The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(19)



''All of you is beautiful,'' he said.

''Buy I hate my....'' He put a finger to her lips, and she fell silent.

He got onto the bed next to her and pushed her legs open. She threw her arms around him when he entered her again. His body felt great on hers. It was hard and muscular, and she loved the feel of the hairs on his thighs. She rubbed her hand over his chin, feeling the coarseness.

As he thrust, they kissed. Their tongues thrusting in time to his penis. Soon she felt his shaft twitching, and she knew he couldn't last much longer. Now she didn't care whether he was her boss or not. He was her lover, and his arousal was her's.

''Come inside me,'' she said. ''I want your sperm deep in me.'' Ryan cried out, pushed her arms into the bed and came, remaining still until every drop left him.

*****

It was as most days in LA, beautiful. Only it was much warmer than usual. Alina was dreading the day in front of her. She and Ryan had been lovers for months, but she was beginning to have doubts about where it was all leading. Reluctantly she'd decided that Ryan wasn't the man for her. He wasn't husband material and never would be. Ryan was married to his business, and as long as he had a beautiful woman to bang he would be happy.

''Ryan can I talk to you?'' she said as soon as he arrived.

''Sure. For you, anything.'' He was in a great mood, and that made her task all the more difficult.

''Ryan I've decided I want to end our relationship.''

''Nice one. Now, what do you really want to talk about?''

''Ryan. Listen to me. I don't want it anymore. It's not right. You're my boss. I know I've let it go on for too long, but I hope you understand. It's not right.''

''Why do you want to stop?''

''I've told you. You're the boss and always will be. We will never have a relationship on an even footing. I have learned so much here, about business and about.......sex.''

''He smiled. Which have you learned more about?''

''Sex,'' she admitted.

''Okay. If you stay, you know I'll always want you.''

''That's just the problem. You're the boss, and I'll always feel like I have to give myself to you.''

''What about Paris?'' he asked.

''What?''

''Pierre, the developer we met, he told me he's looking for an international PA. It'd be great for you. A chance in a million.''

''Ryan,'' she exclaimed. ''That would be....fab.''

''Then I'll call him.''



*****

Alina lived and worked in Paris for the rest of her life. Every time she passed the Four Seasons George V Hotel, she remembered the night she'd first made love to Ryan. She saw it as the moment her great adventure began. If she'd hadn't made love to him, she wouldn't be in Paris and she would never have met her wonderful husband Jacques, or had her children Emma and Charlotte.





The Bad Boy Billionaire– A Bad Boy Billionaire MMF Romance




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Dana loved her business. That was an odd thing to admit to herself since she had never even used a sex toy in her life. She pleasured herself of course, but she had never felt the need to use something like one of the latex dildo’s she rang up and placed into discrete black plastic bags for her customers.

Dana was three years out of business school, and she had known exactly the kind of business she wanted to be in. After all, sex sells. She opened The Treasure Box a month after graduating, and it hadn’t taken long for the little shop to take off. It was a squat square building with dim windows and a parking lot in the rear. Everyone liked to buy sex toys, but no one liked to be seen doing it.

The shop started off doing well, and Dana had hired Jeff, a thirty-something stoner to help out, and so she could actually have a day or two off here and there. Lately, though, the business had been down. The internet was cutting into her profits more and more, and she had let Jeff go. He had been more disappointed that he had never managed to get her into bed, more than he was bummed about losing his job.

Dana was attractive, and she knew it. She was lithe but curvy, with large breasts and a bubble butt. She had a flat tummy and long brown hair which she always pulled back into a simple ponytail. She didn’t put much effort into looking good, but she didn’t have to. Her lips were full and pouty, her eyes smoky and a grayish blue. She had white teeth and a perfect smile, and her voice was husky. Jeff had always said she looked like she could have been a famous actress in the forties.

She wasn’t quite twenty-five, and she had had a string of boyfriends since highschool, but none ever amounted to much of anything. Just a bit of fun, and then they wanted something more serious, and she freaked out and ended it.

Most guys expected her to be a sexual creature, owning a sex shop and everything, but Dana had always tended to be a little bit vanilla in bed. She had grown up in an ultra conservative household, and it had affected her. Her mother had almost fainted when she told her she was opening a shop which sold dildos and fake vaginas, and her father hadn’t talked to her for over a year. Things were better now, but her parents never asked about her business.

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