ROMANCE: Bear Naked Passion (Billionaire Bear Trio Book 2) (52 page)

“I will punish you for making me wait,” he said in a soft voice.

“What?” she asked as he sat back down.

“Take it off before I tear it off,” he said and even though she was a little hesitant, she did it anyway. She looked at him as her bra came lose to allow her breasts to hang loosely on her chest.

“Panties too,” he commanded and she very slowly pushed it off with her shaky hands. “Good girl,” he whispered as he looked at her.

As she stood there, she was not very sure what he had in mind. There she was standing naked in front of him and he was still fully dressed, literally watching her. He held his hand out and she put a hand in his so that he could pull her to where he was. She stood in between his legs as he looked into her eyes.

“This is what I want,” he said in a soft voice. She closed her eyes when she felt him gently raising his hands caressing her up to her ass. She gasped when she felt his fingers digging into her flesh. “I can’t tell you, how long I have waited to have you here…to have you in my arms,” he said in a whisper as he got up. He brought a hand up and gently brushed her hair off as he looked into her eyes. She exhaled lightly as he gently lowered his head to meet her lips in a long slow kiss. She gently angled her head as he kissed her. She was exhaling into his mouth when he held a lock of her hair, holding her against himself. When she pulled away, she could feel his cock hard against her thigh.

“Can you feel that? Can you feel how much I want you?” he whispered in her ear and she nodded. “I want you to do something for me,” he said before taking her earlobe in between his teeth. “When it gets too much, I want you to tell me to stop.”

“What are you talking about?” she asked as a naughty smile played on his lips. He sat back down and patted his lap.

“I’m about to show you the other side of me.” He pulled her down and ran a hand down from her shoulder to her breast. “The
real
me.”

Allison could almost guess what he was about to do. She had after all been caught up in the Fifty Shades drift with the rest of the world. Her heart was racing as she lay on his lap. The minute she felt his hand come down on her, she immediately knew what she was in for.

Chapter 2

As she shifted her weight on her seat, Allison was reliving the previous night over and over. At the back of her mind, she kept on thinking that maybe she should have sat out the next trip. But she didn’t want to look like she was acting weird even though there was nothing normal about that particular day. The truth was that she had let the lead singer of the band she had been covering have his way with her and she was now meant to act like everything was normal…and everything was, except for the fact that her ass was stinging from all the spanking she got last night. From the corner of her eye, she could see Noah looking at her as he talked to his bandmates and it took everything she had not to just run over to where he was.

“Burgess, good work with the blogs,” Phil said as he walked past. “Way better than the shit TMZ prints,” he added before he sat down.

“Actually,” Moira Sutton, Noah’s personal assistant said as she sat down next to her. “TMZ is a gossip site so of course they are going to print shit.” She looked at Allison and smiled. “Maybe you should just quit your day job and set up your own site.”

Allison smiled and rolled her eyes.

“So far, I like the perks of the job,” she said as she looked around. “I don’t think I am ready to give it all up yet.”

“Speaking of giving up, my boss went MIA on me last night,” Moira said and Allison feigned seriousness.

“He did?” she asked.

“Yeah, just after you left. I mean one minute he was there and then the next thing I know I can only see three of the Maniacs.”

Allison pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear and tapped her pen on the journal she had in her hand.

“Maybe he needed to catch up with an old friend or something,” she said and Moira shook her head.

“In Nashville? It was a last minute venue plus it’s not like he is all buddy-buddy with Carrie Underwood or something,” she said.

“Is Carrie Underwood the only country musician you know?” Allison asked.

“Well, there was that time I met Lady Antebellum and Eric Church…so, there is that.” Moira took a long sip of her water and shrugged. “And I know Noah keeps in touch with Taylor Swift but I don’t think she lives in Nashville anymore.” Allison smiled as she shook her head.

“She still has a place in Nashville but she spends most of her time in New York or her California beach house. Everyone knows that.” She stole a glance at Noah again before she turned back to Moira. “I’m sure your boss s fine. I think he just needed some time alone.”

“Allison Burgess, do you know something I don’t?” she asked and Allison shrugged.

“What would I know?” she asked. “I’m just a journalist.”

“Yes, and you guys usually know everything before the world does,” Moira pointed out.

Allison felt her cheeks flush.

“Well, this time round, you know so much more than I do, Moira,” she said before she opened up her journal again.

“Do you always do that?” Moira asked pointing at her journal. “I’ve never really seen you with a notepad and pen, not even in an interview.”

Allison shrugged and smiled.

“Yeah, it’s been a while. I guess I didn’t have anything interesting to write about until now,” she said. Moira shook her head in confusion.

“Wait, what’s happening now?” she asked. Allison panicked.

“Think fast,”
she thought as she looked at Moira
,
the only other person she had managed to get close to on the tour.

“Are you kidding? I’m on tour with The Maniacs,” she said in a soft but excited voice. “Honestly, I don’t think it can get any better than this.”

“Sometimes I wish it could get a little better than this,” Moira said in a soft voice. “I mean look at them?” she asked as she gestured at the group of skinny girls giggling and chatting up the band. “It’s like there is nothing more important than dressing slutty and getting a spank from a Maniac.”

Allison grinned and shrugged.

“The band members are pretty cute, you have to admit,” she said.

“Yeah, they are but seriously, do we always have to have the groupies all over the world?” Moira asked and she pointed to one of the girls who was busy twerking as the band mates looked on. “That is just sad.”

“Come on, they are having fun,” Allison said.

“Yeah, which brings me to the fact that my boss has been very unfriendly with the company lately. Noticed that?”

Allison shrugged.

“No…not really,” she said.

“You cannot be serious…he is right there and he doesn’t even look at the half naked girls,” Moira said.

“Moira, I need another cronut!” Eli, the guitarist called out before Allison could answer and Moira rolled her eyes.

“Sometimes I wonder just who the heck I am working for in this band,” she said as she stood up and walked away leaving Allison alone. She hated that she had to lie to Moira. She was the only one who really knew her. Even Noah didn’t know as much as Moira did. At least not yet. She sighed.

“Not yet. I am actually thinking of spending more time with him,”
she thought.
“Even after last night.”

She looked at her now almost half written page and sighed again. For a journalist, she was having quite a hard time putting down her thoughts. But maybe it was because this was no ordinary diary entry. It was one that told the story of the previous night’s events to the very last detail…

I had been holding on to the bedding and counted to twenty five before he finally stopped. I didn’t even think I would have been able to endure for that long but I had. He gently caressed my now hot ass as I lay there, panting. From the books and stories I had read, I was not so sure what to expect since he was in my hotel suite. So obviously there were no toys to play with. But the way he handled me…he was so rough and gentle at the same time. He was making me scream and moan all at once. It was almost like he was striking the perfect balance. After twenty five spanks I thought I had seen it all but more was yet to come. He grabbed my tights and used them to tie my hands to the bed spokes and that was when I came to know exactly how he liked having his fun. I had not pictured him as the dark Christian Grey type but the way he was hovering his hand over my skin making my skin feel like very hair on my body was awake.

He looked at me and began to slowly caress my already erect nipples. I was already wet as he caressed me gently. But even then I could feel the urgency in the soft caresses. He brought his mouth down and kissed my neck softly before he began working his way down my body. I raised my head and looked at him as he put his hands on my knees and spread them wide.

“Noah…” I uttered but he didn’t want to hear anything I had to say.

“Don’t talk unless I tell you to,” he told me in a soft commanding voice. He was gently caressing my soft inner thigh and I kept on expecting him to spank me, hard. But he didn’t. Instead, he lowered his head and engulfed my soft mound with the heat of his mouth. I let out a long low moan when he began flicking his tongue on my overly sensitive clit. This was all too much for me because I hadn’t had anyone do that for me…in a while. I was writhing and moaning and he was kissing, flicking and sucking. By the way he was going I knew that it was not going to be long before I exploded and he was already dipping his tongue into me tasting me, fucking me.

“Tell me what you want,” he said when he pulled away and I opened my mouth to speak but all I could do was just moan. He pushed in two of his fingers to test my wetness and I shook wildly. He was fingering me in and out, hard and fast...I wasn’t sure what he wanted me to say or even how he wanted me to say it. “Tell me, Burgess.”

“I want you,” I finally managed to say.

“What do you want me to do to you?” he asked again.

“I want you…I want you to fuck me,” I admitted just as I felt my walls giving way.

“Don’t do that. Don’t cum yet,” he said. “I haven’t allowed it yet.”

Was he kidding me? He was taking me to places I had only ever thought of. His finger in me and his thumb on my clit made it almost impossible for me to have sound reasoning –“

“You know I don’t have a show until later tonight,” Allison suddenly heard Noah’s voice making her look up. She slammed the journal shut and shrugged.

“And?” I asked.

“And I want to have some alone time,” he said as he sat down next to her. “With you.”

She shook her head and shrugged.

“Noah, I don’t think that all this is…” she started before he took her hand in his.

“Don’t think, Allison. Just do it,” he said just as the pilot announced that they were beginning the descent in Tampa.

“But Tampa is the last venue before…” she started and he gently squeezed her hand. “Everything goes back to normal after this.”

“What do you mean everything goes back to ‘normal’?” he asked.

“I live in Tampa, remember?” Allison asked and he shrugged.

“So what?” he asked and she shook her head.

“So the time the office gave me to cover you will be over in a couple of days and then it’s back to desk duty for me,” she explained. “And you will be back to…basically this,” she said as she looked at the rest of the band where they were busy messing around with some blond groupies.

“I told you,” he said as he looked into her eyes. “You are
what
I want. You are who I need.”

Alison wanted to have a comeback but it seemed near impossible. She could not think of a logical thing to say because he always had something to say. And it was always something she couldn’t ever answer.

Chapter 3

All Allison could think about as she rode in the cab back to her apartment was what Noah had said. He had made it very clear that he wanted her but all she knew was that as far as rock stars were concerned, commitment was not something that they considered in their prime and Noah Zimmerman was in the damn prime of his career.

“We’re here miss,” the cab driver said in a heavy Middle Eastern accent. She gave him a fifty dollar bill and he frowned. “But your ride was only nineteen fifty,” he said and she shrugged.

“I’m sorry…I don’t have anything smaller,” Allison said.

“But all I have is a five…my wife said she wanted money for groceries and the ATM machine ate her card…” Allison was trying hard not to smile but it was almost impossible not to find his ordeal funny. “Short story, she took all my cash and said that if I wanted to have my
giaourtlou
kebabs I had to give her the money I had and…” Allison put a hand up and smiled.

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it,” she said as she opened the door. “You can keep the change.”

“Thank you so much miss,” the driver said as she got her bags from the trunk.

“Don’t mention it,” she said before she turned around and walked into her building.

“Great,”
she thought as she walked towards the elevator.
“I just paid fifty bucks for a twenty buck ride.”

When she got to her apartment, she opened the door and took a long deep breath. She looked around and frowned.

“I should probably get to cleaning this place,” she said to no one in particular as she dropped her bags by the door. She had been away from her apartment for almost eight weeks and she could tell that her cleaning lady had obviously not being truthful about keeping her end of the weekly cleaning deal they had struck. But after almost ten hours on her feet, she was exhausted. Vacuuming and dusting would have to wait until she had taken a long shower and had a sandwich or something. She had just began taking off her t-shirt when she heard her phone vibrating in her pants pocket. She pulled it out of her pocket and sighed when she saw Noah’s number on the screen. She had only had the number for a few days but she already knew it off head. The two had not had a chance to talk after landing in Tampa. After all, there were two concerts in the state of Florida in two days…Phil’s exhausting idea of ending the tour with a bang. It had been great especially the fact that Allison and Noah had been too busy to sneak a chat but it had also being immensely tiring.

Allison was not sure whether she should answer Noah’s call or just ignore it. She wanted to do more than cleaning that night. She also wanted to finish her journal entry and maybe try and stretch the truth a little, try her hand at fiction writing. She was still trying to figure out whether to just hit ignore and head on to the bathroom when she felt her phone vibrating in her hand as a message came in.

I know you are in your apartment ignoring my calls. So, open up.

She raised an eyebrow over the other and shook her head.

“Wait, what?” she wondered as she looked at her phone.

I’m right outside your door.

She tossed her phone on the bed and walked to her front door.

“So, you are stalking me right now?” she asked when she opened the door where Noah was standing holding a black duffel bag.

“No, not really…I just asked for your address from Moira,” he said as he looked at her.

“Moira, seriously?” Allison asked running her fingers through her hair. “What did you tell her you needed my address for anyway?”

“That is need to know and by the way, I didn’t even know you two were all in buddy-mode like that. When did that happen?” he asked and she rolled her eyes.

“That is also need to know and you do not need to know, Noah,” Allison said crossing her arms over her chest. “You need to leave.”

“Why do you keep on doing that, huh?” he asked and she shrugged.

“What do you mean? Do what?” she asked. He slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her close to kiss her softly. “Don’t,” she whispered.

“You keep on acting like you don’t want me around but you never stop me when I reach for you,” he said as he began pushing her into the apartment. “You want me as much as I want you and you know it.”

“Please…Noah,” she closed her eyes.

He kicked the door shut with the heel of his shoe and led her to the living room where he dropped his duffel bag.

“What are you doing now?” she asked in a soft voice.

“I want you to talk to me. Like really, really talk to me,” he said. “Because I have been nothing but honest with you but you seem hell bent on pushing me away.”

“Oh please,” Allison said pushing him away. “Honest? When did that happen because all I know about you is that you are into some light BDSM shit…”

“Light BDSM shit?” he asked as he looked at her and she nodded.

“Well, all you did was spank me and control when I had my orgasm,” she said matter-of-factly.

“That is because I don’t want to just plunge you into the deep end. I am not that insensitive,” he said.

“So, let me get this straight,” she started as she held her hair up and began rolling it in a bun. “You see a plus size woman on your tour jet and you assume that you can just do whatever the hell you want because she will take it, right?”

He waited for her to turn around before he finally spoke.

“You cannot talk to me like that,” he said in a soft, controlled voice that surprised even him.

“And why the hell not?
You
followed
me
to my apartment, Noah. I can say whatever the hell I want,” she said putting on a brave face even though she could not really understand how the words just seemed to fly out of her mouth.

He got up and took a long deep breath before he suddenly backed her up against the wall making her gasp. He slipped a hand underneath her t-shirt and brought it up to cup a feel of her left breast.

“You can’t talk to me like that, Allison,” he said in a soft voice. “Because you are mine. Understand that?”

Allison wanted to snap back at him but the way he was gently kneading her breast made her realize that she just couldn’t say whatever the hell she wanted. She nodded and he kneaded her breast again.

“Right now, I am not Noah Zimmerman, your lead singer friend.” His hand was already undoing the buckle of her pants. “I am your master and I order you to talk to me about what you think is the big deal here. Why don’t you want me?” he asked and she exhaled loudly.

“I do want you,” she said as a tear rolled down her cheek. “At least I think I do.”

He pulled his hand away from her breast and took her hand in his before he led her to the couch. He sat down and she sat next to him, gently wiping the tears off her cheeks.

“What is it? What’s the big deal here?” he asked and she shrugged.

“Really? Rock star Noah Zimmerman is asking me what the big deal is?” she asked.

“Yes, and right now I am just Noah. I mean, you don’t hear me addressing you as journalist Allison Burgess, do you?” he said as he looked at her. “Why don’t you just talk to me? Tell me what the elephant in the room is because I clearly can’t see it.”

“That’s the deal, Noah. I am the elephant in the room. Just open your eyes and you will see it,” she said.

“What do you mean open my eyes?” he asked and another tear rolled down her cheek.

“Look at me, Noah,” she said as she stood up.

“I am looking at you,” he said.

“No, no, no.” She buried her face in her hands and shook her head. “You don’t get it, do you?”

“Get what? Damn it, Allison!” Noah stood up and walked to where she was. “What is it that I don’t get?” He held her plump face in his hands and looked right into her eyes. “Just tell me. Talk to me…like I was a two year old kid. Explain yourself.”

“Like a two year old kid,” she echoed and he nodded.

“I think that’s the only way I will understand what the fuck you are on about,” he said as she carefully put her hands on his waist. She slowly lifted his shirt up and he raised his hands over his head allowing him to pull the shirt off. She then undid his personalized belt buckle and then pulled down his pants. “I do not understand what is happening, here. Not that I’m complaining,” he said in a soft voice as he stepped out of his pants, taking off his shoes in the process.

“Just…just work with me here,” she said in a soft voice. She walked him up to the full length mirror that was next to the door.

“What are we doing?” he asked as he looked at her reflection.

“Tell me what you see,” she said and she shrugged.

“I see me in my underwear, feeling very weird by the way,” he said and she rubbed the side of her temple. She took off her t-shirt and pants and stood next to him. “What are you doing?” he asked and she shrugged.

“Now tell me what you see.”

“Same. Me, in my underwear. And you in yours…though I think it would be more fun if we were both naked right now.”

“So you don’t see it?” she asked again and he shook his head.

“See what? I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about,” he said and she sighed.

“Noah, I am the literal elephant in the room especially now standing next to that tight, perfectly muscled body and…” he turned around and kissed her softly, swallowing the rest of her words. She gasped into his mouth when she felt the clasp at her back suddenly get loose before her bra fell to the ground.

“What you do to me…” he held her even closer and lowered a hand to just above her waist. “What you make me want to do to you….”

He was now gently caressing the side of her face.

“Just to me or to every woman who comes your way?” she asked.

“I have never shown another woman this side of me, Allison.” He pushed her panties off and looked at her. “You inspire me to be true to myself.”

“And what is your true self?” she asked and a smile played on his lips before he walked to the door. She watched him as he secured the lock before walking to the living room. He picked up the black duffel bag and began walking to where she was.

“I want to show you, right now,” he said in a whisper before he kissed her gently. “Your bedroom, now.”

She nodded reluctantly before she led him down the hall to her bedroom. He took her phone and placed it on the nightstand before he turned to look at her.

“Are you going to have some kind of weird name for me, like slut or bitch?” she asked in a low voice as he placed the bag on the bed. He shook his head and looked up at her.

“The name Allison is just fine,” he said as his eyes ran down her body. “I need you to come here,” he said as he held his hand out to her. She put her small cold hand in his and he suddenly pulled her to himself. “I am going to restrain you like I did in Nashville, but this time I have my toys with me.” She nodded. “Good girl,” he said as she presented her wrists to him so he could cuff her. She then got on the bed and laid on her back giving him a chance to secure the cuffs to the bed. He got a small riding crop from his bag and placed it on her shoulder, slowly running it down her body making her sigh silently. He then secured her ankles and he smiled as he looked at her lying spread eagled on the bed.

“Now that’s just how I want you,” he said as he pressed the crop to her clit and she groaned. “Someone got wet, really fast.”

Allison was moaning softly as she felt him rubbing her clit using the crop. She was not sure what turned her on more. The fact that he was using the riding crop to get her off or that at any moment, the pleasure she was feeling would turn to pain. She shuddered when she felt a warm surge of energy inside her that presided her pre-orgasm. As if he knew what was about to happen, he pulled the crop away and gently ran it up the side of her body before he pushed his underwear off making her gasp at the size of his girth. He got on the bed and knelt on either side of her before he used the crop on the tops of her breasts. She shuddered again when he used the crop on her hip. And then her other hip.

“Just remember I can stop when you tell me to,” he said as he looked at her. She was breathing hard and heavy as he used the crop on the tops of her breast again. She did not even understand why her nipples were hard yet he was inflicting pain on her. She must have hard this side of her buried somewhere deep inside her because somehow, she loved everything he was doing to her. He suddenly moved back and got off her and before she had any time to protest, he had reached into his bag again to pull out the largest vibrator she had ever seen.

“Now remember, don’t cum,” he commanded as he held the vibrating toy against her already distended clit. Following his order was almost too hard. Considering he had literally rubbed her into a tizzy just minutes before, she was sure that the vibrating toy was going to make her explode at any minute. She was moaning loudly and trying to writhe on the bed but the restraints were too tight to allow her do anything. He quickly got on the bed and shoved his cock into her mouth making her gag as she struggled to accommodate his length. Suddenly, shoving himself down her throat was not enough for him. He had her right nipple in between his thumb and index finger and he was squeezing, gently but still enough to cause her some discomfort. Somehow, she had managed to get his entire length inside her mouth.