by Ruby Forrest
Tom led them through the hallway, passing by a few people. None of them seemed to pay attention and continued on chatting, flirting and drinking. They passed through the stairways leading back downstairs and beyond the hallway bathroom and powder room. Eventually they came to the end of a bend and there was a small closet. Beside it was a narrow staircase leading to the attic door.
When Tom opened the door and took Selena inside she was surprised to find the attic looked more like a master’s bedroom than a storage room. There was a large bed covered in a white duvet and crimson comforter, an elegant oakwood cabinet and dresser, a TV mounted on the wall and a small fridge beside the bed. On top of the fridge was a lamp. It looked like an expensive hotel room.
“You call this an attic?” she asked as she gawked at the room.
He shrugged, “Guys like to fix up their basement with video games and stuff then call it a man-cave. I have one of those so for the attic I turned it into my personal luxury room. I can just chill here without anyone bugging me. Nobody goes looking for someone in the attic. They usually think I’m downstairs tuning up a car, working in my office or playing games in the basement. In here I can be free.”
Selena took a seat on the edge of the bed, “You’ve got a pretty big corner to be yourself. When I want to be alone I go to the park.”
“Solitude with nature?” Tom asked as he opened the fridge and took two cans of beer. He opened one up and handed it to Selena.
She took it, sipped, and then answered “No, not that kind of park. I mean the children’s park down Maple Street. I like to sit on one of the swings and just think, usually with a Slurpee or something cold.”
“That’s adorable,” he told her. “I haven’t been to a children’s park since I was eight or nine.”
“Seriously?” she looked at him in horror. “Oh god, we need to go tomorrow.”
“Oh, so now I’m guaranteed to see you tomorrow,” Tom poked fun at her.
Selena’s jaw dropped when she realized she had blurted that out, “Okay, you got me there.”
“I’m good for tomorrow,” he told her nonchalantly, pushing forward with the thought.
Selena sipped again from her drink and looked at him as she said “All right, then, tomorrow it is but only if you help me with something first.”
“You’re bribing me and charging me to spend time with you,” he commented before he drank. He did chuckle at the thought then said “Okay, what’s this one condition?”
“Help me with this job thing,” Selena told him. “There’s a designer’s company downtown. I think I’ll get in if I show them a good portfolio.”
Tom grinned then asked, “Oh, so you’re a designer or something like that? You want me to put in a good word for you?”
Selena laughed and then gave him a soft punch in the gut before replying, “No! I don’t need anything like that. My car’s due for maintenance tomorrow and I need a ride so if you help me get there in time I’ll let you take me on a date to the park.”
“Oh, so now it’s a date?” he again gave her that grin. She loved that look on his face. It gave a unique sparkle to his eyes and she knew he was playing with her at this point but she was having so much fun too.
“Shut up,” she told him and placed her beer can on the floor. “Can I have another one?”
Tom lay back on the bed, reached over his head to open the fridge then handed a can of beer to Selena without sitting back up. As she took it she saw him close his eyes and rest his hands on his chest, holding his can so it wouldn’t spill.
“Hey, don’t fall asleep,” she told him.
“Just relaxing,” he answered.
‘What the hell,’ Selena thought to herself and she lay back down as well. This was when she noticed the ceiling was covered with glow-in-the-dark stars and a moon. It looked like a kid’s ceiling.
She nudged him with her elbow, “Really? Glow-in-the-dark stickers?”
He shrugged then pointed out to one of the formations. It looked like a sword, “Yeah. I loved these things when I was a kid. I always wanted to be an astronaut and visit other planets and stuff. Even today, that’s still kind of my thing.”
“You’re twelve,” she commented.
“Twenty-eight,” he told her. “Sadly though, I never got to touch the stars.”
Selena sat up for a minute, finished her drink then placed the can down on the floor, beside the previous one. She then lay back down and snuggled in a little closer and told him, “I don’t really know what it is you do. I mean, I know you’re some big hot-shot since you live in this house and all but I don’t really know what you do.”
Tom turned to his side, drank a bit, and then placed his can down. He then lay down and turned to his side to face Selena, “I’m a programmer. I help make video games, actually.”
“You earned all this making video games?” Selena gave a genuine look of amazement. She then turned to her side just like he did and now they lay face-to-face.
He nodded back, “Yes. Games these days have budgets that can rival Hollywood movies. I got really good at coding. When I was in high school I wanted to make games because at least in a virtual sense I could still go to the stars. I made a game where the goal was to visit other planets and then make a community out of the natural resources and stuff like that. I don’t want to bore you with all the nerdy stuff.”
Selena smiled and bit her lower lip before she replied, “No, no, I like it.”
“Even the boring stuff?” he asked as he cupped her cheek with his hand. It felt warm.
“Especially the boring stuff,” she answered as she closed her eyes and nestled her face into his hand. “I only just met you but at least this way I get to know you for who you are. The real you, I mean, not the fancy rich guy everyone wants to be friends with outside this room.”
Tom stared back at her for the longest time she could imagine, without saying a single word. He just stared into her eyes and yet despite the silence she didn’t feel any bit awkward. Maybe it was the alcohol swirling in her or just the fact she was incredibly comfortable with him, she didn’t care.
Maybe that was what she felt when he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer. She scooted in and closed her eyes when she felt his lips suddenly land on hers.
Chapter Three
It was a soft kiss, brief and gentle. When their lips parted she opened her eyes and looked to find his staring right back. For a second she was unsure, as if a nudge of hesitance was tugging at her chest, but then it subsided when he leaned back in for another kiss and then another. With each kiss he planted she felt her breath taken away and she inched her body closer to him. As she did she felt his arms wrap around her little form.
His kisses became deeper, with pressure, and she felt her whole body seemingly crushed by his passion. She gave it up to him, allowing him to engulf her with each kiss and she opened to him, letting their tongues tie and dance as their bodies began to grind against each other in a slow and steady rhythm.
She could feel a warm knot in her chest begin to flare as they continued to kiss and his arms begin to roam across the expanse of her body. His fingertips danced wherever they travelled, gently caressing her as they glided from her back to her arms and to her waist.
Tom grabbed a hold of her and moved, positioning himself now on top of her. He was gentle, however, and careful to make sure she wasn’t uncomfortable underneath his weight. She bit her lip and looked up to him, stealing a look at the fire in his eyes before he dug back in and kissed her on the cheek. She shut her eyes and softly let out a moan when his lips found their way to her neck, just underneath her ear.
His hips began to grind steadily against her own and his body forced her to spread her legs and wrap them around his body. Underneath her short skirt she could feel her womanhood begin to heat and get wet as she felt his body rub against hers. His warm, lustful kisses descended down her neck and as they did she felt his groin push against
hers – he was hard.
Selena’s hands combed through his hair and held tight as he bit down on her right breast. She let out a soft moan again and again right as his left hand began wandering to her other side, slowly massaging her breast in a circular motion.
Tom continued his decent, kissing and suckling on her flesh like a hungry animal down towards her tummy and even below that. When he got down to her skirt she let go of his hair and helped him undo the fastening on her clothes. Tom tossed the mini-skirt to the floor and rushed in to lick at her womanhood, shaved, warm and soaking in anticipation.
“F-fuck,” Selena uttered softly when she felt his mouth devour her pussy. Her legs tightened as he continued to dig into her hungrily. He didn’t stop and drilled his tongue deep into her flesh, letting it slide between the folds and into the inner walls. When she felt him dig in that deep she began to moan even louder and she tugged at his hair. She wanted him, she needed him now. She wanted to feel him ravage her and plunge himself deep into her.
Good thing was, Tom knew what she felt and moved back up, kissing her body as he did. She was going to remove her top but he grabbed her by the wrists and held them over her head as he slowly positioned himself. With his other hand he undid the buttons of his pants and he kicked them off.
Selena looked down and saw the anger in his member. It was thick, longer than any she had ever seen, and it was furiously stiff and hungry. She opened her legs and bit down on Tom’s neck as he grabbed a hold of her and slowly began to push himself into her.
The first plunge was a shock. It felt like an arrow piercing right through her flesh and she let out a soft yelp when he pulled back and pushed again. This time it penetrated deeper, pushing its way through the folds of her pussy. He pushed again and again, each time getting in deeper into her body. Each time the juices flowed more and he began to slide in easily and with comfort.
That didn’t mean it was entirely without struggle. She was much smaller than he was and her petite frame and his large cock meant she was tighter than expected. She could feel the walls of her flesh strangle his cock as it bore into her and she glimpsed for a moment to languish at the look of ecstasy bedazzled on his face.
Slowly they got into a steady rhythm and he began to pump into her faster and faster. His hands steadily gripped onto her waist but as they got into a more vicious cycle he took one of her hands and together they squeezed her breast, making her moan out even louder.
However, she didn’t want him to have all the fun. She pushed him off for a second and continued to press onto his chest until he was the one with his back on the bed. She smiled down as she sat on his lap and removed her top. Now she was in his full sight and she marveled at the way he looked at her as she lifted her body up, grabbed his cock and helped it find its way into her.
Gently, she began to bounce on top of his cock. She could feel the cheeks of her bottom as they slapped against his thighs. In this position, however, his cock was in full force as it pushed into her body and she shut her eyes as she quickly began to lose her mind. Soon enough she was sliding up and down in succession with his hands gripping tightly on her breasts. He would sometimes squeeze down on her nipples and twist, making her shout out and moan even more.
In minutes she began to sway her body, almost like giving a lap dance, grinding her body against his. His fingertips traced the outline of her form until eventually he had one hand massaging her breast and the other slowly circling above her womanhood.
Selena could feel the knot in her gut and chest begin to pulsate and she knew she was reaching her peak. She began to pump herself up and down in a faster rhythm, allowing his member to thrust in deep into her flesh and soon enough she began losing herself to the moment. She was moaning, her eyes shut, and her whole body began to tense.
When she came, her whole body shuddered for a fleeting moment and soon she felt all her strength leave her. It felt relaxing, soothing and she knew she wanted more. Fortunately for her, so did Tom.
He turned her over, keeping her down on her knees and elbows. With his hands on her waist, he penetrated from behind and in this position she could feel the enormity of his cock as it parted her flesh and dug deep inside of her. With each thrust she felt her bottom slap against his thighs and his grip on her waist got tighter as he began to go faster and deeper.
“Fuck me,” she moaned out when she felt his cock thrust in again and again. “F-fuck me!”
Tom took her hair with one hand and yanked, keeping her head up, and continued to pull as he pounded into her angrily and excitedly. It did not take long in this manner for her to feel him tense and soon enough he was ready to explode.
Tom pulled out and immediately Selena turned around to take his warm member into her mouth. She felt his hands push down on her head and she took him willingly, right as he blew his load into her mouth.
It was warm, thick and yet satisfyingly salty and sweet in a strange manner. When she had cleaned him with her mouth and tongue she looked up at him and Tom had a wicked smile on his face. It was that smile that stuck in her mind, long after the hour had passed.
End of Sample
WICKED BILLIONAIRE
Chapter One
Kayla woke to the smell of coffee brewing. She yawned and stretched before sitting herself up to look around. The room was a mess and the bed even more so but she expected no less given she and Dean were all over the place, getting drunk and having sex.
“Dean?” she called out as she tiptoed around the room, naked, looking for her clothes. She found her panties underneath the bed and immediately put them on but had trouble looking for her jeans and shirt. Ready to walk out she just settled with one of his shirts, black and well oversized for her.
She called out again as she opened the bedroom door and peaked out into the hallway. How does he live out here all alone? She thought to herself. It was a question she had been asking all week, ever since she met him at the club.
A smile broke across her face when she recalled the first time he came up to her. She was wearing a white, backless mini-dress and had her blonde hair tied up, exposing her neck and the looped earrings she got from Christmas. Dean walked up to her and handed her a bottle of beer, trying to hide the nervousness in his voice with the booming sound of the club’s music.
“I ordered two drinks but I can only drink one,” he said as he approached her. “Maybe you could help me finish the other?”
It was cute and obviously just a pickup line but Kayla liked the effort. She took him up on the offer and accepted the drink. They ended up dancing the whole night together and she got so drunk she couldn’t remember how she ended up in his car. She did remember the shock when he pulled her in close and began kissing her. At first she wanted him to stop but then the pressure of his body against hers was overwhelming. She felt warm and soon her whole body was anxious for more. In the end, she was the one who took off her clothes and allowed him to take over.
Dean then took her to his home and it was only then she discovered he wasn’t just some guy looking for pussy in the club. He was Dean Marshall, the richest real estate mogul this side of the country. His house was big enough to fit her whole apartment compound. He even had a private gym, swimming pool, two basements filled with tables and games for parties and he had a personal gaming room as well.
The only problem was that Dean lived all alone. A quick search online and she read he lost both parents at a young age – his mother died of cancer and his father died a year later in a skiing accident. He had no close relatives, no siblings and not even a dog or cat to keep him company.
Instead, he was just out of the house all the time, burying himself in work or getting drunk to screw random girls. Kayla knew she was just a random girl but for the past week she had managed to keep his attention – and his cock – entirely on her.
“Dean?” she called out one more time as she tiptoed across the living room, a large circular area of the house with black leather c
ouches and a large 4K Ultra HD television mounted on the wall.
“In here,” he answered. His voice was coming from the kitchen and she quickly headed in that direction.
The kitchen could be a hotel room with how big it was and how complete it was. There was a TV mounted on the wall and there was even a recliner and couch. At one corner was a bar section and she found Dean, clad only in his briefs, standing by an espresso machine making two cups of coffee.
“You woke up early again,” she told him as she walked up behind him and gave a hug.
His hand traced across her arms and he said, “Sorry about that. I had to get online and file a few documents. Want some coffee? I made some cappuccino.”
Kayla let go of him, stepped up to his side and took a cup. After taking a sip she smiled and rested her head on his arm.
“You’re in a good mood,” he said. “By the way, you sure it’s okay you’re staying here this long? You sure no one’s looking for you?”
“Why, you want to kick me out?” she asked in response, half-jokingly and half serious.
Dean laughed and then clarified, “No, I didn’t mean it like that. I just don’t want someone breaking down my doors thinking I kidnapped you or something.”
“Oh, but you did kidnap me,” she said in a low, seductive tone. “You got me drunk and then fucked me ‘till I couldn’t walk. Then you kept me here in your castle to fuck me again.”
They both laughed but Kayla realized her joke was somewhat true.
“You little kinky girl,” he remarked before taking a drink of his coffee. “Maybe I should make that a reality.”
“You’re such an evil schemer,” she replied.
“Got to live up to my reputation,” he then told her. “By the way, I do have to go today. I’ve a few appointments I need to attend for work and all. Can I leave you here?”
