The Billionaire's Wicked Virgin: A Naughty Single Father Novel

by Blythe Reid

  “Welcome,” he said. “I’m the club president, and Dustin is the vice president. We also both co-own this bike shop.”

  “It’s really cool,” I said, even though I had no actual knowledge of motorcycles.

  He smiled at me, as if he knew my dirty little secret.

  “Trust me, I didn’t know anything about bikes when I first started working here,” Isobel said. “Dustin is my older brother, so I was kind of forced to work here.”

  She laughed, and I laughed right along with her. Something about her told me we were going to be instant friends. I just got this overwhelming sense that all three of them were free spirits. That was exactly how I was. I usually just went with the flow, and it was sort of how I ended up in the bike parts store to begin with.

  “Tell me, Alissa, have you ever been around motorcycles?” Spencer asked me.

  I shook my head. “I’ve seen them. I rode on one once in high school, but other than that, no. I don’t really know much.”

  “I’m glad you’re honest,” he said. “You’re hired.”

  “Seriously?” I asked.

  I was absolutely grateful, but I hadn’t been expecting that. I kind of thought they were going to reject me. I wasn’t part of their scene. And I didn’t really know anything about motorcycles, let alone vehicles of any sort.

  “Yes, I’m serious,” Spencer said. “We really need someone to help Isobel out. You’ll pick things up as you go, and Isobel can train you on the things that you really need to know about. Have you ever had a job before?”

  I nodded. “Yeah. Of course, I have. I worked in customer service jobs since I was about fourteen. Whether it was retail or fast food.”

  “There you go,” he said. “You know how to run a cash register, and I’m sure you can figure out everything else eventually.”

  “I’m a fast learner,” I said.

  I caught myself staring at him and forced myself to look away. I didn’t want them to think I was a weirdo. But there was just something about this man that drew me to him. He radiated raw power, and it was sexy as sin. From what I could tell, he had to be around ten years older than me, but that didn’t bother me.

  I’d always kind of been into slightly older men.

  “You’ll start on Wednesday,” he said.

  “Sounds good to me,” I said. “Thank you.”

  The way he was looking down at me made me think of sex. It was all I could think about standing in front of him. I was a virgin, but something about being so close to him was making me feel all sorts of things I wasn’t used to feeling. I could feel the sexual tension between us. The desire was thick in the air. All I could think about was him bending me over and shoving his cock inside of me.

  I cleared my throat. “What time?”

  It was a lame question to ask, but I had to say something. I had to divert my attention somehow.

  “We open at ten,” he said. “So if you can get here before, that would be great.”

  I nodded.

  “I’ll be here,” Isobel said. “I’ll get you situated and teach you everything that you need to know.”

  I looked at her, thankful that she’d pulled me out of whatever strange sex haze I’d just been in.

  “Thank you,” I said.

  “No problem,” she said with a smile. She seemed so friendly and down to earth. I didn’t have any friends around here, so I was excited about meeting her.

  I shook everybody’s hand and then left the shop. As I made my way back to my apartment, I threw the rest of my applications for other places in the trash. I’d planned on submitting the rest of them today. I didn’t expect to get a job here because I don’t know anything about motorcycles. But then I had what I guessed was an informal interview, and I got the job.

  I just really hoped that I wouldn’t disappoint anyone. Especially myself. I made my way back to my apartment and found that I couldn’t get Spencer out of my head. There was just something about him that drew me in. A lot like Isobel, but different. Only I wasn’t fantasizing about Isobel taking my virginity.

  3

  Spencer

  “All right, you guys,” I said. “Let’s get down to it.”

  I was sitting at the table with the guys on Wednesday morning. We had a charity event coming up, and we needed to figure out a game plan for it. I had a game plan, but I had to run it by the guys first because that was how things worked with our club. Charity events were huge for us. It showed the public that we weren’t bad people. It showed that we wanted to do good things for our community. It helped keep the people happy.

  I cleared my throat. “As you guys know, the school carnival charity is coming up this weekend. We have to be there. We gotta show the community members that we’re still a strong, positive influence in this town.” I paused and waited for everybody to nod their heads. Then I continued. “We’re going to be in charge of the pie eating contest and the dunk tank.”

  “I call dunk tank,” Dustin said. The guys laughed. He always wanted duties like that. Easy ones that only required him to mess around.

  “All right, sounds good,” I said. “Louis and Nick will be with Robert at the pie eating contest table. I need you three to eat the pies.”

  The three of them laughed and high-fived each other.

  “I’ll be around, going back and forth between the two booths,” I said. “Dustin, when you need a break, I’ll be there to be dropped into the tank. Now, this charity is for the school. This year, they’re looking to get Google Chrome books for each and every student in the school. That’s a lot of money. They’re looking to raise ten grand. I think we can do better than that.”

  The guys started going crazy.

  Dustin said, “We can do that.

  Nick said, “I can double that in an hour with my pie eating.”

  The rest of us laughed at his optimism.

  “But it’s not all gonna be fun and games,” I said. “Some of the other motorcycle clubs around have been coming into town and trying to cause chaos. They’re trying to make us look bad to our community. That way we get pushed out of our beloved home. That’s some bullshit. People around town are starting to notice these kinds of things. We’re starting to get a bad rap, and we don’t want that. So, we have to do whatever it takes to turn the public’s opinion about us around again.”

  The guys all nodded and agreed with me. It was true. We couldn’t live in this community for much longer if things continued to head the way they were. For all we knew, there could be a petition going up right now, trying to get us out. I didn’t want that for my club.

  I asked if there was anything else anybody needed to bring up, and everybody agreed that they didn’t. So, I called the meeting to a close, banging the gavel on the table. We all filed out and headed over into the bike shop. Some of the guys got to work. Others just turned around to shoot the shit. It was all good to me.

  Dustin came over to stand beside me. “Damn, she is hot.”

  I looked in the direction that he was looking. Alissa, the new girl we had just hired, was walking in. She was a little early. I appreciated that. Of course, she did live across the street. She walked in, and I just stared at her. She was absolutely gorgeous. She had the perfect body and the perfect face. And to top it off, she seemed like a free spirit, much like the rest of us. And she got along with Isobel. A lot of girls didn’t, so I knew Dustin would appreciate that.

  “Dibs,” I said before Dustin could say another word.

  “That wasn’t fair,” he said with a laugh.

  It wasn’t too often I call dibs on a girl, but I knew I had to do it before he did. I didn’t want her to end up with someone like Dustin. Not like I was much better, but there was something about this girl that made me want to find out more about her.

  I walked over to her. “Good morning, Alissa. Glad to see you took initiative and you’re here early.”

  “Well, I pretty much live right across the street,” she said, smiling.

  “Works out
perfectly,” I said. “Come with me into my office so we can talk.”

  She nodded her head and followed me back into my office. She sat down in one of the chairs in front of my desk, and I sat on the desk itself. I didn’t want to sit in my chair behind the desk, making it feel like I had authority over her. I wanted this to be an open environment where my employees could feel like they could talk to me.

  “Do you have any questions?” I asked her.

  As I waited for her response, I had this overwhelming urge to kiss her. Her lips were perfect and pouty. I wanted to know what they felt like pressed against mine. I also wanted to know what they felt like wrapped around my cock.

  “I don’t think so,” she said. “I’m sure I’ll have a ton of questions once I get into it.”

  I barely heard anything she said. I couldn’t resist the urge anymore. I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers. She jerked her head back.

  “Fuck,” I said, groaning. “I don’t know what came over me.”

  I didn’t usually do shit like this. Then again, the women I was used to usually wanted to kiss me back before I just kissed him. Alissa wasn’t like the rest of them, apparently. Fuck.

  Now, I was worried that my new employee was going to quit on her first day.

  “It’s okay,” she said.

  She seemed a little nervous, and I was upset about that. I didn’t want her to feel nervous around me.

  “I just have this urge to kiss you,” I said, as if that explained what I had done. I knew it hadn’t. I wouldn’t be surprised if she ran out of here. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if she stood up and slapped me across the face and then ran out of here.

  “It’s okay,” she said with a shrug. “I feel the same way.”

  She looked up at me, but she didn’t look at me like girls normally did. She was looking at me differently. Like she wasn’t a hundred percent sure what to do around me, but also like she knew she wanted to do something.

  I got off the desk and pulled her up. She pressed her lips to mine this time. The two of us started moving our mouths around together. I felt her tongue slide into my mouth, and I had to hold back a moan. I didn’t want to let myself get too far ahead. I could already feel my cock getting hard. I didn’t want to scare her off with my erection.

  Her lips felt unbelievably soft, and she really knew how to move her tongue. It made me wonder what she could do with it around my cock.

  I had to pull back before anything else happened. That probably wouldn’t be a very good first impression. Hell, I wasn’t even sure this was a very good impression.

  “I don’t normally do this with my employees,” I said.

  She laughed. “I don’t normally do this with my bosses.”

  We both laughed, and I asked her if she had any more questions. When she said she didn’t, I grabbed her face and started kissing her again. I just couldn’t help it.

  4

  Alissa

  Despite him scooting back and trying to hide it, I felt his hard erection pressing into me. I could tell he was turned on. I was turned on, too. I’d never been this impulsive before, but there was just something about him that drove me wild. I’d wanted to kiss him from the moment I saw him the other day. So, when he kissed me, I was taken by surprise, but not in the way that he’d expected. When I pulled back, it was because I didn’t know he wanted to kiss me, too.

  We continued kissing, and I was really turned on. His lips were perfect, and he was such a great kisser. He moved his tongue expertly around inside of my mouth.

  I felt his hand slide down to my pussy, and he began to rub it through my jeans. I let out a series of soft moans as he touched me. It felt so good. I had only been fingered one time before in my life. It didn’t end well and had been one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. I tried not to think about it often.

  My attention focused back to his hand, caressing my pussy. I pulled back and stopped him.

  “I’m a virgin,” I said.

  “What, really?” he asked, laughing.

  “Yes, really,” I said.

  “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to laugh. I just didn’t think they existed anymore.”

  “They do,” I said with a grin. “Here I am.”

  “In that case, I’ll take it slow,” he said.

  He started kissing me again. Then he unzipped my pants, and he pulled my jeans right off me.

  “Sit on my desk,” he said.

  I turned around and hopped up on his desk. He walked a couple steps over to me, stepping between my legs, and he started kissing me once again. His hand went right back to my pussy. This time it felt so much different. So much better. He started to massage my clit with his fingers. He went slowly at first, and as our kissing grew more and more intense, so did the way he was touching my clit.

  I felt him slide a finger down farther, and then it went inside of me.

  “Oh, fuck,” I moaned.

  He continued to kiss me as his fingers moved in and out of me. He curved them when they were inside of my pussy, and I could feel him drag them against my pussy walls. There was a spot he kept touching that I figured must have been my g-spot.

  I had masturbated many times before. But I had never even stuck anything inside of me. The time I had been fingered wasn’t like this at all. It was through my clothes. Which is part of the reason it was so embarrassing for me.

  Spencer started to move his fingers in and out of my pussy, faster and faster. I felt his hand collide with me over and over again.

  I moaned for him.

  For the first time in my life, I felt myself getting close to an orgasm. I’ve never had one, besides when I masturbated.

  “Are you close?” he asked.

  I bit down on my lip and nodded. I reminded myself that I needed to be quiet.

  I felt myself on the edge. Everything was growing so intense. My muscles tensed up, and I bit down hard on my lip. I couldn’t concentrate on kissing him anymore, so we stopped that, but our foreheads were pressed together.

  “Come for me,” he said.

  It was all it took. An overwhelming pleasure sensation ran through my entire body. My legs began to tremble, and I could feel my clit pulsing. I was coming. I was actually coming. For the first time in my life, I had been fingered to completion.

  I’d never come so hard before in my life. I had no idea orgasms could be as intense as this one was. I had my eyes closed the entire time, but I was still picturing his face. The way his eyes looked right before I closed them. I thought about his cock sliding in and out of me, and I felt another wave of pleasure rush through me.

  “What do you want me to do?” I asked him when I came down from my orgasm.

  “Nothing,” he said, and then he kissed my lips. “Well, maybe there is something you could do.”

  I was intrigued. “What’s that?”

  “There is a school carnival charity event on Friday. I’d love for you to come.” He put emphasis on the word “come.” Then he winked.

  I smiled and laughed. “I’d love to come,” I said, putting the exact same emphasis on the word.

  He winked at me again and laughed. He seemed to like my sense of humor. I already liked his. After that, he told me to get to work. I left his office and walked out.

  “I was wondering where you went,” Isobel said.

  “Yeah, Spencer just wanted to ask me if I had any questions and make sure that I was prepared for today.”

  I kept my dirty little secret to myself. I was more than prepared to work today now. I was hoping that she had no idea what had just happened in there. I was hoping that nobody in the shop had any idea what just happened. His office was not far away from where everybody was standing.

  “So, I assume you know how to use a cash register,” Isobel said.

  I nodded my head. “Sure do.”

  I followed her over to where the cash register was, and she showed me the basics of it. It was pretty standard. It was one I had used many times before, so it
didn’t take me long to catch on at all.

  “I take my lunch break just before noon,” she said. “Then you can have yours right after I get back from mine. Does that sound fair?”

  “Sounds perfect to me,” I said.

  “You know, Alissa, I really think this is going to be a lot of fun,” she said.

  “I totally agree. I don’t know what it is, but there’s something about you that just makes me feel like I’ve known you my whole life.”

  “That’s how I felt the other day,” she said with a laugh.

  She didn’t say anything the rest the day that hinted that she knew what happened that morning. And I didn’t bring it up. I was able to go home, feeling relieved that no one had any idea of what happened that morning.

  But I did. I thought about it the rest of the day and that night, too. I knew this man was going to be trouble for me. I wasn’t one to just do those sorts of things, and yet, the first day being around him, the first day of my new job, I had dropped all of my reservations and let him finger me. It was damn well worth it, though.

  5

  Spencer

  “Hey man, what’s up?” I said to Liam, my old SEAL buddy, when I answered his phone call.

  “You know just living the life,” he said with a laugh.

  “I’m sure,” I said to him. “So, I’m glad you called.”

  “Why is that?” he asked. “Did you miss me?”

  “Well, I need some advice,” I said.

  I felt weird. I never asked him about these kinds of things. But there was just something about this girl that was driving me nuts. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her since we hooked up Wednesday morning. Since then, I hadn’t really had a chance to see her or talk to her, and I felt awful about it. I didn’t want her to think that I’d done it on purpose. It was just how things were working out.

  “Advice about what?” he asked.

  “Well, there’s this new girl,” I said.

  “And?” he asked.