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THE BILLIONAIRE'S AFFAIR Chapter 116
I rifled through about six different bathing suits and settled on a dark red Gucci bikini. Not that I had much of a choice – there were no one-pieces, which is what I vastly would have preferred.Johnny saw my unhappy expression. “What, you don’t like them?” he whispered, since Connor had gone back to shouting at his cell phone.“There’s only bikinis.”Johnny smirked. “That was Connor’s explicit instructions – bikinis only.”I looked around and glared at Connor.He looked at me like What now?!I held up the red bikini.Immediately he broke into a grin, gave me a thumbs-up, then turned around and started yelling again.I went back into the bedroom and changed.It fit well enough, but God I felt exposed. I kept tugging the top into place, worried that I might accidentally pull a Janet Jackson and have a wardrobe malfunction.Then I bundled back up in the robe and walked out to the rack and picked up a small pair of fancy leather flip-flops – by far the plainest, cheapest pair on the rac
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I looked over in shock, halfway wondering, Who’s this gonna be, the general manager?But it wasn’t a hotel employee, unless the hotel allowed guys to walk around out of uniform.He was completely bald, but in a Jason Statham or Bruce Willis badass way, not a ‘needs Rogaine’ kind of way. He was slightly dark with olive skin. He was wearing a black short-sleeve shirt and black dress slacks, and his arms and chest were powerfully muscled underneath. His nose had been broken once and never healed straight. His jaw looked like it was made out of granite, and he was wearing black sunglasses that completely hid his eyes.He was kind of scary-looking, though his voice was pleasant enough.And he was standing just at the edge of the cabana.“Uh… yes. Yes, it is,” I agreed warily.“I have to tell you, I’ve been to hotels all over the world,” the man said, “and this ranks with the best of them. Best in Los Angeles, by far.”He had the lightest hint of an accent, but I couldn’t place it. It wasn’
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Connor opened the door, his face a question mark. “What’s going on?”Johnny hustled me into the room. “There was an incident.”Connor smirked at me. “Lily, did you slap somebody?”“I wish I had,” I answered honestly.He frowned, and Johnny made me recount exactly what had happened.Connor listened the whole time with his arms crossed, his chin on one thumb, and his index finger crossing his lips. He stared deep into my eyes as I talked.I don’t think he’d looked at me that intently the entire… um… 16 hours I’d known him.…if you don’t count the last time we had sex.After I was finished, he walked over to me, put his arms around me, and pulled me in tight.“Are you okay?” he asked quietly.“Yes,” I said, and leaned my head against his chest. I could hear his heartbeat – a deep, powerful pulse that made me feel comforted and safe, and at the same time made my own heart speed up.I would have given anything just to stay there for hours, nestled protected in his arms.“I’m sorry you had
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While we were waiting for the breakfast to arrive – the ordering of which I left entirely in Connor’s hands – I dialed Anh’s cell from the phone in the penthouse bedroom.She answered on the second ring, hesitancy in her voice. “…hello?”“Hey, it’s me.”“Are you okay?!”“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.”“Good, because AAAAHHH!” she screamed, “I am going to KILL you!”“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry – ”“I thought you were DEAD, or in the HOSPITAL or something! I called you four times and texted you, too – GOD, Lily!”Anh is usually the most mild-mannered girl in the world. She must have really been worried to react this way. I immediately felt sick with guilt.“I know, I know, I’m sorry – ”“Why didn’t you answer your phone?!”“I left it at work.”“Why’d you leave it at work?!”“Um… it’s complicated…”“This had better be good.”I thought about saying, Well, is sleeping with a billionaire good enough? but I thought that sounded golddigging and skanky… so I toned it down a bit.“Well… I met this guy…”T
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He kissed my neck and stroked my hair, let his hands glide softly down my back, sending more shivers along my spine.When I was fully recovered, I leaned back and rearranged my top so everything was covered. Then I looked him in the face and smiled shyly.“See?” he grinned. “I told you I like doing nice things for you.”“That was… very nice.” I bit my lip, trying my best to be seductive. “Now I want to do something nice for you.”His gaze flitted back and forth from my eyes to my lips. “Um… okay…”I let my own fingers drift down to his jeans, and I began to trace my fingernails lightly along the giant bulge there. I could hear the soft scratching sound of my nails on denim, and imagined that there would be just the slightest pressure along his member.I guess I was right, because he groaned.I winced apologetically. “The only thing is… I’m still a little sore from last night…”He nodded, though I could tell his mind was elsewhere as I ran my fingers along the bulge in his jeans. “…tha
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Okay, sorry, but short intrusion here. I’ve never been comfortable using certain words for body parts. I guess, like not using profanity, it was just drilled into me when I was little that ‘good girls’ don’t say certain words. I’d certainly been able to avoid it with past boyfriends, because, well, sex was nice and all, but I didn’t need to do much more besides point or touch and say ‘here’ or ‘that’ or ‘this.’But, I’ve got to be honest… as I was staring at him, about to pull off that towel……I didn’t want to be a good girl anymore.I wanted him so bad.And I wanted to be bad.I’m blushing as I’m telling you this… but it turns me on, too.Soooo… I know I’ve recounted a lot of stuff that is certainly far off the ‘straight and narrow path,’ but I’ve largely tried to be a ‘good girl’ up to this point.But I can’t keep on that way……because, at that moment, kneeling before him, wanting him so badly, something inside me changed. And I can’t pretend anymore that it didn’t.I kissed the th
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He led me over to the bed. I tried to pull him down onto the sheets, but he resisted.“What?” I asked.In answer, he pulled one strand of my bikini top off one shoulder, then the other. I smiled, reached behind me, and untied the string and let it drop to the floor.Then he knelt down in front of me, hooked his fingers through the bikini bottom, and pulled it over my thighs and down to the floor.A thrill shot through me as he grasped my ass tightly in both hands, pulled me in to him, and kissed the little shaved runway of hair between my legs.And got in a tiny flick of his tongue on something a bit more sensitive while he was at it.Then he stood up, and I pushed him down on the bed. He grinned and pulled himself back so that he was completely on the mattress, head to foot.I crawled over him, and while I was in that position, licked him softly from his balls, slooooowly up the shaft, and then kissed the underside of his head as it strained away from his belly.He groaned and thrash
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After the tickling (which finally ended in a long, slow, lingering kiss), we lay in each other’s arms for awhile.Then he leaned up on one elbow and looked at me.“I need a shower. You want to join me?”I nodded. He rolled off the bed and got to his feet, then pulled me along with him and led the way to the bathroom.“Hmmm… I changed my mind. How about a bath instead?” he asked.“Fine by me.”He turned on the extra-large faucet for the jacuzzi bathtub, which was set into the floor. The faucet spewed water so fast that a fireman could hook up his hose to it.That’s a bit of an exaggeration, but not much.“Hold on, I’ll be back in a minute,” he said as he grabbed a robe and padded out into the main room of the penthouse.I walked down the steps into the jacuzzi and sat on one of the little ledges as the deliciously hot water began to fill up the tub. It was up to my waist when Connor finally returned, carrying a bowl of fruit and two glasses of orange juice from the breakfast table outs
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