The Deal : Billionaire Romance (4 page)

Chapter 8

  Robin gazes out the large glass walls of the resort’s front lobby, the sun long set as she wraps her sweater around herself before crossing her arms over her chest.

  She sighs to herself , finally getting a few moments of peace and quiet after everyone said goodnight and went off to their rooms for the night.

“Are we ready?” Her boss asks her, resting his hand against her back as he walks up behind her. “All checked in.”

“Just a second.” She says.

“Pretty isn’t it?” He asks, standing beside her, looking out at the high tide. “Like it’s not even a real place.”

  She nods her head, biting her bottom lip gently as she turns around.

“Come on.” He says, looking down at her. “It’s late.”

  She follows her boss to the elevator, stepping inside of it and standing beside him as they ride it up to the top floor.

“It’s only a one bedroom penthouse suite, you know, for appearances.” He says, lightly scratching the tip of his nose as they walk down the long hallway to their room. “But you can have the bedroom, I’ll take the living room and crash on the couch.”

“The living room?” She asks, scrunching up her face in confusion. “In a hotel room?”

“I guess you’ve never stayed in a place like this then, have you?” He asks as they stop in front of their room, the last room down the hall, and he swipes the card against the lock before pushing the door open.

“No, I can’t say I have…” She says, her voice quieting as her jaw gapes open as she peers into the room, unable to even see it all from the doorway.

  Robin steps inside, her hand over her mouth, as she looks around the room, her eyes drawn to the large window on the other side.

  She walks over to it, gazing out of it at the ocean as the waves pass over the sandy beach below.

“Oh my…” She whispers to herself as she spins around before walking over to the appliance filled kitchen, stopping along the way as she gently brushes her hand over the plush, leather couch.

“This is a hotel room?” She exclaims, shaking her head as she turns back around to look at Kurtis.

  He nods his head, motioning with his hand for her to follow him.

  She does, quickly walking behind him as he grabs the crystal handle of a large wooden door before twisting it and pushing it open.

“Here’s your bedroom.” He says, stepping back and out of the way for her to step inside.

  She gasps as she enters the room, the gas fire place crackling in the corner as their bags are perched under the large window with the same gorgeous view.

“That’s got to be the biggest bed I’ve ever seen.” She says, as she walks towards the bed, gazing up at the flowing overhead canopy as she drags her fingers over the silken sand colored sheets.

“What do you think?” Her boss says, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest. “Good enough?”

“Good enough?!” She exclaims, shaking her head. “I can’t sleep here!”

“Why not?” He asks, stepping into the room.

“This is way too much!” She says. “I can be the one to take the couch.”

“No.” He says, shaking his head in disagreement. “I insist you take the bedroom.”

“This is amazing…” She whispers under her breath as she spins, having to take in the room again.

“You know what I think we need?” Kurtis asks, interrupting her. “Some wine.”

“I would love some wine.” She says, biting her bottom lip as she smirks.

  She follows him out of the bedroom, her eyes still scanning the room as they make their way to the kitchen.

  Robin leans against the granite countertop as she watches Kurt open the sparkling stainless steel fridge.

“Do you want a white or a red?” He asks, glancing over to her.

“Red, I guess.” She says, shrugging her shoulders. “I don’t really know anything about wine, though.”

“Red is a good choice.” He says, lifting up the bottle out of the refrigerator door before setting it on the island in front of her.

  She grabs it, trying to pronounce the French on the label as he turns around again to look for glasses in the cupboards.

  He pulls down two crystal glasses, the bottoms delicately etched, before gently placing them down on the counter.

  She hands him the bottle, gasping as he pops the cork before watching him pour the deep red wine into the thin glass.

“Thanks for coming.” He says, handing her one of the glasses.

  She gingerly grabs the delicate stem before resting the rim of the glass on her bottom lip before tipping a sip of the quenching liquid into her mouth.

“Don’t worry about it.” She smirks, smiling softly at him as she swallows before shyly licking her lips.

  They drink quietly for a while, the wine loosening them up as they giggle at each other’s conversation as Kurtis refills both of their glasses.

“So…” Robin asks, her face flushing slightly. “Do you really think I’m pretty?” She asks. “Like you said at dinner?”

“Well…” He says, clearing his throat. “I don’t think you’re ugly…”

“Before you said I was plain.” She says, leaning her cheek against her fist as her elbow rests on the table.

“Plain…” He repeats. “Not whorish.”

“But pretty still.” She says, nodding her head up and down as her cheeks flush further.

  Kurtis smirks, taking one last sip of his wine before resting his glass on the counter.

“You know what?” He says, his voice low, as he looks at the glass before trailing his gaze towards her. “I’m gunna go and have a shower…It’s been a long day…”

  Robin watches from under hooded lids as her boss winks quickly at her before disappearing out of the kitchen.

  Her heart pounds in her chest as a tingle begins to erupt deep inside of her belly. Was that an invitation?

  She lets out a shaking breath as she reaches over to his half empty glass before picking it up and pouring the liquid into her own.

  Robin swirls it around before bringing it up to her lips and swallowing the entire thing down.

  She places her glass down gently on the granite island before sliding herself down off her stool, hesitating momentarily as she hears the water begin to pour from the showerhead in the bathroom.

  She walks towards the bathroom, stopping in front of the ajar door as she listens to the droplets of water pour down before pressing her hand against the doorknob and pushing it the rest of the way open.

  Robin holds her breath as she steps inside the steamy bathroom, her eyes wandering from atop brightly flushing cheeks towards the closed, semitransparent shower curtain.

  She watches, letting out a trembling sigh as Kurtis rubs his hands along his body, rinsing himself off as the water falls on his skin.

  Her fingertips grasp the hem of her shirt before she slides it up her stomach and over her chest before pulling it over her head and letting it fall to the floor.

  Robin pushes down her pants, wiggling them off of her hips as she lets them slide down her thighs before she steps out of them as she reaches around her back to unhook her bra.

  Her heart pounds in her chest as she slips the straps off of her shoulders, her breasts falling from the cups as she holds them tightly against her chest with her forearm as she steps over to the shower.

  She reaches up, her fingertips gripping the curtain as she fills her lungs with a deep, shaking breath as her head swims.

  Is she really doing this?

Chapter 9

  Robin pulls the curtain back, her face flushing as she watches the muscles contract in his back as Kurt washes over himself.

  Her eyes trail down his back, over his tight waste before coming to rest on his muscular buttocks, not noticing as he looks over his shoulder.

“Joining me?” He asks, smirking as the water drips off of his face.

“I, uh…” She stammers, caught off guard and unsure of what to say.

  She slowly nods her head up and down as she steps over the smooth white wall of the tub, the pooling water wetting her feet as her eyes lock with her boss’s.

  She lets her arm fall to her side as she gazes down to his hips, her body trembling with anticipation as he places his hand on her shoulder before pulling her closer.

  Robin moans into his mouth as he presses his lips against hers, her jaw opening as she feels his tongue brush against her lower lip before sinking inside of her mouth, exploring, wrestling with her own tongue as their chests press together.

  He wraps his arms around her, his hands sinking down the curve of her thin waist as he pulls away, his lips brushing gently over her cheek before trailing down her neck to her shoulder.

  Robin tilts her head back, her chest heaving as he slides his hand between the cheeks of her plush butt before pulling them apart, squeezing their flesh, as the heat in her belly grows.

  She rests against the wall as Kurt falls to his knees, the water raining down onto his back as he brushes his lips against her stomach, his hands falling lower and lower as he rubs them up and down her legs.

  Robin holds her breath, biting down on her tongue, trying to calm her trembling body as Kurtis’s nose pokes against her flesh as his fingers trail up the inside of her right leg, tickling her thigh.

  She gasps out, pressing the tips of her fingers hard against the cold wall of the shower as he flattens his tongue against her, licking up against her slit as he gently lifts her leg up, resting her foot against the wall of the tub.

“Oh…” She whispers under her breath as Kurt’s tongue sinks deeper into her folds as he lips between her soaking wet lips.

“Mmm.” He moans as he swallows her sweetness, his fingers lightly rubbing up and down over her lips as he parts them.

  Robin sighs deeply as one of his fingers slips inside of her sinking in deeply against her sensitive tunnel as he slowly pumps it in and out as he swirls the tip of his tongue over her aching pearl.

“Ah!” She gasps, reaching down and threading her fingers through his wet hair as she feels Kurt suck her swollen clit into his mouth, his lips wrapping around it tightly. “Please don’t stop…”

  She whimpers as she feels a second finger slip inside of her, stretching her aching entrance as he drags them in and out, twisting them around in her slick.

“Let’s go to bed…” He whispers to her, nipping at her thigh he slides his fingers out of her.

  She nods her head, her face flush as she watches him turn off the taps before she pulls open the shower curtain and steps out of the tub.

  He follows closely behind her, his stiffness pressing against her hip as he steps out onto the matt before reaching for a towel.

  She moans out as she feels him wrap her in the plush towel, dragging it over her tingling skin as he dries her before quickly drying himself.

“Come on…” She whispers to him, grabbing his hand as she looks over her shoulder at him before pulling him out of the bathroom.

  His eyes trace her body, her delicate shoulders, her narrow waist, her thick, swinging hips and heart shaped bottom, as they walk towards the bedroom before she grabs the handle and twists it, opening the door.

  He pulls her back, smirking as she steps inside the room, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing the back of her neck.

  She moans in protest, pulling away from him before turning around and stepping backwards, her hands sliding down his arms as she pulls him inside.

“Fuck me…” She whispers, seductively biting on her bottom lip.

  He smirks at her as she lays back on the bed, pulling him on top of her as his lips connect with her neck, nibbling and sucking on her flesh as his fingers gently trail down her side and over her hip before sinking down between her leg.

  She giggles, sighing out deeply as she feels Kurt roll her onto her belly.

  He massages his hands against her full cheeks before sinking his finger under her hips and lifting her bum up into the air.

  She gets to her knees, closing her eyes and resting her cheek against the silky, soft sheets as Kurt closes the gap between them.

  He presses the head of his cock against her entrance before slowly dragging it up and down between her lips, rubbing it against her pearl before pulling it back through her slick.

  She gasps as she feels his stiffness slip inside of her, sinking deeply and stretching her walls before he slowly pulls himself back out.

  He sinks in again, even deeper this time as he begins to rock his hips back and forth, his shaft rubbing roughly against her walls as he drags his fingers down her stomach.

  Robin moans out as dips his fingers between her lips, swirling the pad over her tingling clit and pulling against her hood.

  She buries her face against the sheet as her walls tighten against Kurtis’s shaft, spasming around it and pulling it deeper inside of her as electric pleasures tingle up and down her limbs.

“Oh…” She groans as his cock swells inside of her, stretching her even further as his bucks his hips wildly.

“I’m gunna…” He moans, grunting as he crashes into her, gripping her hips tightly as his seed spills inside of her.

  Robin pants as he slips himself out of her, his thick cum dripping out from between her lips as she rolls onto her back, watching as Kurt lays down beside her.

“Sleep in here with me tonight…” She whispers to him as she reaches out and rests her hand on his chest, her head swimming as she closes her eyes.