, her hand over her mouth as tears streamed down her face. “Yes, you know I will.”

  I got to my feet and kissed her. One of her arms went around my neck, the other still holding the glass of champagne.

  “I love you, Hailey. I’m so sorry for everything I put you through. I’m telling you right now, I won’t do anything to make you distrust me again. I’m yours forever and always. I cannot live in this world without you by my side,” I told her, my forehead pressed against hers.