BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE BOXED SET: Labyrinths of Passion (7 Impassioned and Fetching Romantic Stories) (New Adult Billionaire Romance, Billionaire Romance, New Adult Short Stories)

by Zenobia Cannon

  “So,” he began, placing the controller in her hand, “first you need to choose what you want to do. Use that joystick to choose where you want to go then press x.”

  Maria followed his instructions as she slowly maneuvered down the menu and started the game. The menu disappeared and a cut scene began, recapping the events of the games predecessor. It seemed the world had been invaded by a colony of amphibious alien creatures who wanted to terraform the earth into an ocean planet. The images of the creatures and the content of the story were so far from anything Maria had experienced before and she was shocked at its verisimilitude.

  Wes watched her face as she drew in the wonder of his creation. This was the woman, he knew it. A woman who could understand him, a partner who could interpret the thing he wanted to do with his life. To make people happy, to amaze them, to bring them excitement, as his mother had done for him.

  As the game started proper Maria found herself in the eyes of a wounded soldier, and she had to navigate her way around a battlefield at night, taking out any creature she saw. At this, she proved to be inadequate. Every time one of the aliens attacked her she would accrue damage, and they would both laugh.

  “Here…” Wes said, as he slid his hand over hers. He helped her move through the barren fiery landscape, as the light of the on screen pyrotechnics blazed over them, showering them in the glow. Maria looked up at Wes, to see the fires reflected in his gaze. He looked like the solider from the game. His hair was windswept and she imagined him in a battlefield, the furnace roaring around him, as he tried to protect someone, a woman, her maybe, from the imminent attack which was sure to befall them.

  Wes glanced down to find Maria looking at him, instead of the game.

  “I’m sorry I burst in yesterday.” Maria said, staring intensely at him.

  “No,” he assured her, “no, doing that was the best thing you could have done. Maybe the best thing you’ve ever done, in your life, or mine.”

  Maria raised her eyebrows, swooning, “What do you mean?”

  Wes let a moment pass, as flames licked the atmosphere behind them, then he leaned in, and suddenly the stuff of dreams became reality for Maria. His lips touched hers. Softly they rubbed against each other, the flesh of their mouths locked in a subtle embrace. Wes pulled away and looked to Maria, seeking her permission, assuring himself that this is what she wanted, and her eyes gave him the answer he needed. This time, he grabbed her and kissed her fiercely. Their lips fused as if an electrical current soared through them, and they both felt with such assuredness that this was something that had to happen, that should have happened a long time ago.

  Wes lay Maria down on the couch and slid on top of her. His hand reached up through her blouse as his fingers located the hardness of her nipple. Maria moaned gently with delight but he put his mouth on hers once again, as if that moan was some kind of carnal energy he could take nourishment from. His penis grew hard at the sound as she continued to wail.

  Wes arched back to look at Maria, who returned his gaze, glancing up at him with fear and anticipation. Her eyes moved down his body towards his pants. Her hand ventured out towards the area, to find that he was already hard. She caressed that spot for a few moments through the fabric, and this time it was his turn to moan. As she continued to pleasure him his fingers traced the seam of her blouse and he liberated the buttons from their confines. As he did the cotton billowed away and she reached around to unclasp her bra. He gasped at the beautiful perfection of her breasts and wasted no time in leaning down to cup one of them in his mouth. He sucked at her flesh, and gently bit her nipple. As she purred in intoxication his hand shot down to between her legs where his fingers discovered the moist folds of eternity. He pushed away the fabric of her panties and slid his fingers inside her, plotting a path through her until he found what he was looking for, and his fingertips gently rubbed the spongy flesh of her G-Spot.

  Maria’s body writhed in pleasure and she had to clench her teeth from shouting out. His fingers deftly worked her pleasure center as his thumb gently rubbed her clitoris. Before long she could take it no longer and she breathed into his ear, “I want you inside of me.”

  He abruptly removed his fingers from inside her and reached down to the buckle of his pants. He undid them and let his penis spring free. She looked down at the huge organ. A perfect tower of flesh. She took him into her mouth and used her tongue to lick the circumference of his penis. Every time a lick sliced across the sensitivity of his head, a jolt of electric pleasure shot through his body. After a few moments he gently pushed her head back and lifted her legs into the air. He reached down and ripped off her underwear, casting them out into the darkness of the room. His hand deftly produced a condom from his pocket, and he rolled it over his shaft before slowly, and purposefully, sliding into her.

  Chapter 4 – The Confrontation

  Maria awoke to a slither of sun leaking through a crack in the curtain. The thin line of luminance caressed her eye and beckoned her to wake and slowly she acclimatized herself to the situation, remembering where she was, and to whom the arm which was wrapped around her belonged. A gasp left her mouth as realization flooded back to her. Slowly and quietly she disentangled herself from the gently snoring figure of the man. She threw on her uniform, and peaked outside. The sun was hanging low in the sky and she didn’t know if it was later the same day or is she had blissfully slept through another night and a day. It seemed like Mr. Goodson wasn’t the type of man you bothered if you didn’t have to.

  On tiptoes she made her way over to the door, opened it and left the room. Once she was on the other side, and free from danger, she breathed a sigh of relief, before allowing joy and pleasure to erupt through her body as she had recalled the events that had taken place in the room. The feel of his hands against her, the push of his manhood within her. She hadn’t known that sex could feel so, well, ecstatic.

  She giggled girlishly when a harsh, monochromatic voice broke her from her reverie.

  “What did you do?” The voice snarled at her.

  Maria’s heart dropped as she turned to see Alexa waiting for her at the top of the stairs. It was clear she had been crying from the red puffiness of her eyes, and it was also clear that she was very, very angry.

  “I’m sorry Alexa.” Maria managed to say with sincerity.

  “You’re sorry?” Alexa hissed as Maria glanced to the door behind her, “you think you can just come here and steal the man I love?”

  “Alexa, as I said, I’m sorry, and I meant it. But he wasn’t yours to steal.”

  It might have been that someone had pierced Alexa’s heart with an arrow. The color drained from her face like a cloth being whipped away from a fully dressed table, the features remained the same but there was no longer any substance, any depth. This didn’t last for long though. Maria felt she could have been watching a nature programme as she saw the machinations of Alexa’s mind run through its cycles, and what at first showed despair, transformed into defiance. Alexa ran from the stairs and flung herself at Maria, dragging her down to the floor.

  The two scrambled on the carpet. Alexa wrapped around Maria’s waist as her arm snaked its way around her neck.

  “Please Alexa,” Maria pleaded, “Stop this.”

  “I’m going to make you see what happens,” Alexa cried, grabbing a handful of Maria’s obsidian curls, “I’m going to make you see what happens when you take things that don’t belong to you.”

  Maria struggled against the other woman’s grip but her ferocity was overpowering, even intoxicating. She attacked her cause with a singular menace and Maria was not sure she was going to ever be able to escape those bonds.

  Suddenly, a voice sounded out from behind them, “Alexa.”

  Alexa stopped immediately, relinquishing her hold of Maria’s hair as the two of them turned to see Wes towering over them.

  “Let her go.” Wes declared angrily.

  “She stole you!” Alexa cried out.

  “Sh
e didn’t do anything Alexa,” Wes assured the distraught woman, “if anyone’s to blame here, it’s me. I should have let you known a long time ago that I never held any feelings for you.”

  Slowly, Alexa allowed Maria to wriggle free of her grasp. She crawled away from the jilted PA and crouched against the wall as Alexa rose to face Wes.

  “You don’t?” She asked, solemnly, free of malice.

  Wes smiled sadly in return, “No, I’m afraid I don’t.”

  Alexa nodded, ashamed and embarrassed, turning to go. As her toe pivoted against the floor though she wheeled back around instead, and slapped Wes full across the face with an open palm. She launched herself away after that, down the stairs, her tears watering the carpet.

  Wes rubbed his cheek where Alexa had landed her final blow and looked towards Maria.

  “Would you like to come back in?” He smiled dashingly.

  Maria rose slowly and approached her new lover.

  “You know, I think this might be moving just a little too quickly for me.” She told him, “I mean, it looks like I’m already caught in a love triangle.”

  He laughed, “Okay, so what do you suggest?”

  “How bout we start from the beginning?” She replied.

  “Fair enough.” He held out his hand, “I’m Wes Goodson. It’s nice to meet you.”

  Maria relinquished her own hand into his grip and allowed him to shake, “Maria George. A pleasure.”

  “Maria,” Wes continued, keeping hold of her hand, “I know his great Japanese place. It’s a little ways from here but it has the best goyoza I’ve ever tasted. Would you like to go with me?”

  “Like a date?” She asked, “That…would be lovely.”

  And she smiled, excited for the first time in a long time, at what the future might have to offer her.

  CEO Romance

  My Husband's Boss

  Table of Contents

  Introduction

  Chapter 1 – A Surprise Meeting

  Chapter 2 – The Proposal She Couldn’t Refuse

  Chapter 3 – Meeting Room Romp

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  Introduction

  Chelsea has always had this fantasy of being fucked by her husband and her husband’s boss, but she felt like her husband would never be into that. He was a straightedge, and not the type of man who would be into that sort of thing. However, things changed when he came home that night. He told her that there was a secret meeting that he wanted her to come to, and she was curious about this. Little did she know though, that she was in for quite the surprise.

  She walked in a bit confused, that is until she saw her husband’s hot boss Mortimer. But Mortimer wasn’t here for any old meeting, but a one just between the three of them. Chelsea and Gavin thought it was something bad, but when Mortimer, her husband’s boss, came to them with a proposal that they both knew they wouldn’t refuse, Chelsea was in for quite the treat. Of course, she wondered how this would go, because it meant that they would probably have to figure it out if it was for them or not. Would Chelsea get to indulge in her pleasures? And would her husband like this? This hot group sex story will make your mouth water, and it contains hot sex between a woman who is desperate for lust between her, her husband, and her husband’s boss, and the fun that they get into because of this desire.

  Chapter 1 – A Surprise Meeting

  Chelsea was at home, waiting for her husband. She wondered where Gavin was, for he was normally never this late, but then again, his boss did love to keep him occupied. She wondered as well if maybe the two of them were planning something, and while she sat on the couch idling away as she waited for him so they could have dinner, she thought about things. For one, she thought about the fact that her husband and her husband’ boss were super close, and soon a blush formed on her face. She knew that she shouldn’t be thinking about this, but damn it was very hard to.

  The fact that she was even imagining her husband, her and his boss was wrong, but she did know them. She wondered if maybe he knew about her fantasies, and maybe that she wanted to indulge in them as well. But she didn’t want to become weird about this sort of thing, and instead she wanted to tell him straight up about it someday. But it was still embarrassing, especially since she had a fantasy of her husband, her husband’s boss, and her. Of course, it was probably bad to be thinking about that sort of thing. She loved her husband to death though, and the thought of that did turn her on.

  She wondered what they were doing right now. She knew of her husband’s boss Mortimer from when she visited him one night. The man was attractive, a young brunette with gorgeous blue eye and a winning smile. She blushed, thinking about this man and her husband, and of course her mind went straight into the gutter. She felt a wetness in her body, and soon she flushed, realizing that the prospect of this, although hot, would probably never happen. She never imagined that she would get the two of them to take her, and she never thought that they would care about something like this.

  To rouse her out of her thoughts, Chelsea heard the door open. Soon, her husband Gavin Smith appeared, an attractive man with long, black hair and green eyes. Chelsea had to admit, her husband was foxy as fuck even though she did have fantasies of him and another man taking her.

  “Hey there babe. Dinner smells great!” he said.

  “That’s good. I’m glad that you enjoyed it,” she replied.

  “Great. I was with Mortimer and Timothy. We were discussing personal business, but it’s good. I’m glad that we got that out of the way,” he said.

  “Good babe,” she squeaked. She thought about the way that he said that, realizing that just hearing the worlds “personal business” were making her think things that she shouldn’t be thinking about. For fuck’s sake, this man was her husband, not Mortimer, but she thought about both of them. And Timothy too, for he was pretty foxy.

  “Oh yeah. I’m glad that it got done. But they asked me to bring you by next time. They told me that they had a proposal for both of us, and I think you’ll enjoy it. Who knows, it might be that promotion that I’ve been waiting for,” he said.

  She thought about it, but she couldn’t stop shaking that feeling that it was something dirtier out of her head. She wondered if maybe it was, and she was on the right track, but thinking about that made her turn as red as a t
omato, and it didn’t help that her panties were getting super wet from thinking about this.

  “Well I would love to. When is your next meeting?” she asked with innocence. Chelsea knew that talking about her dirty desires might scare him off, but she loved her husband. She didn’t want to worry him.

  “Well I think in three days they want us all to meet up. You can come after you finish up work, and I’m sure it will be great. He’s the CEO of this big company, and he told me that it was something that we would both enjoy,” he said.

  She looked at him, wondering what it was. She didn’t want to think things through yet, but she did think that it might be something big and important. Of course, Chelsea was definitely interested if it was something sexy, or something very arousing.

  “Well I can’t wait,” she said.

  “Yeah. So if you want, you can come home right from work, and we can meet up there. He said it was important, but I don’t know what the hell it is,” he said.

  She hoped it was what she thought it was. If he actually did want that sort of thing, she would just about die. She wanted this more than anything else, but she didn’t know how to approach something like this.

  “Well if that’s what you wish babe, I’m game,” she replied.

  “Good. I think it might be a birthday present for us as well. I told Mortimer that your birthday was coming up, and he said that this was just the thing. He misses you and wishes that you worked for his company,” Gavin said.