Passion Abroad: A BWWM Billionaire Holiday Romance

by J A Fielding

  “Is that a bad thing?”

  “Don’t ever do that again. Ever,” she said with a smile as she looked at him.

  “Well, you can’t blame me for being excited that I have an African American girlfriend,” he shrugged.

  She looked up at him as her cheeks flushed. “Girlfriend?”

  “What? Too soon?” he asked. She shook her head and opened her mouth to speak but she had nothing. It was too soon and after what had happened between him and Zoe and her and Eli, she didn’t want to do anything that would see their whirlwind romance come to an end. Her gaze fell as she quickly clicked send on the email. He sat down next to her as she put her iPad aside. “Erica,” he called as he put his finger on her chin and lifted her face to her.

  “I’m sorry…” she started as she looked at him. “I don’t know what to say.”

  “Then don’t say anything,” he said as he looked at her. He placed a hand against her cheek and leaned in to kiss her. She closed her eyes and kissed him back. She felt his tongue seeking out hers as his other hand slowly went down her back. She pulled away and looked at him. There was a tingle going down her spine as he looked into her eyes. “I guess someone is not into labeling,” he said in a soft voice.

  “It always ruins everything,” she said. He touched the back of her neck and pulled her to him.

  “Not this time,” he said before he kissed her forehead lovingly. She watched him as he looked into her eyes. He then got up and walked to the living room. She had a smile on her face as she climbed off the bed. She could not even wipe the grin off her face as she sat on the toilet to pee. Maybe he was right. Maybe labeling things was not such a bad idea. “Have any ideas on what we should do later today? Dinner maybe?” she heard him call out from the living room.

  “Maybe we should make travel plans first. I mean, we don’t even know when we are leaving Caracas,” she said as she flushed.

  “Done and done. We will be on the ten AM flight to Athens,” Daniel said. He was now walking towards the bedroom. “And where’d you go? I wanted to get my reward for you loving the trip up the mountain,” he said as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She tugged at her hair and undid the bun in her hair before she loosened the braid letting her hair fall around her shoulders.

  “Coming,” she said as she pulled her top off. She took off her pants and then her underwear before she tossed everything aside. “Give me just a few minutes,” she said as she started the shower. She stepped into the running water and rolled her head up, letting the water fall on her face. She reached for the shower gel and squeezed a generous amount on her loofah. She was not sure whether she was taking extra-long in the shower because she was scared that Daniel had just called her his girlfriend after a little under two weeks, or the fact that she was not sure what she was feeling. She was confused. When she finally got out of the shower, she toweled down and lotioned up before she put on a bathrobe.

  “Erica? Need some help in there?” Daniel asked as she brushed her damp hair. She walked out of the bathroom and looked at him.

  “I’m here,” she said as she looked at him.

  “You took a shower without me?” he asked feigning hurt. She looked at him and gave him a sad smile.

  “The bathroom is right there. You could have very well just walked in,” she said as she sat on the bed.

  “It’s the VIP suite. The walls here are thicker than a fort,” Daniel said as he looked at her. She shrugged and looked at her. “Okay, something’s bugging you, clearly,” he said as he turned to look at her.

  She tried to force a smile but she couldn’t. She looked at him and shook her head. “Nothing’s wrong.”

  Daniel smiled and nodded knowingly.

  “It’s the girlfriend thing. Isn’t it?” he said. She looked at him and opened her mouth to speak again but she still couldn’t bring herself to say anything. She had nothing to say. “You don’t have to consider yourself my girlfriend if you are not ready for it. In fact, let’s just stop talking about this altogether,” he said as he held her hand in his. She looked at him and smiled.

  “That sounds good,” she looked at him and smiled.

  “That’s what I love to hear,” he said as he put his hand under her damp hair. “Now come down here and let me have you,” he added as he brought her head down and kissed her deeply. She moaned softly into his mouth. She closed her eyes and let her tongue find his, softly rubbing against his. He pulled away from her and looked at the V of her robe. She looked at him and kissed him again. Their kisses were getting deeper and hotter and so was she. She held the back of his neck as she let her lips crush against his. She was moaning and letting herself go in his arms. She pulled back and pulled his t-shirt over his head. She looked down at his abs and slowly caressed them. He looked up at her and smiled. “You’re sure you don’t want me to shower first? I mean we were out all day,” he said. She shook her head and slowly planted kisses up his abs.

  “I don’t care. I love how you smell,” she said as she trailed her kisses up his chest to his neck. He closed his eyes as he got on his back allowing her on top of him. She moaned and brought her lips back up to his mouth and his hand found the V in her robe. She moaned into his mouth again as she felt him searching for her breasts. She shivered when his hand brushed against her taut nipple. She pulled away from his mouth and resumed her soft kisses on his chest slowly working her way down, all the way to his waist. She looked up at him as she undid the buttons on his jeans and then pulled down the zipper. She smiled when she noticed that he didn’t have any underwear on. “Someone forget a vital garment this morning?” she asked in a seductive voice. He raised his head and looked at her as she pulled down his jeans.

  “Pants off. Talk later,” he said as he raised his hips allowing her to pull down his pants easier. He grabbed a condom from the top drawer of the night stand as she worked the jeans off his ankles. She brought herself back up on top of him and he placed the condom in her open palm. She looked down at him as she fumbled with the wrapper and then dressed him in it. She was using her mouth and her hand to push the rubber down to the base of his cock. “Ride me, baby,” he said in a low voice. She smiled as she got on top of him and guided his cock to her entrance. She moaned softly as she felt his cock slowly entering her, stretching her out.

  And ride him she did. She went from slowly raising her hips on and off his cock, as he grabbed the robe and pulled it apart. She looked down at him as he raised his head and took one of her nipples in his mouth. She moaned softly and threw her head back as she felt his tongue circling her nipple. His other hand was securely clamped on her waist as he raised his hips to meet her every downward movement. His face was flushed and his skin was damp as she went on slamming herself against him, making him moan loudly. She looked down at him panting as he released her nipple. She was moaning as she felt him taking her other nipple in between his teeth. Fear and excitement gripped her as she felt her nipple roll in between his teeth. She tried to move herself on and off him again but she was slower this time and Daniel couldn’t have it.

  Daniel suddenly slipped his arm around her waist and flipped her over. She watched him as he knelt in between her knees. She gasped and arched her back when she felt him push two fingers deep inside her pussy. He was moving his fingers in and out of her so fast that she was sure if the walls were not as thick as Daniel had said, everyone in the hotel would have heard her. He had his thumb pressed against her clitoris rubbing it as he fingered her harder and harder and as much as she loved what he was doing to her, she would have done anything to just have him get inside her and finish it off. But every time she opened her mouth to talk, he would shove his fingers back into her so hard and so deep that she could not manage to get any words out. She was feverish when he finally pulled his fingers out of her but he was still rubbing her clit fast and hard. She looked at him as she moved back further and further until her back was against the head board. There was nowhere for her to go. She could feel her pussy g
etting wetter and the way he was rubbing her was getting her too close to orgasm. She had given up ever having him back inside her. She moaned and gasped loudly as he rubbed her, his index finger gently rubbing against her open slit. It was almost too much for her. He finally pulled his hand away from her pussy and brought her hand down to kiss her.

  “Tell me what you’d like,” he said when he pulled away from her.

  “You know what I’d really like? For you to just fuck me Reese,” she said in a soft voice. It was like her words invoked a new kind of personality. She could no longer see the man she had come to know in those eyes. She could only see his burning passion. He moved down on the bed and grabbed her by the ankles before he pulled her down on the bed. He then got in between her legs and sunk himself balls deep inside her. She gasped loudly and grabbed a lock of his hair as he began moving himself in and out of her. Each stroke was slowly sending her over the edge and he knew that from the way her pussy kept on squeezing his cock. She had her eyes closed as he looked down at her but he wanted to look into her eyes. Into her soul.

  “Open your eyes, Erica. I want you to look at me baby,” he moaned as he went on fucking her hard. Her eyes fluttered open as he went on delving deep into her making her lips quiver. She spread herself even wider and let herself go as she felt herself unraveling in his arms. Daniel was struggling to hold himself up as he felt a different kind of heat engulfing him. It was too much. He gasped into her damp hair and collapsed on top of her panting hard. “What the hell have you done to me woman? Why can’t I have enough of you?” he asked in a whisper as he gasped for breath. A smile played on her lips. She knew the answer to that question but she couldn’t let herself answer. She draped an arm around his shoulder and held him tightly as she felt him slipping out of her.

  Chapter 10

  To say that Erica was excited as she and Daniel left Caracas for Athens, would have been a gross understatement. The truth was that she was ecstatic. She could not wait to be in a new place…with Daniel. She suddenly wanted to pinch herself. Every time she thought about how happy she was with him, she wanted to pinch herself. She didn’t like the fact that she liked him a bit too much.

  “What about him drives me so damn wild?” she wondered as she looked at a sleeping Daniel. They were a couple of hours away from Athens and after almost thirteen hours of flying, Daniel had given into his primal need and snoozed off. “What about him is so different? What makes me so crazy and so scared of having him in my life?” She was not sure about anything anymore.

  Actually, what she was feeling was what her sister would define as ‘being in love’. She shook her head at the thought. All she knew was the fact that she was confused…a lot. She reached for the iPad she had stashed in the seat pocket and sighed. She needed to get everything she was feeling out. And the best way she knew how, the only way she knew how was to write. She needed to write.

  For years, that was the only thing she could do that could actually ensure that she kept herself sane. She sighed when she remembered her detachable keyboard was in the luggage compartment above. She unbuckled her seatbelt and stood up slowly, careful not to wake Daniel. She pulled her bag from the luggage compartment before she got her keyboard. She put the bag back in the compartment and sat down wondering how she would start her entry. She looked at Daniel again as she sat down and sighed. “Just like journalism club back in college. Just put your thoughts down,” she thought as she opened a new document. She looked at the screen and attached the keyboard making a small computer from the two gadgets. “Just put down your thoughts. My thoughts…what do I think about Daniel Reese?” She was now drumming her fingers against the sides of her screen.

  Two weeks ago, I met the one good man who… She stopped and read the line she had just typed.

  “That just sounds corny,” she thought as she erased it. She didn’t know whether to be real or poetic. She wanted to express the confusion she felt. The crazy weird things she had going in her head, in her heart. She was just about to begin typing when a flight attendant passed by checking if everyone had their seatbelts on. She had been too engrossed in what she was doing that she had not noticed the seatbelt signal come on. She quickly buckled herself in and sighed. She found herself picturing the office back when she was doing mediation. She would tell her clients to look at each other and speak from the heart. Maybe that was exactly what she needed to do. Look at Daniel and speak from the heart. She turned and looked at Daniel. She could not help but smile when she looked at him. He had beautiful long eyelashes that made her conclude that he would father some beautiful girls someday. The three stray hairs that usually fell out of place shielding his eyes were at it again. She looked at him and suddenly, it all dawned on her, what she wanted to say.

  They say that all good men are either married or gay. Well, as it turns out, I may have just met the one good man who isn’t married, gay or held down by anyone. He is a gentleman and he is good looking and I know, the one question I should be asking myself is what is wrong with him? Right? Well, I have been asking myself the same question for the last two weeks. Every time I look at him I feel like there is something I am missing, something I am not seeing. Or is it that I am too infatuated with his perfect gentlemanly personality that I cannot see what is right in front of me?

  She looked at Daniel again and smiled.

  Or is it that the universe is finally giving me something rather than taking something away? I could very well be falling for him and I don’t even realize it or I realize it and I am afraid of what I might be getting myself into? Eli was the same at first. Sweet, nice and loving and then he suddenly became this lying, cheating bastard. I gave him everything. My heart, my love, my all and he swung shit at me. I’m scared of giving into what I am feeling. What if I give into everything and then I end up in the same position I was in with Eli? What if I admit that I have feelings for him and he hurts me? I can’t…I can’t take another heart break.

  She didn’t know how she had gone from writing about Daniel and how he made her happy to Daniel and his potential to hurt her. She couldn’t let this happen. Not again. She looked at him and slipped her hand into his making him stir a little. She leaned back against the seat and rolled her head to the side as his eyelids fluttered open.

  “Hey there,” he said in a low voice. She smiled at him.

  “Hey,” she said in a whisper. “Sleep okay?”

  “As well as I could manage,” he said with a smile. He turned on the plane navigation and smiled. “We’re almost there,” he said as he looked out the window. She nodded and turned off her iPad before she detached the keyboard and stashed it in the seat pocket. “What? The in-flight entertainment wasn’t good enough?” he asked.

  “Kind of. I just needed to make a journal entry,” she said.

  “You journal?” he asked raising an eyebrow at her. “What is that supposed to mean? You made it sound like it was such a big idea. In a bad way,” she frowned.

  He shook his head and straightened his back against the seat.

  “No, what I meant was that you…you don’t look like the kind to journal. You look like a shooting range kind of person.”

  “There is a lot you are yet to find out about me,” she said. “But you are not so far off as far as the shooting range is concerned.”

  Daniel’s eyes lit up.

  “So I was right about that? You like guns?”

  “Actually Emily is more of the shooting range kind of girl. She actually has a gun collection…beats me why she needs a collection of firearms,” she said.

  Daniel raised an eyebrow. “You are kidding right? I mean you are familiar with the second amendment, right?”

  “Yes I am but she has a collection. Almost three,” she said matter of factly making Daniel laugh. “What? What’s so funny?” she asked as he looked at him.

  “Well, when you said collection, I was picturing something like this,” he said as he reached for his phone from his pocket. She waited as he scrolled throu
gh the pictures to show her a photo of a room literally lined with firearms.

  “Whoa,” Erica said under her breath. “Why the hell would you even need so many of these anyway?” she asked as she looked at the guns.

  “Well, I like to consider myself an enthusiast really. See that?” he asked as he pointed at one of the firearms on the wall. It looked old school. If she didn’t know any better she would have thought it to have been used in the civil war. “That’s a 73 Cal pistol. It was used in the American Civil War,” he said. She smiled in satisfaction. At least she was not completely oblivious as far as firearms were concerned.

  “That’s definitely a beaut. I can say that for sure,” she said as she double tapped on the screen to enlarge the photo.

  “I’ll make a gun enthusiast out of you, Hayes,” he said as he looked into her eyes.

  “I have been dodging my sister on that for most of my adult life. I’m not sure how successful you are going to be in that,” she said just as the captain announced over the system that the passengers should prepare for landing.

  “I don’t know about that,” he said with a smile. “If you had told me a month ago that I would be traveling the world with a woman who would take my heart captive, I would have most probably laughed in your face. So you coming to see the other side of firearms like I do is definitely a possibility,” he said as he lifted the window blind as per the flight regulations.

  She looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “Take your heart captive?”

  “Really? Out of all that, that’s all you got?”

  “I can’t help it if some words you speak totally catch me off guard,” she shrugged. “You almost sound like an actor on some Shakespearean play or something.”

  He looked at her and took one of her hands in his.

  “Guess that’s the effect you have on me,” he said before he looked out the window. “Say hello to Greece,” he said with a smile.

  She looked out the window and a smile played on her lips. The perfect blue of the water and the white of the buildings was more than enough to send a warm tingle down her spine. The small specks of luscious green vegetation was a welcome sight contrasting the white and blue. She was going to love her time here. She was going to cherish her time here.