Mister Hottiee: A Bad Boy Romance

by Alice Cooper

  “I know that I might have gotten a little carried away. I have to thank you for taking me underneath your wing, but I think that I can take it from here. You’re the kind of woman that needs more pleasure than the average woman. I think that I can give it to you, but only if you want it.” He would have just slipped it to the girl that he was with, but this time he wanted her permission. He got it the form of her hands wrapping around him from below and pulling him into position. His knob touched her lips and he knew what was awaiting him.

  Shuffling up to him, Shana made the necessary adjustment to give him free rein to her body. “In the blink of an eye things can change. Any chance that I get to be with you will be something that I…CHER…ISH.” The last word got stuck in her throat as he moved forward with the thrust of his hips. She felt his body on top of her and noticed that he was moving quickly to take off his shirt to reveal those muscles that made her little hole clamp down on his cock from seeing him in his glory.

  “I can’t understand why somebody like you would be single. You’re the total package. Oh my god…you just fucking did that. No woman knows how my nipples are my weak spot. How is it that you seem to know me better than they do? Is it because you go the extra mile? Have I always been that predictable and didn’t know it?” Sheridan gave her short and hard strokes that were meant to make that telltale wet slap every time that he buried it deep. He could feel the convulsions starting to radiate down her excited walls. The way that those walls were now closing in on him made him grateful that his cock was not claustrophobic.

  “Make those shocks take the brunt of what you’re doing to me. Give me the blunt end of your instrument and make it feel so fucking good that I will always want to be with you. Show me what you have learned and what I have yet to learn. Your stick is not easy to get…used to. You fuck me like an animal and I have to admit that taking off the chains was a good thing. You’re banging me into submission and leaving me panting and wanting more. My god… I don’t think that I’ve ever had this kind of…fucking climax.” I’m being used and abused and I know that I will never look at him the same way. I can’t have him thinking that this one time is going to be enough. I forgive him for coming to me under false pretenses. I’m glad that he did or I wouldn’t be here getting the fuck of a lifetime.

  “Yes…play with my body and make my cock into your own personal toy. You’ve always had me and all you had to do was look at me to find the truth. Yes… Shana… Shana… Shana.” He could feel the rising storm and that swirling white tornado coming up the length. There was a moment of complete serenity and then his mind short circuited with the pleasure that became something that he would always measure the next time that he was with her by.

  She felt the ejection of his manhood and the way that her pussy seemed to hunger for the very sweet sauce that had now driven into her. She was beating her heels against the ceiling leaving puncture marks. “I lie here taking this and I know that he’s the one that I have been dreaming about. I just hope that I can prevent him from straying and the last thing I want is to see him with another woman unless of course it’s agreed upon beforehand amongst the both of us. I can see us experimenting for the sake of what other pleasures are out there to be had. Birthdays and anniversaries are going to be very interesting. We are going to try to outdo each other with how kinky and perverted we can get.”

  He saw the way that she looked. She had that well fucked satisfied smile creased across her face. They were both slippery to the touch. He pulled back slowly and watched as each inch began to emerge from the hot little cocoon. His knob was the last to exit. He saw his discharge clinging to the inside of her lips. He always wore something to protect himself from the possibility of getting someone pregnant, but he never even managed to get it out of the wrapper.

  They promised each other that they were always going to be in each other’s lives and that was a promise that they were going to take very seriously. Even after he was drafted, she followed him to Chicago and they soon found out that they were going to be with child. This whole thing had started off by her being the ultimate prize and in the end that’s exactly what she was.

  THE END

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  SEDUCED BY THE BILLIONAIRE BAD BOY

  Selma fought to keep her tears back. The voice over the PA announced that all working personnel needed to report for flight 340, but she was frozen as she gripped the phone. “What are you saying?” she whispered.

  “Babe, I feel like you’re not hearing me. We’re done. Sarah and I have been seeing each other for a few months now, and I’m happy with her. Can’t you be happy for us?”

  “Happy for you? Greg, we’ve been together for two years. And Sarah is my friend. You’re not seriously telling me that you’ve been cheating on me,” she hissed. She felt her chest squeeze with anxiety. She’d been expecting Greg to propose, not break up with her.

  “Cheating is such a harsh word babe. Sarah is my soul mate. If you loved me, you’d be happy for me.”

  Narrowing her eyes, she finally let her anger take over. “You know what Greg? I do hope you and Sarah are happy together. I hope you’re happy that she’s ruined the best thing you’ve ever had,” she yelled before slamming the phone down.

  Wiping the tears away, she turned to find an incredibly attractive man staring at her. Really? She just had to lose the man she thought she would marry, and the first man that she laid eyes on afterwards looked like be belonged on the cover of QC?

  Probably another asshole. I’m sure he’s cheating on some unsuspecting and loving woman.

  “What are you looking at?” she hissed before grabbing her luggage and stalking away. To make things worse, she now had a long flight ahead of her to London. Luckily, she’d be able to spend several days there before her flight back. She’d been looking forward to a small vacation. Now it was a necessity.

  An older flight attendant met her on the plane and looked her over critically. “Your make-up is streaked,” she growled.

  Flight attendants were supposed to look like perfection at all times.

  “I’m so sorry. I can touch it up quickly.”

  “Fine. You’ll be stationed in first class today. Fix you make-up and get to work. I’ve been told that we have a VIP on board today.”

  First class? Selena’s eyes widened in horror. “Oh, can I please work coach? I don’t think I’m in my right mind to work first class.”

  The woman surveyed her coldly. “I don’t make the manifesto. Get your make-up fixed and get to work.”

  Great. First class meant a bunch of rich assholes that wanted to slap her ass and demand entertainment. It took inner strength to deal with first class, and she simply didn’t have it today. “Fine,” she muttered as she headed to fix her make-up. Her blond hair was still perfectly coiffed on top of her head, but her mascara was streaked. She made the necessary arrangements and went to start the pot of coffee. When they made the call for first class passengers, she positioned herself at the opening and tried to smile brightly.

  As the passengers filed in, she directed them to their seats. Her heart dropped when she recognized one of the passengers.

  “Ma’am.” The gorgeous man from the airport gave her a coy smile as he took his seat.

  “Sir,” she swallowed hard. He could easily get her fired if he told anyone how rude she’d been to him. “I hope you enjoy your flight.”

  “Oh, I intend to.” He stowed his bags above and took his seat. She groaned inwardly. It was going to be a long flight.

  Hastily, she went back to greet the rest of the passengers. Taking her position at the front, she went through the motions of the safety speech. To her dismay, the man never took his eyes off her. Selena tried to focus on her motions, but she couldn’t help but feel like she knew him from somewhere.

  The hours passed, and his eyes never left hers. She felt them when she went up and down the aisle to serve drinks. He asked for a glass of wine, and she was almost disgusted with the th
rill of excitement that raced down her spine when his fingers brushed against hers. Jerking back, she narrowed her eyes in what she hoped was a stern look. She was not in the mood to flirt with someone who made more money in a day then she probably made all year.

  Straightening her spine, she went to prepare the food. As she handed out their gourmet salmon dishes, he gave her a wicked smile. “Looks delicious.”

  Rolling her eyes, she continued walking. He didn’t seriously think she was going to give him a pass to the mile high club simply because he appreciated the way she looked?

  Then again, maybe he was simply talking about the salmon.

  Safely behind the curtain, she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. In her mind, she could see her boyfriend with his lips pressed to her friends.

  Ex-boyfriend. Ex-friend.

  When it was time to walk down the aisle with the trash bag, he took his time dropping his plate and cup in. His eyes lingered on hers. “Thank you. Everything was wonderful.”

  Selena had expected something offensive to come out of his mouth. She almost smiled with relief. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she murmured.

  “Selena, is it? You’re doing an excellent job making this flight entertaining for me.”

  And there it was. She shook her head in disgust and walked away. The damn plane couldn’t land fast enough.

  Finally, she got her wish. Wearied, she stood at the door with a smile. One by one, the passengers filed out. “Enjoy your time in London,” she muttered over and over again. She turned to do her final sweep through the cabin before she realized that there was one person left. Of course it was him.

  “Sir? We’ve landed,” she said politely.

  “Yes, I’m aware,” he said as he rose. “I wanted to speak with you in private, Selena.”

  “Sir, if there is something bothering you, you can take it up with the airline,” she said stiffly.

  “Selena…”

  “You realize that I’m a person, right? I know there’s a lot of sexual innuendo surrounding flight attendants, but I am not here to indulge in one of your fantasies. All you men are the same. You just follow your dicks and forget that you could actually be hurting people in the process. Well, I am not interested. So please gather your things and exit the fucking plane,” she hissed. As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she reddened. He nodded his head and quietly pulled down his luggage. Without a word, he walked away. Her heart pounding, she slowly lowered herself on trembling legs. No doubt he would get her fired for sure. Now she’d lose her job and her boyfriend all in one day.

  “Way to go Selena,” she grumbled. It was all Greg’s fault.

  ***

  Dragging herself to the hotel, she sighed with relief when she made it to the front desk. The taxi was grueling, and she’d been waiting for that moment where the airlines called her and fired her.

  “Selena Cutler. I’m here with Junction Airlines,” she said tiredly. The front desk assistant widened her eyes. “Ms. Cutler! Yes!” She cleared her throat nervously and clicked on a few keys. “There have been a few changes. You’ve been upgraded to the penthouse.”

  “The penthouse?” Selena nearly choked. “There must be some mistake. There’s no way the airlines is paying for me to stay in the penthouse.”

  “No mistake. Besides, there are no other available rooms. So it’s either the penthouse or nothing.”

  Selena blew out her breath and sighed. “Are you sure the airlines are covering this? I mean, why would they upgrade me?”

  “I’m not sure, but our penthouse is very expensive. From one worker to another, take the room.”

  Truth be told, Selena didn’t have the strength to fight. “Fine,” she muttered. She snagged the key and dragged her bag to the elevator. A bellhop tried to intervene, but she wasn’t in the mood. “I got it,” she barked as the elevator doors closed. All she wanted was a bath and bed. When she opened the doors to the penthouse, the view stole her breath away. The windows that surrounded the room gave her a panoramic view of London. “My God, the rich do have it made,” she muttered as she kicked off her shoes. With a smile of glee, she got a running start and jumped on the bed. Bouncing on the plush comforter, she let out a squeal of excitement. “Oh, this is the life.”

  “I’m glad you like it.”

  Screaming, Selena jumped from the bed and lifted her hands to defend herself. Leaning against the doorframe to the bathroom, the gorgeous man from the plane smirked at her.

  “Oh my God, are you stalking me? Did you arrange this? This is beyond sick. I’m calling the police.”

  “Whoa, hold on. I haven’t even had a chance to introduce myself. Joshua Guard.”

  Selena froze. “Joshua Guard?” she whispered. “As in the Joshua Guard that owns Junction Airlines?” “The one and only. But that’s not important…”

  She snorted and held up her hand. “I’m sorry, what? How is that not important? How were you on the plane and no one knew?”

  “Well, I suppose it’s because none of you remember the handbook. My photo is on it,” he said dryly. “Not to mention that I still have to provide an ID to get on the plan as per federal law.”

  Selena had two options here. She could beg for her job or she could tell Joshua to take a flying leap off a tall building. “Mr. Guard…” she began before a sudden thought struck her. Narrowing her eyes, she crossed her arms across her chest. “Exactly what am I doing in the penthouse suite?

  You may be rich, but it can’t be legal to just change my room like this.”

  “I own the hotel.”

  Of course he did. “That still doesn’t answer my original question. You’re clearly staying in this room, so why am I staying in this room?”

  “You were quite rude to me in the airport and on the plane. I thought you might like the chance to make it up to me,” he said with a small smile. Tired, Selena asked the first question that came to mind. “Is my job dependent on what happens in this room tonight?”

  “I can see where you might be that impression, but I’m not that sort of man. I take a personal interest in my employees, and it’s clear that you’ve had a bad day. I’d like to see how I could help. I can’t have you being rude to more people on the flight back, now can I?” Joshua crossed the room to the mini-bar and poured himself a drink. “Whiskey?”

  “No,” she muttered. “Look, I just need to rest and relax. My boyfriend of two years just announced that he’s been cheating on me with my friend. Apparently they’re in love. So yes, I am having a bad day. And I promise not to take it out on any more passengers.”

  He whistled. “I thought it might be something like that. Of course, I only heard part of the conversation. Were you two having problems?”

  “Problems? Greg and I never had problems. From the first date, everything about our relationship was so easy. That was what was so great about us. We didn’t fight. We enjoyed each other’s company. When he moved in, we found a routine. Everything worked. And now, suddenly, that wasn’t good enough for him. Cheating bastard,” she spat.

  Joshua downed his whiskey. “I don’t think I’ve ever had a relationship that was easy.”

  “Now you can understand why I’m upset.”

  “That’s why you’re upset?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.

  Selena shrugged. Was there another reason she should be upset?

  “Relationships are hard. When you find one that’s easy, then that’s supposed to be the one.”

  “I don’t think that’s true. What about your relationships before Greg?”

  Suddenly, she felt uncomfortable. “Look, I’m not really willing to dive into my love life with someone that I just met.” She walked over to the window and stared out at the city below. Even this late into the night, London was lit up and buzzing with activity. In the reflection of the window, she saw him step up closer to her. Her muscles tightened, and she couldn’t believe when she felt a spark of lust.

  What the hell was wrong with her? “I cam
e here to help you, Selena. I just wanted a conversation.”

  Her breath hitched. “Bullshit,” she whispered. “You don’t bring a woman up to your penthouse hotel room to talk.”

  In the window, she saw a slow smile spread across his face. “You are attractive. I won’t lie and tell you that I haven’t had other things on my mind.”

  She felt her mouth go dry. “What kinds of things?” He was so close that if she leaned back even an inch, she’d be touching him. It was slowly driving her insane that he wasn’t touching her. God, he was a completely stranger, and her body was so ready to wrap itself around him.

  “I could show you.”

  Abruptly, she turned and slid away from him. Her heart was racing as she put her hand up on the wall to brace herself. It was a bad idea. She told herself that over and over again. “I don’t even know you.”

  “Be honest, Selena. You didn’t react to anyone else on that plane. You didn’t snarl at anyone else. You felt a reaction to me, and it scared you. But you don’t have to be scared now. I’m offering you a night to indulge. Forget about your ex. Forget about all your problems.” He moved closer to her, and she pressed her back against the wall. Her eyes dropped to his lips. He was so close. She could taste him if she wanted. And God, she wanted. Maybe it was the fact that she’d gone almost twenty hours without sleep. Maybe it was that she was still raw from Greg’s betrayal, and maybe it was simply because Joshua Guard was unbelievably sexy, but Selena was tired of resisting him. He tipped a finger under her chin to lift her head and stared intensely at her. “The decision is yours, Selena. There is no pressure and no consequences either way.”

  “Why? Why me? You could have any woman in this city,” she whispered. With a small smile, he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “You intrigue me. That’s very rare these days. I spend my life around people who try to please me, and you’re so brutally honest. I want to taste you. I want to bury myself within you. I want to know what makes you tick.”