The Billionaire From Atlanta

by Susan Westwood

  Celeste turned slowly in place and faced him, raising her eyes to meet his. She felt frozen to the spot and her fingers closed tightly around the handle on her bag. He was everything he seemed to be in his images on the dating app, and so much more. There was a vibrancy about him; a great charisma that felt as if it could draw her in and hypnotize her, and she realized that she liked it, a lot.

  “This is a nice room,” she told him with a soft voice and a shy smile.

  “I like it too.” He gave her that friendly grin of his. She saw the lines of his cheeks form around his mouth, and a dimple appeared. It made her smile even bigger.

  Kevin arced an eyebrow at her. “Would you like some champagne? I thought it might help relax us both a bit.”

  Breathing a sigh of relief, she nodded. “That sounds really good.”

  He popped the cork and they both jumped a little, laughing as the bubbly spilled into the glasses and rose to their rims. He handed her glass to her and toasted her.

  “To new friends, and good lovers,” he offered with a flirtatious voice. She laughed softly. “Cheers to that.” Their glasses met and they watched one another as they sipped. She drained her glass and he filled it again.

  “I love this dress you’re wearing. You look lovely. I almost don’t want to take it off of you, it’s so nice.” He winked at her and she felt her whole face grow warm as the fire deep inside of her ignited.

  Something in her broke free of her anxiety, and his naughty and sweet flirt made her want to flirt back with him and play along with his tease. “I could leave it on.” She gave him a tantalizing grin.

  He set his champagne glass down on the table and reached for hers, which was already empty again, and he set hers down as well. Her heart pounded as his eyes stayed on hers and he took a few steps toward her, closing the space between them. Bringing his hands to her face, he cupped her cheeks and gazed into her big, brown eyes.

  “Oh no… please don’t do that. I haven’t been able to think of much else since we first started talking. You really do look lovely in it. Picture perfect, but I can’t wait anymore to discover every part of you beneath it.” His voice was husky and soft, and she lost her breath at his words and his touch as he stared into her eyes just a moment longer before leaning in and closing his mouth over hers.

  Everything inside of her swirled in every direction as he kissed her; gently at first, tasting the champagne on her lips, until she began kissing him in return, and she reached her hands up to his muscular arms. Then he parted her lips and the tip of his tongue met hers, tentative for a moment, hesitant, and then the moment passed, and the spark which had ignited in them both burst into flame, and they explored each other’s mouths with ravenous hunger as soft moans began to issue from their throats.

  When her mouth would no longer satiate his hunger for her, his lips moved hungrily over her neck to her ear, and then slowly, agonizingly, down the open V-neck of her sweater dress. His hands left her face and held her shoulders, pulling her to him as he tasted her dark skin, and she let her head fall back, closing her eyes as his hands moved to her waist and he pulled her body against him.

  Celeste felt him then, hard and yearning against her, and it made her gasp as her whole body tensed. The anticipation of what was about to happen made her heady with abandon and a rushing release of freedom. She could do what she wanted with whom she wanted, and there was nothing to stop her and no one to answer to about it. That realization, as her arms went around him and her hands began to canvass his back and shoulders, gave her a buzz of strength and control and even a little power. It was like a drug to her in a way, and she found herself, much to her delight and surprise, pulling his shirt off of him.

  He lifted his mouth from her skin and looked at her in amazement. “You are something else, do you know that?” he asked breathlessly as he let her pull his clothes from him. He stood before her in nothing but silk boxers, which did nothing to hide his fully erect desire for her.

  “My turn.” He spoke in a low, velvety voice, his eyes locked on hers for a moment. Her heart raced even faster. She took his hand in hers and brought it to her lips, kissing his fingertips and his palm, before bringing his hands to her breasts.

  “Good,” she whispered, watching him watch her. “I want you to touch me.”

  He shook his head slowly and groaned deeply as if he was finding himself in a waking dream. It was only then that his eyes left hers and lowered slowly to her breasts. Taking his time, he undid the small buttons going down the front of her dress, one after the other after the other, until it was fully opened before him and she was partly revealed to him. He moved his hands slowly, gently peeling the soft material off of her curves and sliding her dress over her shoulders and then down to the floor.

  Kevin was breathless as he gazed at her, taking in every inch of her lines and curves, as if he was looking at a woman for the first time. “I never could have imagined this… you are more beautiful than I let myself fantasize.” Then he raised his eyes to hers and touched her cheeks. “Thank you for being here with me, for trusting me, for sharing this with me.”

  She smiled coyly at him, and he dropped his eyes to her matching bra and panties. They were the nicest she had; lavender satin with black lace over them. They flattered her in the best way, and she was so glad that she had them as he moved his hands over them, cupping and massaging her curves before finally sliding them both off her, and groaning again at the sight of her bare body.

  Celeste gasped as his hands formed around her breasts, and his fingers pinched firmly at her hardened nipples. His hands made their way down her body to her hips, reaching over her rounded curves and squeezing them gently as he pulled her body to him, and pressed himself hard against her. A gasp escaped her and she felt herself needing him desperately.

  Then he brought one hand to the front of her, sliding his fingers between her thighs and gently moving them over her soft folds. “God you’re so wet…” he murmured, his mouth against her ear and her hair. She loved the feel of his warm, solid chest against her soft breasts. His fingertips dipped inside of her and stroked her gently.

  “Do you like this?” he asked quietly in her ear as everything in her began to rush like wildfire.

  “Yes.” She closed her eyes and closed her hands tightly around his shoulders.

  He slid his fingers in a little deeper, pressed a little harder, and moved them a little faster. “Do you want more of this, or do you want me inside you?” he asked, teasing her as he began to suck at her neck and nibble on her skin.

  She could barely breathe. “You… please… Kevin, I want you. All of you. Now.”

  The champagne must have gone to her head, she thought. She couldn’t believe she was talking like she was, especially to a man she barely knew online and had only just met in person, but his fingers were like fire inside her, and it only made her hungrier for him.

  “Good,” he moaned in her ear, “because I don’t think I can wait any longer.” He only took his hands from her long enough to slide out of his boxers, and a moment later he had her laid back on the bed, and he was standing over her at the edge of it, gazing down at her.

  She felt beautiful, laying there before him, nude, as she watched him gazing at her with pure hunger on his face, as she felt his warm hands moving slowly over her skin, his fingers firm against her, aching to hold more of her.

  He came to her on the bed, kneeling between her legs as he pushed them apart. She watched in wonder as he stared at every part of her, bringing his mouth to the core of her and sliding his tongue far into her. She arched her back and cried out, and his fingers closed tightly over her hips and thighs.

  He moved his tongue slow and steady at first, but then he began to twist it and turn it, stimulating her more and more, and she moved her body hard against his mouth, her breath short and shallow, soft cries echoing from her over and again until her whole body went rigid with a tidal wave of pleasure and she called out his name loudly, her head pressed back
into the pillows as she closed her fingers tightly in the waves of his hair.

  Kevin moaned with satisfaction and grinned as he moved from between her thighs, bringing his hips to hers. “Now you’re going to be all mine,” he spoke softly as he positioned the tip of himself in her and she reached for him, clinging to his shoulders and his back. Inch by tantalizingly slow inch, he slid his thickness into her, filling her as she trembled beneath him, immersed in passion and fire, until the length of him was finally engulfed in her body. It was only then that he began to move in her, slowly and deliberately, and she swayed her hips with his as their mouths met and their tongues twisted together again.

  His hand closed firm over her breast as they moved, and in moments he broke their kiss, filling his mouth with her nipple and breast, sucking and biting her gently as she gasped and moaned beneath him, her fingertips digging into him. He began to move faster as the passion between them overtook them, and she wrapped her legs around him, drawing him into her fully with each thrust. His moans became louder and he held her tight against him as he buried his face in her neck.

  “I can’t hold this back!” He breathed against her skin. “You turn me on too much!”

  “Don’t hold anything back!” she answered breathlessly, rocking herself hard against him. Her body stiffened again and she cried out as release overtook her and she came again, and at the sound of it, he cried out and his orgasm came fast and hard.

  Both of them were tense for long moments until finally their breathing slowed, their muscles began to relax, and he slowly slid himself from her and lay beside her in the bed, staring at her in utter disbelief.

  “You are amazing,” he whispered as he leaned forward and kissed her lips softly. She was surprised, he seemed so overwhelmed by her.

  “You are pretty amazing too.” She laughed softly and kissed him tenderly in return. “That was incredible.”

  He grinned a boyish grin at her, and wrapped his arms around her pulling her close against him. He held her and kissed her here and there, as they were both awash in blissful afterglow. Then he leaned up on his arm with his head resting in his hand and gazed interestedly at her.

  His eyes were steady on hers and he spoke softly. “I want more.”

  Chapter2

  She blinked in surprise. “More?”

  He chuckled. “Well, definitely more of you tonight, but I mean I want to know more about you. I know this is just supposed to be a hookup for us, but… I’m curious about you. Would you mind telling me a little bit more about yourself please?”

  Celeste bit at her lower lip and he dropped his gaze, looking hungrily at her mouth. The smoldering gaze only lasted a second before he leaned forward and kissed her lips softly, savoring them before he leaned back and rested his head in his hand again.

  She leaned up the same way that he was, laying parallel to him, facing him, their bodies warm and their legs entwined. He reached his free hand to her and traced his finger along her cheek. “What do you do?” he asked, moving his fingertip along the line of her lips and then down her chin and neck to her breasts, where his fingers stroked her almost delicately. Her nipple hardened at his slight touch, and he teased it with feather softness as he watched her.

  She hadn’t intended on sharing her real life with him, only her body for a couple of hours, but as they lay there, side by side, there was a synergy between them; a chemistry and a magnetism that could not be denied, and she found herself wanting to share more of herself with him than she had.

  Conversation about themselves made their situation truly intimate. Giving him a shy smile, she drew in a deep breath. “Well, I go to night school and I’m hoping to graduate soon with a bachelor’s and then find a way to go on for my master’s in business.”

  He lowered a brow and looked at her curiously. “Why night school? Are you working during the day?”

  “Yeah. I work at a grocery store. I’m a checkout girl at the register. The hours are somewhat flexible because the store is open twenty-four hours, but not flexible enough for me to go to school as much as I need to during the day to get the master’s degree. It’s a challenge. I don’t make much money at the store, but I’m willing to work hard for what I want, so I’m doing my best to try to get another job, you know, something that pays more that might be able to fit around a new school schedule for the next degree.” She rolled her eyes just a little.

  “It’s hard to find a good paying job as a black woman. I know times should have changed enough by now that that shouldn’t be a problem, especially in this city, but it is. Racial barriers are alive and well, even in Atlanta. I don’t let it stop me, though. I just keep on going.” She lifted her chin slightly.

  He frowned a little and considered what she was saying. “I had no idea it was still going on. I’d have thought it was part of our disgraceful history in this country.”

  Celeste shook her head. “Oh, it’s there.” She felt things getting a little heavy between them, and decided to shift the conversation. “What about you? What do you do?”

  His eyes held hers for a moment and he smiled gently. “Me? Oh… I’m an accountant for a big company in the city.”

  She tilted her head a little as she looked at him and confusion flickered in her warm brown eyes. “You are? So…” She paused a moment as she took him in. “You’re a really good-looking guy with a really good job in the city…” She stopped for a moment and gave her head a shake as if doing so would make her confusion fall into place and make more sense. “So, what are you doing looking for a girl from my part of town? Honey, you know you could have anyone you wanted. I’m from the wrong side of the tracks! Why in the world did you come looking for me?”

  It was him then who drew in the long breath. He reached his hand out to her and traced his fingertip down her cheek to her lips, and then he leaned forward to kiss them softly and slowly, stirring the heated embers in her again before he leaned back.

  “You’re not wrong about that. There are women around me in my life who are interested in me, but they’re all about money and position, power and privilege. They’re extremely shallow. I want a real woman. A deep woman. I’ve come to learn that women who work hard and dedicate themselves are the most real. Nothing is handed to them, so they go after what they want, and they make it theirs. That’s the kind of woman that I am most attracted to, that I find irresistible. Someone like you. Someone who is willing to do whatever it takes to make her dreams come true.” He spoke with a serious tone, and she knew that he meant every word that he said.

  She couldn’t help the smile that spread wide over her face. “Then I’m your kind of girl.”

  He chuckled quietly and leaned forward to kiss her again for a long moment before laying his head back on the pillow. “You certainly are.” He chewed thoughtfully on his lower lip for a moment, and then leaned up on his elbow. “You know… if you’re interested, I could see about getting you a job at the company where I work. I know that with the bachelor’s degree you’d have a good chance at getting a much better job than the cashier position you’re in now. What do you think? Would you like me to see what I can do about maybe getting you placed at my company?”

  Celeste could hardly believe her ears. “Are you serious? You’d really do that for me?” She wondered if he was just saying whatever he thought might impress her, but then again, they had already had incredible sex, so it wasn’t as if he needed to say or do anything to get further with her. She let herself wonder for a long moment if he was in earnest.

  He smiled back at her, and she could swear that she saw in his eyes that he was being completely genuine with her. “Yes of course.” He peered closely at her. “I mean that. I’ll be glad to see what I can do. I have some friends in high places there. I bet I could help you find a good job there. Send me your resume and I’ll see what I can do. I mean it.” He gazed at her intently and she felt a bubble of hope begin to swell inside her chest.

  “I’ll do it,” she answered with a little laugh. �
�I’ll send you my resume. Who knows, it might work. Maybe it’s really worth trying!”

  “I can promise you that it is,” he told her confidently and then leaned close to her mouth again as he pulled her body near to him. “I’d be glad to do that for you.”

  “Thank you,” she said softly as she formed her lips against his and began to kiss him slowly and sensually.

  He slid his hands around her hips and rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him and then sliding his hands over her thighs and her full curves, squeezing gently as he grew hard against her.

  “I want you again,” he murmured quietly against her mouth. “You’re so delicious.”

  “I want you too.” Her voice was like black velvet and it made him moan from far down in his chest.

  Her body was ready for him, and she rose slightly above him and slid him into her so very slowly, teasing him and kissing him as she took her time filling herself with him. When he was completely inside of her, they began to move again, slowly rocking with each other, and she arched backward, letting her head fall back as she reveled in the intense pleasure that he gave to her.