S*x and Secrets: Alpha Billionaire Forbidden Romance (20 page)

I smiled when I found Montana fast asleep on the sofa, a book draped over her stomach where the shirt had fallen open. Her hair partly covered her beautiful face, and I leaned over to gently brush it back as I took a long moment to study her. I’d never really noticed the fine freckles scattered over her nose, maybe because we mostly met in the evenings and other times she was wearing make-up, but this had to be my absolute favorite look on her. She didn’t need all that shit on her face or to hide those cute freckles.

Fuck, how I loved this woman. She looked so damn vulnerable that it awoke every protective instinct in my soul. I’d give my fucking life for her.

I lifted the book gently and lay it on the coffee table. She only stirred for a second, moving her arm so that it fell off the edge of the sofa.

It was wicked of me, but I couldn’t help the urge to kiss her skin. It was warm from where the sun had baked on her, and she smelled like vanilla.  I ran my hands under the shirt, her nipples tightening and responding to me even in her sleep.

“Levi?”

“Hush, baby, I’m going to make you feel all good.”

“Oh, okay,” she said softly and went back to sleep.

I massaged her feet, then her calves and up her thighs. Sometimes she let out a sound that made me wonder if she were a cat in a previous life, because it sounded just like a purr.

My fingers slipped between the Y-fronts of the Calvin Klein underpants she wore. While these were functional for a man, they were sexy as fuck on a woman. I ran my hand over her smooth pussy, loving the feel of her softness under my fingertips. I gently glided my index finger through her slickness. Even in her state of semi-sleep she was wet for me. Fuck, that raised the bar, and my cock stirred in appreciation.

Her thighs fell open and her hands came to rest on the back of my head, twisting through my hair. 

“You make me feel so good, Levi,” she whispered in a hoarse voice that made her sound as if she smoked a pack a day.

“This is all for you, baby. Just lie back and relax.”

“Hmm,” she hummed.

Thrumming her clit with my thumb, I managed to fit two fingers inside her, then three. I moved them in and out slowly, watching her face as I did. She sighed softly and a smile curved her lips, even though her eyes were still closed.

I slid the underpants down her legs and threw them on the floor.

“Going to taste you now.”

I took my time feasting on her pussy, tasting her arousal on my tongue. Montana writhed beneath me and I had to hold her hips to keep her still. Her hands went to her tits and she rolled her nipples between her fingers. Fuck. My cock jerked. It was so fucking sexy that I nearly changed my mind, wanting to pound into her there and then.

But no.
It’s about her pleasure this time around
. The Monster would get his turn later in the fitting rooms. I couldn’t wait.

“Levi?” she breathed, her chest heaving. I loved the fine mist of perspiration that covered her skin.

“Come, baby. Explode on my tongue.”

I didn’t need to repeat myself. Her eyes squeezed closed tightly for a few seconds, and then the most beautiful expression took over her face as her orgasm hit her. I stared in wonder, amazed that I could do that to her.

After I slurped up her wetness, loving the musky yet sweet taste of my girl, I pulled her into my lap, wrapped my arms around her, and kissed her. She nuzzled into my neck, leaving soft feathery kisses on my skin.

“I love how I taste on your lips,” she murmured.

The Monster’s hardness was already at eight and a half, and now it had shot up another point. Did she even know what she did to me? “Get dressed, baby, or I may just change my mind about the shopping and fuck you right here for the rest of the afternoon.”

“You’re the best fuck buddy on the planet,” she said playfully. My heart twisted at the term. Now I was the one who hated it just as she’d got comfortable using the words.

She giggled as she shimmied off my lap, but not before she made sure she gave me a full view of her perfect, round ass.

*****

W
atching her change into the blue maxi dress I’d picked up at Gucci, I couldn’t help scolding myself once more for suggesting we leave the loft. Hell, she could easily have gone through online catalogues, picked out a wardrobe, and had it shipped overnight.

But then I won’t get the chance to fuck her in a public place.
Really, I couldn’t lose.

If there was one thing I prided myself on, it was being a man of my word. If I made a promise, it was written in stone. So I sucked it up and waited as Montana got ready to go shopping.

As she reached into the underwear parcel, I grabbed hold of her hand. “No panties today. I want access to your pussy at all times.”

My cock was rock hard and pressing painfully against my jeans. I was going to fuck her ass the first opportunity I got. Her mouth formed an
O
but she didn’t argue, and I watched silently as she dropped the underwear and slipped on the gold sandals I’d placed by her feet that the sales lady had assured me went perfectly with the dress.

I held out my hand. “Come here, gorgeous.”

A smile spread from the corners of her mouth over her whole face as she came toward me.

“I got something else I want you to wear,” I said with a wicked grin.

Her eyebrows raised a fraction as she studied me.

“No, it isn’t jewelry. I didn’t have time to shop for that.” I laughed.

The look of relief that flitted over her face was priceless. Montana was the only women I’d ever met who thought jewelry was a waste of money.

“Oh?” She seemed pleased. “What then?”

“I got
this
,” I said, pulling a brand new ass plug from my pocket. “This is way more fun.”

I’d gone to the bathroom and washed it with warm soapy water while she was brushing her hair, my heart beating in my cock as I handled the silicone beaded plug while hiding it from her until I was ready to show it.

Her eyes widened. I’d never asked her anything like this before.

“Bend over, Montana. I’m going to get you ready for The Monster.”

Without a word she lifted the dress and leaned over the armrest of the sofa, her ass raised in the air.
Pure perfection
. Within two seconds I was rubbing her cheeks, groaning at the feel of the firm flesh beneath my hot palms. This was fucking torture. Sweat beaded on my brow as I took a few deep breaths to settle myself.

With slightly trembling fingers, I applied lubricant to the plug, then pried her ass cheeks open. Soon The Monster would fill this hole. In the meantime, I slowly fucked her ass with the silicone, pushing in and out, every time an inch deeper until it all disappeared.

“That’s my good girl,” I said, slapping her ass cheek lightly.

“Jesus, Levi, I can feel every inch of it.” I’d purchased the biggest plug I could find, and I was fucking proud of her for taking it all at once.

“Good. Every time you move, I want you to think about my cock sinking into your ass.” I wiggled my eyebrows at her. “I’m going to ravage you the first place we go.”

My hands went back to my pockets. I’d keep the other goodies I’d purchased for later. I’d promised her an afternoon she’d never forget and I was determined to give it to her.

*****

T
o my delight, Montana allowed me to pick out several outfits for her to try at the first boutique store we visited. I liked that she valued my opinion.

Her face had a glow to it that I was pretty sure was caused by the friction of the plug every time she moved and it appeared as if she was having a hard time concentrating on the racks of clothing in front of her.

Every single sales assistant must’ve seen the
Pretty Woman
movie, because they were extremely attentive and actually a pain in the ass, the way they kept hanging around us and cooing about what a sweet couple we were.

Finally, we came to the part I’d been waiting for. I sat in a plush upholstered chair while the pesky sales lady insisted on helping Montana change into the first outfit. I’d have to get rid of her somehow, and soon, because my dick wanted the action I’d promised him, and he wasn’t exactly patient.

I sucked in a breath when Montana made her first appearance. I was used to seeing her in corporate appropriate colors like navy and cream and black, or wearing only underwear or nothing at all. Except for the red dress she wore to her birthday celebration and the blue Gucci dress she had on that day, I hadn’t really seen her wear anything overly patterned or colorful.

That was why the sight of her in a pink and coral floral dress in a style reminiscent of the 50s was like a breath of fresh air. She twirled so that the full skirt billowed, and I had to let out a low whistle of admiration. This carefree side of Montana was growing on me.

Five more changes and I waited patiently—
okay, I’m lying
—to cheer every time she made her appearance.

By this time, everyone in the store had gathered around us to take a sneak peek when she appeared. It had turned into a damn fashion parade. I sighed as I discreetly adjusted my aching cock and crossed my ankle over my knee to hide the bulge in my pants. I couldn’t very well tell everyone to fuck off because I had other plans for my girl.

Another six outfits later and I was ready to leave and go to the next store. I’d have a chat to the saleslady when we arrived so that didn’t turn into a circus too. My balls couldn’t handle it.

Montana had changed back into the blue dress and came to stand in front of me. She tilted her head to the side, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Did you enjoy the show?”

“Of course. Although it didn’t go quite as I’d hoped.” I was just being honest.

The saleslady, hovering three feet away, had an expression of alarm on her face. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Mr. Barrington. I’m new here and I really tried my best.”

“You did well, Justine.” I gave her a smile to put her at ease. It wasn’t her fault she hadn’t seen the X-rated, uncut version of
Pretty Woman
I had playing in my mind.

“Um, there are so many I like,” Montana said, while eyeing all the outfits she’d just tried on hanging on a mobile rail. “Which to choose?”

I pushed to my feet. This was fun, but I’d had enough. “We’ll take them all. Wilson will be around to pay and collect them later.”

It was too easy; Montana would look a million bucks even if she wore a hessian sack.

Montana gasped. She must’ve been doing the math in her head. The sales lady, too, because I could swear she was salivating and her eyes glistened as she licked her lips.

I took a step closer to Montana and squeezed her ass. The ass with the plug in it, the thought of which was driving me a little crazy.

“Let’s go, baby. You’ll be thanking me soon enough.” Accompanied by eyebrow waggling, there was no mistaking what I meant.

Montana’s cheeks turned bright red. She was so fucking adorable. I leaned in and kissed her on her mouth, our first public kiss. There was a lot of coughing and giggles around the store, but it just edged me on to deepen the kiss.

“Thank you, ladies,” I said with a wide grin once I finished the kiss. Montana put her palm to her cheeks and smiled, too. She knew that was only the warm-up.

*****

I
’d decided that an upscale department store would be next. The personal service wasn’t as full-on and there were usually enough other customers to distract the salespeople. At least I hoped so.

Thirty minutes later, my vision had materialized. I’d let the salesperson know that we’d call if we needed help. She was a surly older woman who was clearly having a bad day—no, make that a bad decade—by the way her mouth pulled downward and stayed that way.

“Suit yourself,” she said with a smirk. “It’s nearly my break anyway, and I’ve been short-staffed all week. My feet are killing me.”

I assured her she’d feel better after a break and that I was more than capable of helping my girlfriend in the fitting rooms.

“Your
girlfriend
, huh?” Montana said, as soon as the woman turned to leave.

I shrugged. “What else am I going to call you?” Fiancée or wife had a nice ring to it, but I didn’t want to freak Montana out. Small steps were what we needed. Besides, girlfriend sounded sweet. I hadn’t had one of those since high school.

She slapped my arm playfully. “Um, who’s afraid to use the term
fuck buddy
now?”

I squirmed and grew hot under the collar. Those words irked the hell out of me. “Montana, please can we just be boyfriend and girlfriend? I’m asking you officially.”

Her eyes widened as she stared at me. I swallowed hard. Too much too soon?
I hope I haven’t fucked this up.

A smile spread over her face. “I’d like that,” she said, and reached up to kiss me. It was a small breakthrough, but to me it meant the world.

“Boyfriend and girlfriend,” she repeated, her voice hitching and her eyes extra damp, as if tears were about to spill over any second. Yet she grinned from ear to ear at the same time. Why did women do that? Cry when they were obviously happy?

“
Baby
,” I said in a gruff voice. I showered her face with kisses, sucking up the saltiness on her cheeks and not giving a damn who saw us.

This is how it should be.

F
unny how it was the small things that made me the happiest. Levi had spent an absurd amount of money on new clothing, underwear, and shoes, yet it was three little words that made my heart melt.

Boyfriend and girlfriend. For me, that was a giant leap. What would Mom say? Would she be mad that I broke my promise?

Besides Timmy in the first grade, who made me tick a little box to say
yes
I’d be his girlfriend, and then it lasted all of three days before he took it back, I’d never had a real boyfriend.

I wanted for her to meet Levi, to see that he was nothing like Adrian. That he’d protect me from harm and not hurt a hair on my head. She was jaded about all men, and it would take an extraordinary man to even begin to change her mindset.
Wouldn’t she want for me to be happy?
Falling in love was the best thing that had ever happened to me, so how could it be wrong?