The Billionaire and the Assistant (The Billionaires 3)

“I kinda thought we had our first date back in December and then we had that honeymoon so that should count as at least one date and so that would make this our third date.”

“It would, would it?” I grinned.

“And I want to let you know, that I put out on a third date.” she said.

This time, though it killed me, we sat and ate our dinner before leaving the restaurant, but this time we went back to her apartment.

The minute we were through her door, we were pulling the clothes off one another. It had been so many weeks since I’d been inside her and I needed to fuck her hard. The predator inside me wanted to mark her and let her know she was mine. Stripped down to her underwear I grabbed hold of her panties and ripped them clean off her body. Then I threw her on the couch and placed my own naked body over hers. She placed her hands under her back and unclasped her bra. I helped her out of it and threw it to the floor. Her body was illuminated by the light from the street coming in through the window, bathing her in a warm glow. I sucked a breast into my mouth before biting on her nipple.

“Oh, I missed this.” She said. “I need you inside me.”

I had no intention of disappointing her and anyway my cock was straining at the leash. Settling myself between her thighs, I pushed inside her. She was wet for me and as I eased my dick in slowly, her pussy accepted it all.

“Greedy girl.” I whispered in her ear and I saw her shiver as my cold breath tickled against her flesh.

“Fuck me,” she said.

I slid almost all the way back out of her and then I slammed back in. Alex screamed with delight.

“Harder. Fuck me hard.”

I increased the pressure and repeated my motions, pulling almost all the way back out, teasing her as if I wouldn’t enter her again and then plunging back within her soaking wet depths. Soft mewls came from her mouth and then I was done for, increasing my speed and thrusting for all I was worth until I felt the tremors of her climaxing pussy pulse around my cock and bring with it my own orgasm, my cum spurting inside her.

I collapsed against her chest. Our pants audible in the otherwise quiet room.

“So, I don’t stay over on a third date.” I told her. “That would be moving a little fast for me.”

“Okay, I’d hate to scare you off.” Alex laughed. “But before you go, can we do it again?”

Chapter 13

18 December – one year after the first wedding

Alex

Eli had stuck to his word and we had dated slowly. It was so much better than the franticness that had accompanied our rash travel to Vegas. We were lucky that news of our wedding had not been shared by our friends to the outside world and they’d respected our decision to keep it that way.

But today, back to Vegas we went, because it was our anniversary of that first eventful wedding and Eli wanted us to visit there again.

“This is the same suite.” I told him. “I hope you don’t plan on us getting married and annulled again. It’s not an annual event.”

“That’s not why we’re here. Don’t worry.” He said.

We were in the Lago restaurant at the Bellagio.

“Wow the view is amazing from up here.” I told Eli.

He gazed at me, “Yes, I’m in total agreement.” A bottle of champagne was brought to our table and Eli thanked them.

“Are you happy, Alex?” He asked me. A look of vulnerability crossing his face. “With me, with us?”

“I’m very happy.” I told him.

“Well, you’ve made me the happiest man in the world,” he replied. “You’ve taught me so much about myself, about relationships. You make me a better man, Miss Cross.”

Tears filled my eyes. “I love you, Mr. King. I can’t imagine a life without you in it.”

He moved out of his chair, dropping to his knees and removing a box from his pocket. He opened the box revealing a diamond solitaire.