by Carly White
She didn’t fight him and instead, sighed as she felt his hard chest. The man had done something to her and though she knew what he was, she didn’t care. Lou wanted him, if just for that one night. His head leaned down towards her as she looked back at him. Their lips met again, this time there was not surprised and she kissed him back.
Phil was making a soft noise against her in pleasure, as his hand moved to her breasts. Her whole body was open to him in that moment and in that position. Phil didn’t want to move too fast, but his fingers pulled softly on her hard nipples that he had watched sway through her dress. He didn’t want to stop and when he heard her moan softly in his mouth, it emboldened him to do more. She wasn’t telling him no and that was enough of a yes for him.
Lou could feel his need growing underneath her and it made her nervous just because she had already seen it before. She knew what he had to offer and it was more than she had ever had. There was a beauty in his masculinity and once his hands started to touch her, there was nothing else she could do but feel the pleasure of it all.
Chapter 9
“Wait Phil, I can’t.”
His hands were moving down her body and Lou was coming to the point of no return. His mouth was like magic and if he touched her anymore, there was no way that she was going to be able to stop herself. He was no good for her, but his hands and fingers felt too damn good.
Phil ignored her plea to stop, his breath and voice in her ear. “Are you sure you want me to stop?”
She wasn’t sure of anything but the last thing she wanted was for him to stop. Lou shook her head, unable to say anything else. His body moved over hers and she was covered by his muscles. His hips pressed down against her core, making her dampen with the touch. Why couldn’t she once just let it all go and take what she needed? She needed him.
“No don’t stop.”
His hands pulled up her skirt, baring her legs and her wetness to the cool night air. She made a sound that he silenced with a kiss. Lou was lost in the constant pressure he was putting on her core, rubbing his hard length against her over and over again, while his mouth moved to her neck. She whimpered at the touch and then the sharp nibbles of his teeth.
“Please Phil. I need you now!”
Her patience was gone and all she could think of was having him inside of her. It didn’t matter who he was then, her body uncaring about the consequences. Lou opened her eyes to the night sky, the shower of color only seemed to heightened the feelings that she had for him. Her own hips, rose to meet his as he tortured her with his hardness.
“Why are you still dressed?” It was the only thing she could think to say or ask. She didn’t want him dressed, but naked as she had seen him earlier. She wanted to touch and feel the hard muscles, play with them as he took her.
Phil was panting when he sat back on his knees, pulling his shirt off with a tug. Lou’s hands went up to his chest as she sat up with him. It was hard and perfect, feeling just like Lou had imagined it would feel. But she wanted more, she wanted all of him. If she was going to ruin her reputation with another jock, she was going to make it worth it.
Her hands went to the front of his jeans and unbuttoned the top button. Phil’s eyes glazed over as she unleased his need, her hand wrapping around it firmly. It was what she wanted and she kept her grip as she laid back down, the man moving with her as she opened her legs to him. “Now.”
Phil couldn’t believe the change in her. She was so shy seeming when he had first met her. Now, she was demanding and driving him crazy with hot wetness pressing against him. He pushed forward, her panties stopping him as he could feel her just beneath the material.
He growled at her, his hands moving between their bodies and between her legs to yank the barrier free. She heard a rip and then Lou closed her eyes to the hardness trying to press into her. She whimpered at the girth and the pressure. Phil finally got the head in and her insides clamped down onto him.
“You’re too tight.” Phil was gritting his teeth. No matter how wet she was, he couldn’t force himself into her suffocating hole. He knew then why Dante had been so mad when she left him. Phil pulled back out and looked down at her pursed lips and closed eyes. His fingers moved to her wetness, pushing a couple forward till he couldn’t no more. Even his digits were choked by her tightness.
Lou wanted more than a finger. She wanted what she had coveted from before. Her hips rose to meet his hand as he tried to make her ready for him. When he finally pulled back and tried again, his thickness pushed in several more inches, enough that Lou’s body started to tense up. She just needed a little more to give her the release she needed and she whispered dirty words in his ears to urge him on.
“I can’t Lou.”
She pushed him off of her and he looked at her begging her not to stop. His length bobbed between them as Lou put her hand to his chest. “Then let me.”
He didn’t argue as she pressed him into the grass. She pulled her dress over her head, revealing nothing but a piece of her tattered panties underneath. Slowly, she lowered herself to his body, her hand grabbing him and tugging on him slowly. Lou bent down and licked the top for a moment, loving the sounds that she pulled from his lips. “Does that feel good?”
Phil shook his head. It was not at all what he had thought would happen, but as she straddled him, pointing his member towards her wetness, he didn’t say anything. He didn’t want to stop whatever spell she was under. All he wanted was to feel her wrapped around him once more. His hands pulled her down by the hips, trying to penetrate her as she settled against him.
Ever so slowly, Lou started to lower herself down as Phil tried his best to push in deeper. He groaned as he came against the same strangled insides as before. She was just too tight and he felt himself jerking against her. Pulling up slowly, she settled back down till he was all the way inside of her. The walls crushed his shaft as she felt him throbbing so deep.
He wanted to feel her inside of him and he pushed on her lower stomach as she sat up slowly. Phil pressed in against the large rod inside of her and she whimpered with the touch. Lou was overwhelmed with all of him and his hand was doing nothing but making it feel deeper. When he moved lower to rub on her clit, she sat back fully and they both moaned with the extra inch.
Lou stayed like that for several moments and then she bit her lip hard, as her body started to come. “Yes, Phil, oh fuck!”
It was unlike her, the cursing, the demand, but she couldn’t help it. Phil took his moment and held her up as he started to move inside of her, extending her pleasure until she was gasping for him to stop. Every press up filled her full, while his hand rubbed her to a state of panic.
Her body fell on top of him, her tits rubbing against his bare chest. His mouth moved up to her, kissing her slowly, as his hips slammed up from above. With her pleasure had brought more fluid swirling around his shaft, making it easier to slide in and out of her. His name was repeated until he too, was beyond control. Slamming her from below a few more times, Phil’s seed filled her womb. She cried out with the extra stretch, with no more room.
She tried to get up, but his hips held her still. He wasn’t done, but she was and when he finally released her, she slid off of him slowly. Lou lay on her back for a moment, the show still going on above them. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears.
“Damn Lou. That was the hottest thing I have ever done.”
“It was all right.”
He pulled her down for a kiss. “Alright? Then you are ready for more?”
She shook her head that she wasn’t and by the look of him, neither was he. “No, no more.” Her whole body screamed at her as she moved to sit up. Phil sat up next to her. “Tell me that was as good for you as it was for me?”
Lou bit her lip, not wanting to give away the weakness he made her feel. “It was good, thanks.”
He pulled her back to him and kissed her again. She was not going to get away that easy. “Where are you going?”
“It�
��s getting late and I have class in the morning. You are going to take me home.”
Phil didn’t want to, but she left no room for the discussion. Lou was back to her normal self, none of the lust filled woman left. How could she go from one to the other?
“I am not taking you back until you promise to go out with me again.”
“Why Phil? There are many girls that would love to go out with you.”
“Yeah, but none of them are like you.”
Lou liked that answer and it made her smile. “I will think about it Phil.”
At His Demand
An Alpha Billionaire Romance
By: Carly White
At His Demand
Chapter 1
“Tilly, will you get that customer for me please? I need to get that invoice number from this guy and he put me on hold again.”
Tilly nodded and went from the back of the small bookstore. It was the only one in town that wasn’t a big box store, still small and intimate in the Chicago area. Most of the smaller bookstores had been closed down during the turn of the economy, but somehow she had kept the family store in business. It was no small feat, but it was their new focus on ancient texts that she gave the change to.
With full time classes that she had to keep above a 3.5 gpa, it was not easy to keep up with everything. If it wasn’t for great employees like Marla that had been with the family for years, Tilly probably would have sold out to the developers years ago. But she hadn’t, so there she was on one of her two days off, trying to make sense of the invoices that all needed to be paid. The store was staying afloat, but just barely most of the time.
Focusing on the boxes of books that had to be put up still, she made her way to the front and to the back of a man in a suit. “Hi, can I help you Sir?”
“Took long enough.”
He turned around, his dark eyes taking in the slight girl. “Wow that was rude. Would you like to start again?”
His lips raised in a smile as his eyes took her in. She could feel the heat of his gaze and it made her blush slightly before she remembered herself. “What can I do for you?”
Thomas was a little taken aback by the way the girl was talking to him. She couldn’t have been very old and his mind instantly went to today’s youth. “Does your boss know that you talk to potential customers that way? It doesn’t seem to be good business.”
She shrugged. “Would you like to tell her?”
He shook his head that he wouldn’t. “Good, you probably would like her even less.” Her eyes waited for him to say something. He seemed at a loss of words, but he was quite handsome in his own way, if he didn’t talk of course.
“Yes, I hear that you have the best ancient book collection in the city, so I guess I am just here to look around.”
Tilly smiled finally. If he was a customer, the least she could do was muster a semblance of politeness. “Right this way. I will show you where they are and if you are looking for anything in particular, I am sure that we can find it for you if we don’t have it. Or try anyways.”
“Thank you….”
“Tilly.”
“Thank you Tilly, my name is Thomas Longhairn.”
She nodded, but he looked at her expectantly, like she was supposed to know who he was. She didn’t, so she left him to it. He watched her leave, his dark eyes taking in the curve of her bottom as she walked away. He had not come there with any other intention but to check out the books. Now his mind was more on the smart-mouthed girl behind the counter.
“Ms. Tilly, Carlos is on the phone. He wants to know if you are running the ad budget same as last month?”
Tilly knew that she should, but unless they had a really good end of week, they would not have the money for it. “Go ahead and tell him that I will give him a call later. I need to go through the sales first to see.”
Marla nodded and the older woman went back to the back and the newspaper rep on hold. The store had been running the same ad for twenty years, her mother before her. But it seemed that it may be the first month that they did not. That in and of itself, would be a big let-down to her. It was like it was going to be the beginning of the end. She needed to worry about her English test the next day, but all she could think about was Ripley’s Way.
She went to the boxes in the back hallway, dragging one out so that she could fill in the front display. Tilly started to put them up, going to her knees to start from the bottom shelves. Her skirt was just over her knees to keep her from flashing anyone, but she still had to seat herself just so, so that didn’t happen. Thinking about all of the bills that still had to be paid, she sent a little pray heavenward, hoping for a good weekend of sales. There were a few flyers out, as well as posters for a ten percent off weekend, so she was hoping that it would drum up some extra business.
“Tilly?”
Surprised to hear the dark voice behind her, she looked up to see the man from before, Thomas she thought she remembered. “Did you need something?”
There was a spark in his eyes and then it was gone. “Do you have baskets or something that I can put these in?”
She noticed the large stack in his hands. “You want all of those?”
“Yes and there are a few more, but I didn’t see any carts or anything.”
“Well this isn’t really Wal-Mart. I don’t think most people buy like that. Here let me take them and I will put them up at the front.”
She stood up and he still towered over her like when she was sitting down. He was just a very large man and he made her feel even shorter than her five foot, four inch height. Grabbing them out of his hands, she walked towards the register and set them down. Reading the spines as she went, she found his choices interesting. “Are you taking a trip to Peru soon?”
“I am actually. How did you know?”
“Well, all of those sights are in Peru, so I figured so. It is a place on my bucket list. When I finish school, I am planning on going out that way for a few months. Plus, you can’t beat the beaches in South America.”
“You go to school?”
“Yeah, the business school over by the museum.”
“And you manage this place?”
“Well I own it now, but yeah. It keeps me busy and away from tramping in the jungle like I want to. What do you do?”
“I, um, well I run a business as well.”
“Yeah you looked like one of those corporate sharks. Could see it in the suit as you walked in.”
The very distain that she seemed to have for his type, made him want to say that he was someone else. He had never had the sensation before, always proud to be who he was and to come from one of the wealthiest families in Illinois. But to have her look at him in that way did not suit Thomas at well and he found himself lying.
“I wish. I am a small business man. It is rented.”
Why was he humbling himself for this woman? He didn’t know the answer to the silent question in his head, but he knew that he liked the softening of her features. “Good, because those types are what is wrong with America. Thank goodness, because you are too smart and good looking to be another mindless droll looking to make your next billion.”
“You seem very…passionate about it.”
“Well someone has to be.”
It was as good an answer as any. He walked back to the section and grabbed the last couple of books that he had found on Machu Picchu. The woman was jarring to his senses and when he looked back, she was already back to her own work and he was out of her mind. It was not the type of reaction that he was used to getting from women. He had never been turned down by one yet, but he wondered if Tilly would. He kind of thought she would and for some reason the challenge made him want to anyways.
Going back up to the front, he picked up one of her business cards and slid it into his pocket before she walked up behind him. “Did you find everything you were looking for?”
“Almost.”
“Anything I can help you find or maybe order?”
“No I don’t think what I want can be ordered.”
“You would be surprised what I can get my hands on.”
Her innocent answers were almost as bad as the overwhelming need to kiss her full lips. What was wrong with him today, he thought to himself? “No, this will be all, thank you.” Thomas groaned at himself, he had the perfect opportunity and instead he passed it up. He was being lame like the young men that he made fun of that would be tongue-tied by a pretty girl. There was something about the curvy, little blonde that made him pause more than once.
“Okay, well it seems you have enough to keep you busy for a while. You’ll have to come back in and tell me how it went. I still have another year and a half till I finish my Masters. It seems like forever right now.”
“I will definitely be back.”
He went to his wallet as she rang up his order. Thomas almost pulled out his black card, but instead, just paid the hefty bill in cash. It probably raised her eyebrow that he had several thousand in cash on him for books, but she didn’t say anything. The black card would have been worse, everyone knew what it meant and he was not supposed to be a corporate droll as she so aptly put it.
“Do you ever get a day free with your busy schedule?”
Tilly looked up. “Are you hitting on me?”
“Definitely.”
“Well, not really, but you are cute. You are just not really my type.”
His smile was quick. He was right and the fact that she had turned him down made him want to chuckle. “Ouch. That was harsh. What is your type?”
Tilly was not expecting the question. She had expected him to see it as the nice no that it was, but he was not reading through the lines. “I don’t know.”
