He was so screwed. So fucking screwed. He shouldn’t have let Mia in, but he did, and now look at where it got him. He was fucking turned on, and his damn cock was hard and sticking out like a goddamn steel pole.
Shutting his eyes, James took a deep breath. He knew the beast down there wasn’t going to be satisfied, and he needed to act fast.
In ten seconds flat, he was out of the office, up the stairs, and into his bedroom.
“Out!” he snapped at the maid busy cleaning up the mess Mia had left behind only minutes ago.
“Y-yes, sir,” she stammered. She flew out in a hurry, dragging the vacuum cleaner with her.
James headed to the en suite and slammed the door shut. Then he proceeded to take off his clothes, throwing them in a heap on the floor. Naked and muscles tight with sexual frustration, he shoved on the multihead shower. He stood there under the running water, one hand resting against the wall as he inhaled and exhaled deeply.
“Fuck!” he hissed, staring at his engorged cock. He wrapped his hand around it and pressed hard. Pleasure coursed through his body, and a groan escaped his mouth. He chuckled and began rubbing harder and faster, mindless.
He closed his eyes, bombarded with images of that cute ass belonging to Mia Donovan. Milky white and perfectly round, in the air, enticing him like fucking candy to a child.
The image flashed to her lying on her back right there on his office floor, long legs spread wide as he drove deep into her. His hands gentle at her waist as he watched her little breasts dance to the rhythm of his thrusts. It was hot and real, and he felt himself just at the edge. He rubbed harder and faster, his breath becoming short and heavy, and he heard her screaming his name.
James! James! Fuck me harder! Fuck me faster! Fuck me deeper!
He gritted his teeth. Pleasure—long and deep—rushed through him.
“Shit!” he swore, staring at his come in his hands. “She doesn’t even know my first name.” Heaving heavily, he chuckled. “Mia Donovan.”
Shit! He had never wanted to fuck anyone like he wanted her. She was that enticing. That alluring.
He turned his back and raised his head, his eyes closed as water pounded down on him. He stood there thinking about Mia and her cute ass and small breasts. And her face. Oh, fuck! That face really brought him to his knees. She wasn’t classically beautiful, nor was she hot and sexy like Whitney. She was just Mia Donovan. A girl from where, he hadn’t a clue. The sudden urge to find out more about her surged strong within him.
The feel of her soft skin beneath his touch had been so pleasant, and he’d wanted to keep touching her, caressing and stroking. It had been so damn hard to control himself. But he wasn’t going to rape her. When he did take her, it would be when she fully submitted to him, when she gave him complete control.
He chuckled, remembering how hard she’d fought back when he kissed her. Ah, she was feisty and wouldn’t back down. Oh, and the angry look on her face. It made his heart pump with delight and his cock harden in anticipation. That was why she drew him to her. She wasn’t like most females who willy-nilly opened their legs for him just because of his looks and deep pockets.
He laughed. “Mia Donovan,” he said, “I’m going to have you one way or another.”
He exited the shower a few minutes later and dressed in a pair of casual jeans and a T-shirt.
In the dining room, he noted his daughter Aria looking more than a little upset. Sophie was beside her, coaxing his darling daughter to eat her meal.
“Come on, Aria,” Sophie prompted. “She left and isn’t likely to come back. She isn’t your friend. Now eat your dinner.”
Aria ignored Sophie, and James knew he had to step in. He went to sit beside her and said, “What’s the matter, darling?”
Aria lifted her eyes to him. James felt his gut wrench.
“Daddy, Mia left. She promised to have dinner with me.”
He frowned. “Mia? You’ve met Mia?”
Aria nodded. “She had an accident in the garden. You know, she fell into the mud, and I helped her.”
He understood immediately. Aria had a soft heart and would help anyone in trouble, human or animal. That meant Aria must have taken Mia to get cleaned up, and then the incident in his bedroom with Alfie occurred.
Instantly, he wanted to laugh. Sophie glared at him when she saw him smiling broadly. Aria looked a little confused by his reaction.
“Daddy? Will she come back? Why did she run off like that?”
Shit! He couldn’t tell his darling daughter Mia ran away because he’d wanted so badly to fuck her. That her dad was one of the most dangerous business lords in America who had the hots for an innocent young woman who didn’t know shit about his world.
He cleared his throat and explained, “She probably had somewhere important to go.”
“Do you think she’ll come back? She’s my friend, Daddy.” She clasped her hands and looked brightly at him. “Will you help me find her, Daddy?”
James smiled and patted her head. “Yes, I’ll help you find her. In fact, I’m going to do that now.”
Aria rose from her chair and wrapped her arms around his neck. Then she kissed him on the cheek. In his peripheral vision, James noted the displeased look Sophie wore on her lovely face.
“Thank you, Daddy,” Aria gushed.
He laughed. “Eat your dinner.”
He happened to glance at Sophie and saw she looked even more pissed. She didn’t look at all lovely when she was angry.
“What’s the matter, Sophie?” he asked just to be polite, considering he was her employer after all.
She hesitated for a moment. “It’s a bit stupid, don’t you think? To go looking for someone like her?”
James raised his brow, questioning what she meant by that.
She became flustered under his stare but continued. “We don’t even know where she’s from, and I can’t believe John let her in.”
“I let her in, Sophie,” he said.
She looked surprised. “You did? But why?”
“She’s my business,” he said sternly and didn’t bother to clarify any further.
Aria jumped in. “Please find her quickly, Daddy. She’s my friend.”
James laughed. “Is she now?”
Sophie frowned darkly. “She is not your friend, Aria. She was a mess and—” She stopped immediately and rushed over to hug Aria.
Aria wouldn’t have any of it and broke free from Sophie’s arms. She moved over to James and hugged her father tightly, her small shoulders shaking.
James couldn’t help himself and hugged her in return. The fact that Sophie made his daughter cry pissed him off.
“It’s not your place to tell my daughter who to be friends and not be friends with. Please remember that.”
Aria lifted her head and looked at her father in adoration. “So I can be friends with Mia?”
He laughed. “Of course.”
“Then find her quickly, Daddy. I want to have dinner with her, and I want to show her all my toys and books and teach her how to play the piano…”
James laughed. He couldn’t help himself. Aria was just so cute.
“Roger that, princess,” he teased.
She wiped her teary eyes and laughed too.
“Now promise me you’ll be a good girl?”
She nodded. “I promise.”
“Good. See you later then.”
She nodded enthusiastically and said, “Bye-bye, Daddy.”
MiaI stared up at the darkening sky, wondering why my life sucked so much, wondering how the heck I was supposed to find two million…wondering if I should take up Mr. Maxwell’s offer.No! the voice in the back of my head shouted. I wasn’t that low. I wasn’t about to become his prostitute.Selfish! the voice screamed at me. You’re a selfish bitch, Mia. It’s Andy, your brother. You’d do anything for him.I sat up, wiping away my tears. That’s right. I’d do anything for Andy. He was all I had. I couldn’t lose him. He needed me, and I needed him. I’d find that two million. Somehow. Someway.Grabbing my bag, I flung the ripped thing over my shoulder and hoisted myself up.The moment my legs straightened, the world spun around me. I gritted my teeth as I shut my eyes. I knew I was very dehydrated and tired. The way I was going, I’d collapse soon. I couldn’t allow that to happen. I needed to find a place to stay for the night and then something to eat.Turning the bag over, I unzipped it and
MiaIt was another twenty minutes later when he pulled into a parking lot. I noticed the many flashy cars parked here. He switched off the engine and got out. Uncertainly, I undid my seat belt and did the same.He was already in front of me by the time I shut the door.“I won’t run,” I said, annoyed he should act like my unwelcome bodyguard. “I want to talk to my brother.”I glanced up and saw the slight smile lifting one side of his lips.“Good,” he said, wrapping a hand over my arm and steering me close to him.As we walked to the door, I felt like I was glued to him by the hip. I scowled and tried to sidle away from him. The feeling of him so close didn’t sit well with me. I was hot and tense at the same time. I couldn’t believe he was turning me on by just holding me close.He tightened his grip on me and even went so far as to rest his other hand around the back of my neck, under my braided hair. I jumped, a gasp escaping my lips. He knew I was about to pull away and tightened his
Mia“You can really eat, can’t you?” The deep timbre of his voice came my way. The tone hinted at humor, and I wondered if the billionaire found my fondness for food amusing.Of course, I couldn’t deny the fact that I loved food. Andy called me the “eating goddess” because of how much I could really put in, despite my slim, willowy frame.I licked my spoon clean, savoring the warm, soft brownie and the cold, creamy ice cream in my mouth. I licked my lips, a smile on my face. When I glanced up, I saw James watching me intensely, as if he found my reaction fascinating. I, in turn, felt butterflies in my stomach.I placed the spoon down onto the empty plate and said, “Thanks for dinner.”James cocked his head to one side and smiled. It was a very handsome expression that snatched away my breath.“You’re welcome,” he said smoothly. “Shall we?”I watched as he stood, pulling on his jacket.The moment is here, I thought with a mixture of dread and relief. I’d be able to talk to Andy. Suddenl
MiaI didn’t believe James’ words that it wasn’t safe for me to be alone until I was back in my motel room half an hour later. Only then did reality really sink in. The reality that my world was changing. Instantly, my heart leaped with something akin to fear and dread. I was no longer living in Mystic Spring of New Hampshire where my everyday life revolved around working and making ends meet. Here, my life revolved around keeping myself and Andy safe, finding that two million dollars, and of course, this man beside me.James clicked the door shut and surveyed the room with interest. I noted the bed was a mess, my small belongings scattered haphazardly across the floor. The bathroom door stood ajar, and the table and two chairs were on the floor as though someone had been angry and rampaged through everything. Yes, this room looked as though it had been ransacked.I shakily sat on the bed and took in a deep breath. James easily lifted the chairs and table and arranged them properly. Th
MiaThe door dinged open, and James led me to a grand doorway across the hall. He flipped out his key card once again, inserted it in the slot to the side, and then punched in his pin number. The lock clicked open.“After you,” he said, holding the door for me.I nodded and took a step in. Instantly, the light flashed on by itself. I gazed around in amazement. The hallway was indeed grand, and I was impressed. I waited for James so as not to be rude, walking into someone else’s home before the owner. James passed me and led me straight into the living area.I sucked in my breath. And here I’d thought the hallway was grand. The living area, in comparison, was a hundred times grander. The place was bright, and the area was open and spacious. Glass windows stretched from floor to ceiling. I walked down the few steps and stared off at the vast city before us. The view of city lights was indeed breathtaking.I couldn’t help myself. I had to ask. I had to know. “Are you sure you want me to s
JamesJames’ eyes followed Mia all the way up to the top of the first-floor landing. Fuck! He really couldn’t help himself. It was Mia, and he just couldn’t miss the enticing view of her climbing the steps. Once she was out of sight, he returned his attention to his coffee, a smirk playing about his lips.“Matt,” he said under his breath, shaking his head. “You’re playing dirty, my man. I hope Andy can handle you.”Like Eric said, Matt would fuck the shit out of the boy, and James had no doubt tonight was one of those nights.Damn! He was sure Mia was confused and outraged when she’d heard her brother on the phone. It was amusing watching her expressions. The panicky look and then the suspicion that Matt was hurting her brother, and then there were the frustrated and surrendered looks. She was beautiful. And he remembered the lust he had seen in her eyes when he’d kissed her in the car.The reminder only brought forward a powerful surge of passion in his blood, and he gulped another mo
MiaWhen I woke the next morning, it was bright, the sun just rising across the horizon. I turned my head to my right. Instantly, I sucked in a breath. The view before me was indeed spectacular. The city’s buildings glittered like golden jewels beneath the glowing orange. I sat up, my eyes feasting on the sight before me with amazement.“Beautiful.” The voice reached me, and I jumped.I turned my attention to the door and saw the man who had been on my mind the majority of last night.“James.” I said, my heart pounding within my chest. And it was so early in the morning too.Well, to be honest, it was hard not to be nervous around him, especially with him wearing only a pair of tight jeans and nothing else. His hair was wet, so perhaps he’d just showered.He came into the room. “I did knock,” he said, placing a shirt on the bed. “But you were otherwise occupied.” He grinned. “I had to check in on you.”In case the men snuck in and stole me away? I thought. Or I ran away? Then I thought
MiaJames Maxwell was busy typing away. There was that something about him I couldn’t put my finger on.No, I thought, he would never get tired of doing anything. Just look at him. He was a man in great health. He could definitely manage sex every night without even exerting that much energy.My body shook a little at the thought, in both fear and anticipation. Fear because I was stepping into the unknown and anticipation because it was James.I knew I was jumping to conclusions, of course. To put it bluntly, I was going to be Mr. James Maxwell’s mistress, his lover. That was all. There was nothing more to our relationship than that. All I had to do was give myself to him when he wanted me.Sex shouldn’t take long at all. A mere twenty minutes at most. I could definitely handle that. And James was very handsome and, thus far, had been nice to me.Yes, I confirmed to myself, I have nothing to fear.“Is something wrong?”I jolted out of my contemplation. “Huh?”James cocked his head to