Billionaire Alpha Romance: The Proposal (Mature Gentlemen Book 2) (2 page)

The Unthinkable

    “Bloody hell.” Luke muttered as he tried to arrange the files on his desk. He’d had a couple of bad days but nothing like this before. Not only did he feel lonely, but he had been drinking far too much. A bad hangover made him hurt from his groin to his head. More aspirins needed. Shaking with fatigue, he placed his head on the table and stared at the phone without blinking. He had to admit that he was bored.

He decided it was time to have some more fun with the sweet voice at the travel agency. With his hand shaking, he decided to punch the buttons to call the agency. When a tired sleepy voice answered, Luke coughed into the phone.

“Who is this? You’d better speak up.” Tracy loudly demanded while Luke tried to get himself together.

“It’s me, your loyal client.” He managed to whisper.

Tracy promptly sat upright and wiped her face. She instantly knew who was on the line. “How can I help you?” she asked.

“It’s daytime and you shouldn’t be sleeping at your desk unless you pulled an all-nighter last night.”

“Yeah right, you just caught me off guard. But to tell the truth, yes I did have a late night. Anyways, what can I help you with? I will cancel the trip as you requested.”

“No, please don’t do that. I want you to reconsider coming with me to Mexico. I swear not to bother you again if you do this for me.”

“Are you crazy?”

“Yes I am crazy about you.”

Those words made her giggle on the phone. She knew he was an important client and management was very concerned about losing his business. Tracy knew she should do whatever it takes to hold onto his business.

“Well okay, but let me be clear, this will be a business trip, I will be your tour guide, I will not ask anything else from you.” She demanded.

“Yes princess, it will be as you wish!” He said as he excitedly hung up.

The Jealous Girlfriend

Luke looked at the phone as he switched it off, the incoming call was from Courtney. He was trying to move on but now she’s calling back? He had never felt that way about any woman before and had hoped to know her better. But he knew he had just plain blown it. He wondered what was wrong with him; he had never felt any pain when a woman left him before. He bit his lower lip as he grabbed his coat and car keys. Maybe she doesn’t love me and was just looking for any excuse to throw him to the curb. He thought…

He switched his cell phone back on and dialed Courtney’s number.

“Hello,” she said.

“I thought it was over between us, what do you want?” he asked rudely.

“Can we talk?” she pleaded.

“I told you it’s over, don’t call me again” as he abruptly hung up. He wanted to try straightening out his life before considering taking her back.

Then he drifted to the way he felt for the mysterious woman at the travel agency. An appointment was planned to review the travel itinerary for their upcoming trip. He looked at his watch; he was not going to be late meeting the lady with the beautiful voice.

****

At twelve noon, the colored elevator doors opened and Courtney stepped out into the meticulous decorated expanse that was Luke’s office reception area. The receptionist was on the phone. The main reception desk was solid mahogany wood and weighed about two thousand pounds costing tens of thousands of dollars. She just walked right past the receptionist.

“Ma’am, may I help you?” asked the receptionist.

“Don’t you know who I am? I’m Luke’s girlfriend; tell him I’m here waiting for him.” She demanded.

“I’m sorry ma’am but he went on a trip.”

“What?”

“You heard right, he left yesterday.”

“Can you please tell me who he went with?” she asked curiously. She knew he would never go alone on a trip like that.

“I don’t know the exact place or whom he went with, all I know is he went to Mexico.”

Courtney felt bad because now she wanted to go with him.

The Big Trip

The airport seemed empty as they walked ahead. The bright light coming through the airport windows made Tracy cover her eyes while she fumbled to put on her new sunglasses. She looked beautiful. Luke stared at her with salacious lust; he couldn’t remember the last time he was attracted to a mature woman. He wanted more of her and at his age of 50, it felt like time to start settling down.

They waited for twenty minutes then boarded the plane. She wanted to control herself next to him but it was hard, he was definitely a handsome man. She could free her anxiety building but instead leaned her head back and closed her eyes.

She looked beautiful as he watched her sleep. The flight took them five and a half hours but they had barely talked to one another. Once on the ground, she leaned her head on the taxi window as they traveled to their destination. She didn’t know what would happen and didn’t want to ask. She opened her eyes as they reached Coast Hotel Romantica.

They walked into the Five-star resort. She followed him to the receptionist desk and suspected he would have plans to spend the night with her. She smiled to let him know she was okay with whatever room arrangements he may have made. She wasn’t going to oppose, all she wanted was to execute her plan of having a fun trip. She knew this was a golden opportunity that she would never afford in a lifetime. Proposals like these don’t fall from trees, for once in her life, she felt young. Maybe it was the Mexican air, but a chance to have sex with a handsome rich tycoon, why not go for it?

“Hola, como puedo ayudarle?” the receptionist asked before he could introduce himself.

“Hablas ingles?” he asked.

“Yes, I speak English.” answered the receptionist.

“I’m Luke Bradford and I made a reservation.”

“Just a minute please.” She typed his name on the computer and removed two key cards. “Room 1532 and 1533. Tracy looked in shock; she expected them to share one room. Luke had called earlier to change his first arrangement. He wanted her to be comfortable.

“Is everything okay?” she asked him expecting him to say there was a mistake with the rooms.

“No, you can choose which room you want.” He said as the receptionist led them to their rooms. This was not what she had in mind. He was acting strange. She wondered if he didn’t enjoy her company on the plane?? She was devastated; she wondered how she would make this arrangement work when he didn’t even like her. She tried to hold back her tears as she grabbed the key card.

“I’ll take this.” She read the card, 1533.”

“You haven’t seen the rooms yet”

“It doesn’t matter.” The receptionist showed them the rooms and she opened hers without a word. She put down her bags and changed. She was disturbed as to why he booked separate rooms. She needed to rest and ponder awhile.

***

Luke felt uneasy knowing she was in the next room; he wanted to show her that he was a gentleman and cared more about her. He felt she was very special. He stared out the window and decided to go take a walk along the beach. He wanted to take some time to think about this trip. It was obvious to him that she didn’t like him. He stared out at the bay, his eyes were as grey as the thick fog and the choppy water lapping beneath his feet.

He knew she would never be his, he knew she was different from the ladies he dated. He braced himself against the cool breeze off the water. Only one thing could warm him today, her warmth but it was no use. She was out of reach. Behind him, the bleat of sea lions flopping in heaps along the shore sounded the way he felt, lonely with no one around to hear.

Tracy watched him from the balcony; she was wearing sexy lingerie. She wanted him; she missed his smell. He looked up and saw her; she was stunningly beautiful and irresistible. He wanted her but he felt he should avoid making her feel uncomfortable. He stood as he stared up. She felt weak from his stares; she wanted to jump on him. She started feeling confused, whether to take a little revenge or to love him. He walked slowly toward the balcony as she went back inside. She wanted to torture him and it was working.

He walked briskly back to the hotel straight to her room. He hesitated to knock on the door. He finally knocked and she opened on the third knock.

“How may I help you?” she asked.

“I thought maybe you would like to take a walk along the beach.”

“No I’m fine.”

“At least let me talk to you. I know I’m really messed up but we can talk like friends.” She opened the door wider for him to enter. He sat on the chair next to her bed. She was watching Sky news. He thought maybe she would be watching celebrity gossip like all the other women he dated but she definitely has more class. This made him wonder about her more. She felt uncomfortable as he peered at her sexy lingerie and she tried to ignore him.

“I wanna thank you for coming on the trip with me. It means a lot to me.” He finally said. She wondered why he said that and yet booked two separate rooms. She suspected that he was trying to play some games with her.

“It’s okay, I’m also happy to be here.”

“You don’t look happy at all.” He looked her in the eye.

“At first it was just business, but later I decided to come here because I want to be here.” She moved closer to him. Her legs brushed his legs and he stood up. She could feel that he was uncomfortable and he could feel her boobs bracing his chest.

She pretended to be strong as she seduced him. She brushed her lips on his while her eyes stared directly at him. “I really enjoy your company and I’d like to keep this working relationship last longer. You’ve been a loyal customer for five years, coming here was the least I could have done.” She moved away from him leaving him to want more. He cleared his throat as he turned to face her. He wanted to jump on her.

“Now tell me, what your hobbies are?” he asked trying to distract himself.

“Pretty much everything.” She answered leaving him to wonder what she meant. Her game was working and she felt like she was winning. She wanted to make sure he was kneeling and begging to sleep with her. She tried to block her desires of sleeping with him from surfacing.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” he asked and felt ashamed for doing so. He never wanted her to know he was interested in her; he was not ready for a serious relationship.

“No I don’t.” she replied with confidence that really shocked him. She pretended not to pay any attention to him.

“A beautiful girl like you can never be without a boyfriend.” She turned and looked at him then went back to flipping the news channels. She couldn’t help but chuckle; she moved slowly and planted a kiss on his arm.

“What do I get as a thank you for coming on this trip?” she gave him a swift smack on the butt.

“Ow! What was that for?” he was surprised but he wanted to control himself. She was irresistible. He wanted her but was trying not to show it.

“Nothing, I just want to make conversation.” She was determined to eventually seduce him. She wanted to see if he really enjoyed her company. She took her hand lower again and softly stroked his thighs. His chest rose against her as he took a deep breath and continued to stroke her body. His chin grazed the top of her shoulder as he leaned forward and fidgeted to get more comfortable.

“I think you need a special shave from me.” She admonished with a kinky but faint voice.

He raised a hand and stroked his jaw while highlighting his unshaven face. “Wow really? Yeah I suppose I do.” He walked to the bathroom, then stripped down to his tight briefs and came back with a razor and shaving foam in his hand.

“Move forward a little.” She asked. He unfurled her legs and wrapped them around his trunk. She was now sitting on his lap. She wondered how weak he was to women. She watched as he squirted the foam on his hand and rubbed it on his face. Watching him shave was such an intimate act.

He picked up his razor but instead of shaving, he held it out to her. He didn’t say a word but his gestures said plenty. She took the razor nervously and held his face as she drew a smooth curve along his jaw that ended at the tip of his chin. She was so scared of cutting him that her hands were quietly shaking. She used slow and steady strokes shaving one side of his face. She listened closely as she heard the bristles being severed. Her heart was in her throat because she’s never done that to a man before.

Meanwhile his hands caressed her sides and then settled on the small of her back. She worked the blade carefully over his face until she revealed his clean, smooth profile. His hand reached to tilt her chin up. He smiled and kissed her. She felt weak from his kisses despite her still wanting a twinge of revenge. He started to chuckle as his eyes looked down, then back up as his eye brows furled. He smiled and she realized he was smiling because the head of his cock was straight up.

She shuffled forward slightly so that she could feel his cock press against her as she returned to the task at hand. His hands moved to her breast as she tilted her chin up. Ever so careful, she eased the razor up and over his Adam’s apple and under his chin.  She smoothed her hands over his face, wiping off a few specs of foam that remained on his face. His eyes rarely left her face. She cupped his face in her hands, her thumbs stroking his cheekbones and she leaned to kiss him deeply. He tightened his hold on her and pulled her body tight against his.

She broke away from his sensual mouth and kissed along the underside of his jaw while running a fingertip up the center of his neck. Her teeth nibbled his ear and she felt his hands massaging her boobs on their way down. His cock prodded her stomach to remind her he was still there. She was happy it was working and he could be seduced by her. His hands eased themselves under her thighs and he tilted her backwards. She laid back on the bed, his cock sitting between her thighs. His fingers danced along her knees to her inner thighs where they eagerly explored her personal zone.

“I’m not the only one who needs a shave.” He chuckled.

“You cheeky man.” As she gripped his cock in one hand. She had a quick delve to check herself below and realized he was right. An idea formed in her mind and a slow smile spread across her face. She released his dick and put her hands on the side then unhooked her legs. She got up and walked over to the bathroom cabinet. She turned back and stood by the side of the bath as he followed her like a puppy dog. He looked and she held something out to him. She crouched down by the side of the bath and watched his face as he realized what she wanted to do. He stood there and just stared at her. He was lost for words. She kissed him and walked towards the door briefly glancing back and smiling. Her small pink razor was in her hand. She led him to the bed and sat on the edge.

He knelt on the floor by her feet, and ran his hands up her calves to her knees. He looked up at her and she leaned forward to kiss him, reassuring him. He took his time to part her knees and brushed his fingers against the soft flesh that awaited him.

He twirled a few fingers through the hair of her neatly trimmed triangle, at least it was neat until she forgot to get it waxed.

“How much do you want off?” he looked up as he asked.

“It’s up to you.” She raised her foot off the ground and brushed her toes against his cock as it was poking through the foot of his towel. It jumped in response. He had the full creative license. He grabbed her foot and raised it higher, forcing her to lie flat on the bed. He stood and leaned forward. He placed one hand on either side of her shoulders.

“You might regret saying that.” He said and kissed her and she giggled as she felt his cock nudging her stomach. He pulled away and glanced around the room as he looked for something.

“What can I use as a shaving gel” he asked.

“Oh, I didn’t think of that.”

“What about some lube, it will make things nice and slippery.” He suggested.

“It’s in the top drawer of the bedside table. It will make things tingly as well.” She had never done this in her life, letting a man shave her. He squeezed a small amount on the palm of one hand and rubbed his hands together. He massaged it through her hair and along the top of her inner thighs. She shivered with delight and anticipation as the tingling sensation of the lubricant began to take effect.

“Are you sure you want me to do this?” he asked waving the razor at her. She smiled and nodded, settling herself for the forthcoming task. He knelt between her legs, then raised one thigh and with his fingers pulled the flesh around her groin taut. She felt short smooth strokes of the razor as he tidied up the stray hairs that had grown there. Then she felt long strokes as he shaved from the bottom of her butt forward. She could feel herself getting warm as he gently stroked her silky smooth flesh with his fingers.

His fingers teased the hair of her bush as he started trimming from the front, taking little movements while he tidied her up a bit at a time. She felt small soft kisses being planted on her stomach as he trimmed more and more of her hair. She was definitely getting warm now. She sighed as he continued and she heard the rasping noise of the blades as they flew along the surface of her skin. Short and slow with firm strokes, he cleared most of the remaining hairs. He left only a thin line which ended above her clit. She knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself.

“Now you are as smooth and bare as a baby’s ass.” He said while he kissed the front of her newly shaved mound and he stroked the fuzz free outer part of her labia. The sensation of the new bareness and the tingling lubricant distracted her as she laid there. Just as she started to drift off, she felt some more lube being spread between her legs. It really beat the beauty salon by a big margin. He smoothed the blades along the very tip of her outer lips. He took great care stopping at her clit. Her clit was starting to swell with arousal. He ran the razor down the other side. He paused along the smooth and slick length with not only the lube but also with her own juices. She knew she was turning him on, and she never expected to be turned on as much as she was. What she had always considered tidiness was now turned into a sensual and erotic act.