ROMANCE: Bear Naked Passion (Billionaire Bear Trio Book 2) (17 page)

Chapter 4

When Taylor got back to her apartment on Sunday evening, she was cursing herself for the poor judgment she had made all through the weekend. She had just changed into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt when she heard a knock on her door. She put her hair up in a bun and walked to the door wondering who would dare bother her just minutes after she’d walked in.

“Well, hello there, Red,” her best friend Lily said as she looked at her from her head to her toe. “Wait, what happened?”

Taylor shrugged.

“What are you talking about?” she asked as she made her way to the living room.

“Really, T?” Lily asked as she followed her best friend to the couch. “You suddenly take off to The Hamptons and then when you come back you are in sweats?” Taylor reached for the TV remote and began flipping through the channels.

“What’s wrong with sweats?” she asked.

“Sweatpants are your tell,” Lily said, standing up. She walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge before she took two bottles of water.

“My tell?” Taylor asked as she looked at Lily in the kitchen. “What do you mean, my tell?”

“I brought your car back so you kind of owe me,” Lily said. “And by the way, you have a kind of thing when you’re feeling low,” she started as she sat down next to her. “First, you wear these ridiculous sweats which do absolutely nothing for that beautiful dark skin and put your hair up like some kind of farmer’s wife.” She tossed one of the bottles over to Taylor. “You have a tell.”

“A lot of women own sweatpants, Lily,” Taylor said as she opened her bottle.

“Yeah, especially depressed Caucasian ones,” Lily pointed out. Taylor took a long sip as she rolled her eyes.

“I might be Caucasian but I am definitely not depre-…” she started before her voice trailed off. “Who am I kidding?” she suddenly said, giving up.

“I knew it!” Lily sounded a little more excited than Taylor would have hoped. “What happened? And does it have anything to do with the new job working for Mr. Sexy Millionaire?”

“Actually, Zachary is a billionaire and my mood has everything to do with him,” Taylor said as she leaned back on the couch.

“Zachary, huh? We already on first name basis now?” Lily said, raising an eyebrow over the other. Taylor shook her head.

“A lot happened at The Hamptons, Lily,” she said before she took a long sip of her water.

“Okay, I need to know everything,” Lily said excitedly as she turned to look at Taylor. “And I mean all the dirty details.”

“Well, I got in and my first day was not necessarily the best,” Taylor started before she took another sip of her water. “And then everything got better when he offered me ten thousand dollars to go with him to The Hamptons.”

Lily’s eyes grew wide.

“Ten grand?” she asked in surprise. “Why? What was so important to do in The Hamptons that he would want to give you ten grand?”

“Well, he was meeting a new partner and he didn’t have the slightest clue what he looked like,” Taylor explained. “And he could not case the party since it was his party, so… yeah. I guess that’s that.”

“Yeah, I get that, but ten grand? That’s a hell of a lot of cash,” Lily said.

“It’s probably worth a nickel to him,” Taylor said, sighing. “But that is not the main thing here.”

“There’s more?” Lily asked, grinning widely. “This is like an episode of a telenovela.”

“We made out on the beach,” Taylor said. She watched as the color drained from Lily’s face.

“Wait… what?” she asked surprised.

“We made out on the freaking beach in front of his house,” Taylor said before she put her bottle on the table in front of her. “And now I am freaked the hell out.”

“Why? Did he force himself on you or something?” Lily asked. “Because that shit is illegal.”

Taylor shook her head.

“No. That was not the case. He wanted me as much as I wanted him,” she said with much difficulty. Lily forced out a laugh.

“I need some popcorn or something for this,” she said.

“There have been two other secretaries
…
assistants… whatever.” Taylor rolled her eyes. “I am the third secretary he’s had this year.”

“But it’s only July,” Lily said as she raised an eyebrow over the other.

“That’s what I said,” Taylor said in a soft voice. “Maybe I should quit while I’m ahead,” she said as she looked at her best friend.

“No way, Washington,” Lily said as she shifted her weight and got closer to Taylor. “It is not your fault you let your horny little self guide you but you are not a quitter. Not the Taylor Washington I know.”

Taylor sighed and shook her head. If ever there was something she thought of as her biggest mistake, it had to be going to The Hamptons with Zachary but Lily was right. She had to face her demons and she was going to have to do it in less than eighteen hours.

Chapter 5

On Monday morning, Taylor was a mess. She had not slept very well and she kept on wondering if she should just skip town and forget everything that had happened. She wanted nothing more than to just have a normal day in the office but with what had gone down with Zachary at The Hamptons, she was not sure she could. She could hear her heart pounding as she pulled up in front of the office building.

“Here we go,” she said to herself as she walked into the building. She ran her fingers through her wavy, black hair as she rode in the elevator wondering if she had gone overboard with her outfit: a soft white sleeveless blouse she had tucked into her navy blue pencil skirt and a pair of shiny black stilettos.

“Oh damn it,”
she thought when she saw Zachary already in his office.
“It is only eight.”

She placed her purse on her desk slowly and wondered if she should go into his office. She wanted to straighten things out. She wanted to lay all the cards on the table but she just didn’t know how to do that. She was still having a battle of wits when Zachary looked up and saw her.

“Miss Washington,” he said with a smile. “Would you come in here, please?” he called. She took a long, deep breath and slowly walked into his office.

“Good morning, Mr. Cohen,” she said in a soft voice.

“Good morning,” he said as he looked up at her. “Sleep well?” he asked and she nodded.

“Very well, thank you,” she said in a soft voice.

“Good. I have…” he started to say before she suddenly blurted out what was on her mind.

“We need to talk.”

Zachary looked up at her.

“All right,” he said as he leaned back in his chair. “What about?” he asked.

“What about? The Hamptons, that’s what,” she said trying hard not to raise her voice.

“What is there to talk about? I wanted the beautiful woman I took to The Hamptons and she wanted me,” he said as if that was the most normal thing in the world. She opened her mouth to speak but she just couldn’t think of anything she could say that didn’t make her sound like a complete moron.

“I need to know whether I still have my job or not,” she suddenly said. “Don’t sugarcoat anything. Just tell me if I have the job or not.”

Zachary shook his head and forced out a laugh.

“What? Why do you keep asking if I am going to fire you?” he asked.

“Because you took me to another state on my first day at my job. Because you had my cum all over your fingers on my first day of work.” She took a step forward. “Because I know that I am your third secretary this year.”

Zachary pushed his chair back and stood up before he walked up to where she was.

“I know that you had the other women reassigned to avoid the legal paperwork,” she said in a soft voice.

“Where are you getting your facts from?” he asked taking a step closer, and she in turn took a step back.

“It doesn’t matter,” she said in a whisper. He took another step forward and slipped an arm around her waist before she could take another step back.

“Those women…” he took a long, deep breath. “Luxemburg Building penthouse,” he said as he looked at her. “Meet me there in ten,” he added before he took a step back.

“Why?” she asked turning around to look at him.

“Fine, we will talk here,” he said as he walked to the door and closed it before he drew the blinds. He then walked back to where she was and looked at her. “Those women were hired because the HR manager interviewing them at the time was more interested in their bra size than what they could actually do and I made my move on you because for the first time, I chose my own secretary.”

“You chose me?” she asked and he nodded.

“Yes, I asked to see the applicants’ files and I settled on you,” he said. “And the trip to The Hamptons was purely professional but the kiss and everything else was all me.
I
wanted it to happen.” He looked at her and pulled her closer to himself. “I wanted you, Taylor, as much as you wanted me.” He was whispering by now. She gasped when she felt his hands slowly going down her back to cup her ass. “If you want me to stop, all you have to do is ask,” he said as he got one hand under her hair to hold her neck. He lowered her head and kissed her softly. “Do you want me to stop, Taylor?” he asked in a low voice.

She could feel his warm breath on her cheek as he gently brought his hand up to hold the side of her face.

“Tell me,” he said again as he brought his head lower and lower to kiss her. She closed her eyes and parted her lips ready to feel his own. She was breathing slowly as he kissed her softly. He was gently pushing her back as he pressed his lips into hers. She was moaning into his mouth as his hands ran all over her body.

“We can’t do this here,” she said in a soft voice when she pulled away.

“Why not?” he asked as he began undoing the buttons on her blouse. “It’s not like I am going to get into any trouble with the boss,” he added. A smile played on his lips as he looked into her eyes. “I want you Taylor Washington and I am going to have you right here,” he whispered as he leaned in to brush her lips with his. “Right now.” He was now undoing the last button of her blouse. She looked at him as he gently pushed it off her shoulders. She slowly began loosening his tie and she had barely pulled it away when he suddenly pulled down the zipper on her skirt and pushed it down her hips. He was looking right into her eyes as the skirt gathered around her feet. He pushed her down his couch and kissed her neck slowly working his way down to her tummy. She was breathing hard as he pulled down her panties exposing her shaven mound to him. He gently caressed her thighs as he knelt in front of her before he lowered his head and began kissing her knee, slowly working his way up her thigh and finally to her hot core. She leaned back on the couch as she felt his tongue running up and down her slit, making her wetter than she already was. She held his head against her pussy as he licked her out. Her breath had been reduced to slow gasping breaths as he went on. He would thrust his tongue deep into her tasting her salty depths. She wanted to explode when he pressed his finger on her already distended clit as he licked and thrust into her. She was squirming on the couch as he ate her out. She knew that she was close, so close that even she couldn’t hold back if her life depended on it. He pulled away from her and looked up.

“Don’t hold back on me,” he said in a whisper. “I want to taste you.” He went back hard, kissing, licking and sucking. She let out a low moan as she emptied herself into his mouth. What she didn’t see was that he had unbuckled his belt and was pushing his down his pants, releasing his cock. He pulled away from her pussy and got on his feet. She pulled herself up and looked at him as he laid his weight on her. He kissed her softly and she could taste herself on his tongue and lips as she felt him lingering at her opening. She wanted to pull away and beg for him to go slow but she never had a chance to. He had already pushed himself into her. She gasped and tightened her grip around him as he pulled out and then pushed into her again. He was stretching her out, filling her every fold.

“Baby, you are so tight,” he moaned as he began moving in and out of her.

Taylor was surprised she could take his whole length in since he was one of those thick and long men. She was shuddering as he pulled back and pushed back into her. It was almost too much for her. She clawed at his back as he began working his way into her. He was fucking her in long slow strokes, each time going deeper. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he went on fucking her, claiming her pussy over and over. She held a fistful of his hair as he rest his head on her shoulder. She moaned when she suddenly felt him pull away from her pussy. She looked at him as he pulled back, forcing her to unwrap her legs from him. He then got on his feet and took her in his arms before he walked her to one wall. He pinned her against it and entered her again. This time, she didn’t have a choice. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he began thrusting into her. She nibbled on his earlobe and moaned softly as he thrust into her harder and deeper. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to her second orgasm and he knew it too because she was tightening up on his cock.

“Slow down,” she begged as he fucked her even harder. “I’m so close. Please slow down.”

“I’m close too,” Zachary said in a gruff voice. He had now become like a battering ram trying to take down a wall. His pelvis was slamming hard against hers so fast that he was literally knocking the air out of her mouth. She suddenly tightened her grip around his waist as she felt herself exploding. And it was all the encouragement he needed to let loose. She shuddered against him as she felt him coming apart inside her.

“You are mine, Taylor,” he said in a whisper. “You are all mine.” Her only response was to kiss the side of his face.

“Why am I so weak around this man?”
She wondered as he carried her to the couch. He kissed her forehead when he gently laid her down. She looked up at him and smiled.

“Tonight. Luxemburg Building,” he said with a smile and she nodded.

“I’ll be there,” she said in a whisper.

THE END