Loved by the Billionaire: A Torrid, Romantic BWWM Story (3 page)

CHAPTER NUMBER FIVE

Anthony woke up in the middle of the night and sighed. He looked at the alarm clock on his nightstand. It read two thirty-four. He shook his head as his fingers instinctively wrapped themselves around his very swollen, rock-hard erection. That had made the second time that night that he'd woken up in his current state of arousal—all from dreaming about LaKeeta Hunt. Specifically, her voluptuous, curvy body and dazzling smile — her winning personality also didn't take away from his very apparent attraction to her.

He frowned. He'd only known the beautiful girl a total of two days and she was invading his dreams and wrecking havoc with his sleep cycle.

He sat up in his king-sized bed and grimaced. It had been a very long time since a woman had affected him in such a way. Yes, he certainly had a healthy appreciation for beautiful women, but he'd never experienced an occasion where one had woken him up from his sleep like this — two times in a row.

He sighed. He already knew instinctively that the only thing that was gonna get his cock to go down was going to be a cold shower or a quick jerk-off. He'd done the cold-shower the first time. This time he intended to give the old hand-job a try.

As he closed his eyes and relieved his situation, he couldn't help but concentrate on the sexy image of LaKeeta Hunt that seemed to be permanently etched into his mind.

* * * * * * * * * *

The following morning, running on less than five hours of fitful sleep, Anthony still managed a smile for the front desk attendants at Body Work Zone.

“
Good morning, Mr. Paulson,” Jan said to him then grinned. “Can I get you a cup of coffee or something?”

Anthony shook his head. “No. But thanks for the offer. I'll pick one up once I get upstairs.”

Jan licked her lips as she watched him walk towards the elevators.

The other woman working the front desk looked at Jan and smiled. “Uh, I don't know if you noticed or not sweetie, but you're positively salivating over him.”

Jan cut her eyes at the thin, older, redheaded woman. Then she smiled sweetly. “Last time I checked, I didn’t think it was anything wrong with a girl showing her appreciation for a good-looking guy, Amelia.” Her eyes got a faraway look to them as she continued speaking, almost to herself. “Plus he’s loaded….practically a freaking billionaire.” She sighed. “I wouldn’t have to spend my days behind this fucking counter if I were Mrs. Anthony Paulson.”

The other woman shook her head. She’d been working for Body Work Zone for almost seven years — since it had first moved to Houston. She’d known Anthony Paulson just as long. In her eyes, she couldn’t imagine seeing her boss married to Jan Schulz. Jan seemed to be all sugar and spice on the outside, but she had a darkness in her heart that Amelia tended to cringe from.

Jan continued speaking. “He said he’s pretty much gonna be here in Houston for the next six months or so.” She smiled. “That should give me plenty of time to show him how great of a time he can have with me in his life.” She placed her hands on the sides of her D cup fake boobs and readjusted them, leaving no doubt in Amelia’s mind as to exactly what Jan was talking about.

Amelia shook her head. Anthony Paulson was a sweet guy. She hoped he didn’t get caught up in Jan’s little plan.

* * * * * * * * * *

A week later,
Anthony stood behind LaKeeta in the weight room. He supported her arm as he showed her the correct way to do a bicep curl. He’d pretty much figured out — after their first workout or so — that a jock cup was going to be a necessity for him if he wanted to continue working with her. That is if he wanted to avoid her feeling his rock-hard, very swollen erection against her soft womanly body as he took her through the various workout motions that were part of her training.

As his hand touched hers and as he repositioned her wrist, LaKeeta closed her eyes, almost getting lost in the moment. She didn’t understand what it was about Anthony Paulson that kept making her react to him in such a way. Yeah, he was fine as hell. But there was something else to it. She just hadn’t been able to put her finger on it just yet.

“
There you go….you got it, Keeta. That’s how you do it. If you keep up that form, then I’m gonna be forced to convince you to enter our annual weight training fundraising event.”

She would be lying if she said she wasn’t flattered by his words. “Annual fundraising event?”

He nodded his head. “Yes. We put on a fundraiser every year to benefit the homeless in Houston and the surrounding areas. All of the Body Work Zones throughout the country hold one for their respective cities or towns.”

She did another repetition of the arm movement, balancing the hand weight perfectly. She threw him a smile. “I take it you participate in the fundraiser?”

He grinned. “In some form or another.” That was all he was able to share before their conversation was cut short.

“
Uncle Tony!”

LaKeeta couldn’t help but grin when a little brown-haired girl who looked to be no older than four or five ran over and wrapped her tiny arms around Anthony’s leg.

A pretty woman with chestnut colored hair and deep gray eyes was chasing after the toddler. The woman looked so much like Anthony that LaKeeta immediately assumed that she was his sister. The woman frowned. “I’m sorry, Tony. Your little niece here broke away.”

Anthony immediately bent down and scooped the little ball of energy into his arms. He tweaked the little girl’s nose with his index finger. He smiled. “You know there’s no running in this part of the center. Right Bella? You could get into an accident.”

An apologetic expression quickly ran across the child’s adorable  face. “Sorry, Uncle Tony,” she lisped through her two missing front teeth.

Anthony painted a stern look on his handsome face, but his eyes were still smiling. “Can you promise me that next time you’ll walk?”

The child nodded her head in agreement. “Next time I walk. I prowmise.”

LaKeeta grinned at the adorable way the little girl had mispronounced her words.

The woman turned to LaKeeta. “Sorry to interrupt your workout.”

LaKeeta shook her head, then smiled. “Oh. You’re fine.” She glanced up at the clock on the wall. “My session was over with two minutes ago. But, my wonderful trainer here —,” she pointed to Anthony, “— said that I owed him fifty bicep curls today….so here I stand.” She placed the weight onto the floor. “That was my last one.”

The woman reached her palm out to LaKeeta’s for a handshake. “Oh, I’m Lauren. Your very insistent trainer happens to be my big brother.”

LaKeeta smiled. “Oh, I figured as much. The family resemblance between you guys is uncanny. I met your other brother, Rob, in here a couple of weeks ago.” Then she turned her smile on the little girl. “I think Bella is a beautiful chip off of the block as well.” She paused for only a moment. “Oh….by the way, I’m LaKeeta. Keeta to my friends and family.”

Lauren grinned. “You wouldn’t happen to be the Keeta of Keeta’s Just Dessertz downtown would you?”

LaKeeta grinned. “That would be me.”

“
Wow….I love your place! Your pistachio banana muffins are to die for. Anthony here told me about your bakery last week, and I’ve absolutely had to drop by every morning ever since.”

LaKeeta was pleased by the compliment. Now she finally was sure that Anthony had been the one who’d gotten the word out about her bakery. Her business had almost tripled since she’d met him two weeks ago.

Anthony smiled as he watched his sister and LaKeeta totally ignoring his presence and talking on like they were old friends.

After a minute more of chit-chatting back and forth with LaKeeta, Lauren finally smiled and reached for Bella’s hand. She beamed at both Anthony and LaKeeta. “It was very nice meeting you, Keeta. I’ll probably be seeing you tomorrow morning when I pick up my banana-pistachio muffin. However, if we don’t put a rush on it, Bella and I are gonna be late for her gymnastics class downstairs.”

With that said, Lauren turned to Anthony. “Don’t forget that Mom is expecting us all at her place for that fancy-smancy dinner three weeks from now. She told me to make sure I reminded you.” She winked at LaKeeta, then turned back to Anthony. “Make sure you bring a date.”

After Lauren and Bella had disappeared out of the main aerobics area, LaKeeta wondered to herself what that little wink had been about.
It almost seemed as if she was saying that she expected to see me at her parents’ place as Anthony’s date
, she thought to herself.
But I know, that’s not gonna happen. He and I shared that one kiss, but I’m sure he’s not interested in me like that
.

Anthony made quick work of re-racking the weights, then he turned to LaKeeta. “Ready to weigh in for the week?”

She wasn’t expecting for the scale to say that she’d lost much of anything. But her body had become a little more toned and she liked that. She smiled. “Yeah, I’m ready.”

They walked down to the weigh-in room. It was empty.

As he closed the door behind them, LaKeeta gave Anthony a smile. “I like your sister, Anthony. She’s nice.”

Anthony nodded his head as he pulled up LaKeeta’s records on the computer that they kept in the weigh-in room. “Um, you said that about Rob, too. So, you like my sister and my brother….do you like me too, Keeta?”

Yeah, she liked his ass alright.
He just doesn’t know how much
, she thought to herself. It had taken her several days, but she’d finally come to the realization that her little sister was right — she was crushing on Anthony Paulson big time. But since there was no way she was going to let him know that, she simply smiled and said, “Of course I like you, Anthony. You’re a nice guy.”

The following week, Anthony gave LaKeeta a smile as he keyed her weight into her online fitness chart. They had just completed a two-mile jog around the fitness center’s indoor track and had made their way to his private office. “You’re down by three pounds, LaKeeta.”

She returned his grin. “Am I?”

He nodded his head. “Yep. Have you been taking your blood pressure at home?”

At that, she grimaced. She’d been using the personal blood pressure monitoring device that he’d surprised her with a few days earlier, but her numbers had only budged by a point. “Yeah. I’m using it. I’ve only come down by a point, though.”

He gave her a smile of encouragement. “One point is an improvement. So that’s good. In a few more months, you’ll have that pressure reading exactly where you want it to be.”

“
You think so?”

He flashed her a grin. “Keep going at it like you are now, and I’m sure of it.”

* * * * * * * * * *

The next day was a Wednesday. Since she and Anthony didn’t train together on Wednesdays and Sundays, LaKeeta decided to take her little sister up on her offer to treat her to dinner.

Nyasia looked across the booth at LaKeeta and smiled. They were in Sunny’s Sandwich Shop. “Well, Sis. I finally met your Anthony yesterday at Body Work Zone.” She giggled, then fanned herself with her hand. “You were right. He
is
a hottie.” She paused for a moment, then continued. “It’s the two thousands….you like him, why don’t you just ask him out?”

LaKeeta cut her eyes at her sister. “Girl, you know I don’t roll like that. If he’s interested, it’s his job to do the asking.”

Nyasia frowned. “You’re so old-fashioned, Keeta. You’re gonna have to learn to loosen up a bit.” She leaned across the booth and began to whisper. “Your pussy is gonna shrivel up, kill over and die if you keep being like that.” She pulled back in her seat. “How long has it been since you had some? Two years?”

LaKeeta cocked her head to the side and grimaced. “I appreciate your sisterly concern, but my lady bits are just fine, thank you.”

Nyasia giggled. “Sure they are. I'm not hating at all. I'm just trying to be a good sister and look out for your ass.”

After she got home from dinner and had showered, LaKeeta laid down naked on top of her bed. She began to slowly finger her throbbing pussy. Ever since meeting Anthony Paulson, this had pretty much become her nightly routine. She hadn’t been able to get thoughts of him fucking her and making her feel good out of her mind. As her thumb stroked her swollen clit, she pinched her aching nipple with her other hand. She closed her eyes tightly and began to fantasize that it was Anthony's fingers on her body, instead. She couldn't seem to stop herself from wishing that it was him who was touching her and extinguishing her wanton sexual fires. She wanted that man for some reason with an undeniable passion.

* * * * * * * * * *

Across town, Rob placed his bowling ball back into his bag. He and Anthony had just finished a friendly, brotherly bowling competition at the local bowling alley. “Bruh, you ask her out yet?”

Anthony looked at his younger brother and frowned.

Rob shook his head and smiled. “Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about, Man. The pretty girl from Body Work Zone....LaKeeta. Have you asked her out yet?”

When Anthony didn't say anything in response, Rob grinned. “Okay. It's like that huh? In that case, I think I'll ask her out.”

“She's not your type, Rob.”