The Power Billionaire: The Complete Series (BBW Erotic Romance Trilogy) (9 page)

“Oh God,” I whispered as time regained its properties around us. Before he put his lips on mine I had time to mouth, “Oh Grayson…”

Even though things were over, we continued kissing for the longest time. It was tender, sweet, no longer tinted with lustful intentions. Our hunger was satisfied, for now anyway. Eventually, we pulled apart and he sat back on his seat. He didn’t bother to pull up his pants and we each turned toward the other, almost as if we were in bed.

“I’ve missed this, Merrin. I’ve missed you.”

I didn’t answer right away. I didn’t want to overextend myself because what I had to say next was vital.

“I got Special Agent Evartt to talk last night. I know why he was questioning me about you.”

“Go on.”

“He said… Wow, this is hard.”

“It’s all right, you can tell me anything.”

“I’m not sure I should even be talking. I promised I wouldn’t say a word to you.”

“I understand, Merrin. You’re in a difficult position, a position I put you in. Maybe I shouldn’t have done this to you.”

He reached over and caressed my hand lovingly.

“No, I’m going to tell you. I’m gonna tell you because I’m not sure I even believe what he said. It’s so crazy, it can’t be true. It’s just…”

“What?”

“I’m afraid, Grayson. I’m afraid you could be in deep trouble.”

He smiled sweetly. “Do you know how many lawyers I have on retainer? Sometimes I suspect they create trouble for me just so they can have something to do.”

I smiled back but it wasn’t sincere. All I could think about was how both our worlds were about to come crashing down. If I spilled the beans, things would never be the same. He patted my hand again.

“Look, I’m sorry about this. Let’s pretend I didn’t force you to go to bat for me. Let’s pretend I didn’t ask you to sleep with another man for me. Try to forget about the entire episode. I hope you’ll forgive me and know that I would never do anything to hurt you, to make you feel bad.”

“The guy said you’re a terrorist, Grayson,” I blurted out in one breath.

“What?” he exclaimed as he sat straighter.

“Special Agent Evartt said you’re under investigation because he believes you’re funding terrorism.”

“I see.”

Now it was my turn to sit up straight, putting the seat back in its original position. I looked at Grayson. He was lost in thought.

“I’m sure you can fight this, right? You can sue them for libel or slander or whatever it’s called when they make false accusations.”

Grayson shook his head and turned to me. “I can’t do that.”

“What do you mean?”

“Because these accusations are true.”

*****

The Power Billionaire 3: Submission of Curves Desires

Chapter 1

A cold rain was falling on Washington DC. I had been away from the northeastern weather only a few weeks but I had already gotten used to tropical Florida. I tightened my coat and walked faster. I climbed the steps of the Georgetown brownstone and rang the bell.

“Yes?” the intercom chirped behind a veil of static.

“James, it’s Merrin Rexford.”

It took less than a second for the solenoid to buzz and I quickly slid inside, happy to get out of the rain. What kind of place had rain in winter anyway? If it was going to be cold, I much preferred snow.

I went up the stairs toward Special Agent Evartt’s apartment. The muscular man was waiting for me with his door open. He was leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed. He was barefoot, wearing jeans and a tight, white tank top. I gulped and stopped in my tracks. He looked much better than I recalled.

Much more dangerous.

“What are you doing here?” he drawled.

“Getting out of this wet weather.”

I finally got to the landing and in spite of myself I was panting. Climbing stairs was difficult for a big woman like me.
I should exercise more
, I thought. Then again, exercising was difficult for a big woman like me. Damn vicious circle!

He moved aside and I went in. I was struck by how nice and clean the apartment looked. In hindsight, I shouldn’t have been. I remembered his hotel room in Florida a few days ago; it had been picture-perfect with no clothes lying about. The apartment was like that, only better. There were some leather couches and armchairs making up the small living room. There were candleholders that matched antique sconces on the walls. Even the draperies harmonized the furniture.

“Let me help you with this.”

Before I could answer, he was reaching in front of me from the back and unbuttoning my coat. I slid out of it and for the first time noticed the flames in the fireplace. I felt James approach behind me once again and I was afraid of doing something stupid. I escaped forward and stopped next to the crackling fire. Funny how the most intense heat was now coming from within.

“So, you traveled a thousand miles to get out of this wet weather?”

I turned to face him. He was once again leaning against a wall with his arms crossed. He reminded me of a cowboy relaxing outside of a saloon. If he’d been wearing his gun the image would’ve been perfect.

“I came to talk to you.”

“About what?”

“You need to stop investigating Grayson. You need to tell Homeland Security to back off.”

“You came here – to my home – to talk about another man? After what we did together you’re asking me to look after your boyfriend?”

“You have it all wrong about him, James. He’s not a terrorist. He’s not funding terrorism.”

He uncrossed his arms and straightened up. His jaw tightened and he was almost growling.

“Shut up about him! You can lie to yourself but you and I both know if you came here it wasn’t to do him any favors. You came to see me. You came to be with me.”

I opened my mouth to answer but I was suddenly filled with doubt. Could this be true? Had I subconsciously volunteered to come plead Grayson’s case just so I could see James again? Looking at him, my heart beat faster. He was so attractive, so feral. He was dangerous like he belonged in a Sara Fawkes novel.

“I... No, we can’t be together again.”

“Are you sure about that?”

Before I said anything, James was on me. His body pressed against mine, making the heat unbearable and yet making me yearn for more. His lips moved on mine and I opened my mouth to accommodate him. Our tongues danced feverishly and against my better judgment I wrapped my arms around him. I couldn’t hold back, he had this power over me.

“I need you, Merrin.”

His hands were all over my curvaceous body. Normally, I hated when a man let his hands roam across my plump flesh but I had no defenses against the federal agent. He took what he wanted when he wanted. And right now he obviously wanted me bad. He pinched my butt and I practically melted.

“No,” I said halfheartedly. “We can’t. I just came here to talk.”

“There’ll be plenty of time to talk after.”

He kissed me again. I let my own hands wander over his well-defined chest. His muscles rippled underneath the shirt and I couldn’t believe a man who looked like that could have so much desire for a woman who looked like me. It was insane, completely against the laws of nature.

For one moment I decided to accept my good fortune.

He put his hand between my legs and climbed up underneath my dress. Why had I worn this today when it was so cold? Why was I making it so easy for him?

“Oooohh…”

My misgivings vanished at once when his fingers brushed against my panties. The roughness of the lace dug between my folds at his touch. I closed my eyes and buried my face in the crook of his neck. He went on playing with me, sending bolts of pleasure through me.

“You’re wet, aren’t you? It’s your style to gush like a whore when I’m touching you.”

A few weeks ago I would have been insulted. When James spoke to me like that my brain turned to mush and it excited me. It was like he had found the secret code which unlocked my bonus features.

He was playing me with God Mode activated.

To show that I wasn’t completely helpless, completely at his mercy, I dropped a hand to his crotch. I wasn’t the only one who was aroused. His gigantic bulge spoke volumes and I did my very best to make it bigger, massaging it passionately.

I was losing myself to this wonderful feeling, to this depravity, when I remembered what I was doing here.

“Stop it, James. This has gone too far already.”

He stopped but not like I wanted him to. He left one hand between my legs and with the other he grabbed my chin, making me look at him.

“You think so? You reckon it’s gone too far?”

“Yes, there are things we need to discuss.”

“You think it’s gone too far like when you came to my hotel room and decided to fuck me until I spilled the beans?”

My eyes hardened. “You make it sound like I forced you. Should I remind you that you handcuffed me to the bed and spanked me?”

“Should I remind you that you enjoyed it?”

I was about to reply when he pressed his lips against mine. His tongue was halfway down my throat before I could even protest. But by then it was too late. I closed my eyes and let him have his way.

Chapter 2

I felt his hand move over my mound and my heart thumped faster as I expected him to give me some relief with his fingers. But no, he had something else in mind. He grabbed a handful of my underwear and tugged down violently.

“Hey!”

He pulled on my panties until they were around my knees and from there they fell around my ankles. He backed away and without warning spun me around. I had no idea what was going on and was about to speak up when he did something that gave me chills.

“What–”

He pushed me against the fireplace mantle and I had no choice but to grab it for support. At the same time, he prodded my legs apart like I was a suspect he was about to frisk.

“This is what you came here for, isn’t it?” he whispered into my ear, his hot breath giving me goosebumps.

I was trapped between the brick mantle and his body which he pressed against mine. I felt his hand against my butt. He was fumbling with his belt. I knew what was coming and I should have done so much more to keep it from happening. I was weak.

I was horny.

I looked over my shoulder and saw his face twisted into a snarl. He was a man on a mission and finally I heard his pants fall to the ground. Within moments, I felt his engorged manhood quivering against my damp folds.

“You want this? You been dreaming about this?”

“Stop it, James. This has gone far enough.”

“Oh yeah? I’d stop if I really believed you wanted me to stop.”

He pushed forward and the head of his thick member slipped into me. I gasped involuntarily and threw my head back.

“You still want me to stop? Just say the word.”

I could practically see him smile.
Damn him for doing this to me!
It felt too good at this point to have him back away.

“Deeper,” I whispered.

“What? I didn’t hear you.”

“Go deeper.”

“You sure? A minute ago you wanted me to stop.”

“Please, James. Take me!”

He licked my earlobe and rolled his hips forward. He instantly buried himself in my slick channel. I exhaled audibly as if I had just jumped into cold water on a hot summer day. He was abnormally large and he stretched me very wide. I didn’t care. In fact, I loved it! It stimulated my nerve endings like nothing could.

“Like that? Is that what you want?”

“Yes! Give me more…”

He brought both hands to my chest and began to knead my hefty breasts through the fabric. His fingers dug into my soft flesh and at once I was a completely overwhelmed by his deft ministrations.

“Oh God!”

He groaned and picked up speed. He was positively ravaging me, sliding in and out and racing toward the blissful objective. Before I knew I was doing it, I leaned forward until my head rested on the mantle. This gave him a better angle for going deeper. I closed my eyes and focused on the passion that began rising in me. It started between my legs but now I could feel it everywhere.

“You want more, don’t you?”

“Yes, faster…”

James propped me straight again so I was pressed against his chest. He enveloped me with his arms and pulled my stiff nipples under his fingers, through the fabric. The feeling was majestic and it took my breath away.

“I’m so close, James. So close…”

At that, he tweaked my nipples and jerked on them. It made my stomach flutter, a kind of preview of what would soon occur. All the while, he pumped faster within me, savagely showing me who was in control.

I was lost and all I could do was whimper. My eyes were tightly shut and I think my agony was turning him on. He was swelling within me as if it was possible for him to become bigger.

“Can you wait a second? Can you hold on so we can come together?”

I shook my head. What he was asking was inhuman. I was too close to voluntarily delay my climax. Only someone clinically insane would be able to do that. Could anyone resist this much pleasure?

Right then, he took my earlobe in his mouth and started sucking on the skin. How could I resist that? I was so close... so close...

“Aaaaahh!”

Suddenly, my eyes snapped open. He pulled back his tongue and bit into my ear lobe! The pain was sharp though not necessarily in a bad way. In fact, it heightened my arousal tremendously.

“That’s it, right there!”

I went entirely rigid as the euphoria coursed through my body. The orgasm rocked me and I found myself humping back against James. I was vaguely aware of him hugging me more tightly and then he erupted.

“Aaaarrrggghh!” he grunted. “Take it, take it all!”

He bathed my inner walls with his frothy cream and each spurt was akin to getting stung by a needle. However, there was no pain, only extraordinary pleasure. I absorbed it silently, thrashing against the federal agent as he continued to unleash his seed.