ROMANCE: The French Billionaire (A Dark New Adult Billionaire Romance) (Billionaire Romance,Contemporary Romance,Untamed Billionaire,Short Stories) (5 page)

Emily could kick herself. All she wanted to do was go home, and yet she had been talked into an extended shift.
I need the money
. She thought as she sighed, but it didn’t make it any better. She couldn’t help but to shake her head as she gritted her teeth. She just didn’t like that they were bouncing her from station to station.

Working the desk would be one thing, but food service?
She tried not to scoff, but it’s what she hoped she’d avoid by working for a hotel in the first place.
To no luck.
She sighed. With that, she put on the apron, washing up just the way she needed so that she could go up.
Room 1021.
She thought to herself, sighing as she started to wheel the cart into the elevator, hoping that she would get lucky and no one would pop in to ride with her.

The last thing she needed was someone contaminating the food cart. She was happy to see that she went up there without any hassle at all, and the one person that did actually start to get in stopped at the look on her face. She couldn’t help but to smile as she started to go to the room, checking the numbers as she went. She smiled as she knocked loudly, waiting.

It was a minute before anyone answered, and she wanted to sigh a little more as Emily knocked harder. She hated to be kept waiting. Just as Emily was going to knock a third time the door opened, and there was a very hot, angry looking man staring at her with just a towel wrapped around his waist. She could see his dark, curly happy trail that hinted at what was beneath that towel, and he smirked a little as she looked at him completely unsure of what she should say.

“Did you come here to deliver the food or to gawk at my body?” The man smirked a little as he looked at her. She couldn’t help but to blush deeply, and she feared that it would be creeping down her neck soon enough. His eyes seemed to look right through her. She started to push the cart in, eager to leave as the man closed the door before him.

“Your order…” She said, seeming to stumble over it, trailing off in the end.

“Yes, I believe it would be unless you have the wrong room.” He continued to tease her, and her blush did start to creep down her neck and to the top of her breasts. She only wished she had the buttons done up a little more.

“I assure you that it’s fine, sir.” She said, trying not to sound tight. Emily reminded herself that it was important that she be polite. He was obviously a paying customer who had more than enough money by the suite that he had chosen, but there was something about his tone that already had her getting defensive.

“You assure me, huh?” He teased her, closing the door a little, and something in her heart pounded as Allen stepped in the way of the door.

“Are you new at this?” He purred a little bit, and she couldn’t believe that she thought he was purring. She couldn’t help but to blush, and Emily immediately shifted her attention so that she could work on everything else that was going on. She lifted the tray, starting to set everything up for him.

“Would you like me to leave the cart or put it on the table?” She asked, and her voice barely came above a whisper.

“You can just leave it there.” He said, and with that he stepped out of the way just enough for her to squeeze by, but something about him captured her in his gaze. She shook herself out of it as she bowed her head and walked out. Allen watched her go, and he couldn’t help but to grin a little bit.
Emily.
He thought, having read her nametag.
That name will just have to do
. He opened the door.

“Oh, Emily.” He called down the hall, making her freeze and turn around. He watched as she put on a smile to make it seem as if she wasn’t both aroused and freaked out.

“Yeah?” She said as casually as possible.

“I’d like some wine in an hour.” He said.

“I get off in an hour.” Emily blurted out, and she immediately regretted it. For some reason his smirk just widened a little bit.

“Oh? I’ll call your manager and see.” He said, and with that he shut the door. Emily was steaming as she made her way down to the main floor, and she couldn’t wait to clock out. Little did she know that Allen really was calling her manager who was standing there with a sour expression on his face.

“You pissed him off.” Mr. Roberts said, and she looked at him, nearly gaping.

“Pissed him off?” She exclaimed, and yet he shook his head.

“Look, Mr. Deval is a very important man here, and it’s important he’s happy. You’re going to bring that wine and apologize. I will pay you for the time, but if you aren’t there you’re fired.” He huffed before he walked away, and she was left there staring as the time passed by slowly.

Luckily, she was put on desk duty, and so the hour ticked by without Emily having to deal with anyone else, but it also left her completely to her thoughts. She couldn’t ignore the pounding in her heart, and every time she thought about the strange, insistent man, she could feel herself blushing as she thought about him with only that towel wrapped around his waist. Her boss gave her a look as he held up the bottle of wine and cart an hour later, and she gritted her teeth as she put on a fake smile, going to the elevator once more. She had no idea what to expect.

Allen waited, making sure that his shirt was mostly buttoned up, but he left two buttons undone. He couldn’t help but to smile a little as he tapped his foot, looking at the empty trays. He did always enjoy this hotel.
They have great food.
He thought. He tapped his foot, smiling as he heard the knock, and he reveled in making her wait. He knew she was thinking about him with a towel on, and he couldn’t wait to see her expression with him cleaned up. He opened the door, letting her in without a word. Emily’s eyes raked over him, and she blushed a little bit.

“Your wine.” She said, and he kicked the door closed gently, making sure it didn’t slam. Emily looked at him confused as her heart started to pound.

“I’m sorry I made you nervous. I’m so cranky after a long ride.” He said, and she looked him in the eyes.
That’s right.
He thought, and for a moment she was caught in that gaze, swearing she could see a flash of red. She felt her body relax, and she smiled a little.

“It’s fine.” She said, feeling a little better with the man.

“You’re off work now. I just wanted the manager to send you up.” He said, smiling a little, and she nodded.
It seems reasonable.
She thought, but something nagged at her.

“I’m sorry.” He said, popping open the wine bottle which came with two glasses in case he had a guess. He poured into both, smiling as he put them down for a minute.

“I realized I’ve yet to introduce myself.” He said. “Allen Deval. It’s a pleasure to meet you Emily.” He said, putting the wine glass in her hand as she stared at him, seeming almost lost. She took it, and Emily took a sip, unsure what to say.

“A pleasure to meet you as well.” She said before taking another sip, and his smile grew. He lounged in the chair in the sitting room, motioning for her to sit as well. Emily thought for a moment, but when glancing into his eyes she found herself sitting down.

“See. You’re relaxing.” He said, chuckling deeply, and she couldn’t help but to get wet even though she tried to hide it. There was something about those eyes and that deep chuckle that pulled her in, but out of the corner of her eye she could swear that there was a flash of red.

“I suppose so, but I should really get going.” She said, and he shook his head still smiling lightly.

“Why is that? You can enjoy yourself after work.” He said teasing her, and she blushed a little.

“I suppose so.” She replied, and Allen just shook his head.

“Wait. Am I keeping you from someone?” He said, and he tipped the wine to pour her another glass as she finished her first. His hand brushed her arm, making her shiver. She looked at him, and he was still standing close as her hands shook while she took another drink.

“No.” She squeaked out, and he shook his head almost in disbelief.

“I can’t believe that. A beautiful girl like you? There must be someone waiting at home.” He said, as if daring her to tell him otherwise, and she shook her head. Emily had lost her voice with those eyes staring at her.

“Beautiful?” She said, and she put her wine glass down. He smiled, and Allen didn’t take another moment before he put two fingers under her chin, gently tilting it up to look her in the eyes.

“Gorgeous.” He whispered before his lips met hers.

It was fire in her veins as he kissed her, and she could feel her pussy growing wetter by the moment as his lips moved over hers in a dance she wasn’t expecting. She couldn’t help but to groan as her eyes fluttered closed and his fingers wrapped in her hair. She shivered when Allen pushed his tongue over hers, caressing it as if he knew exactly how to play her where she was moaning with parted lips when he finally broke it and pulled away.

He smiled at her, tracing a finger down her cheek and to her neck. Allen traced the curve of her vein as she groaned a little, looking over him. Emily’s eyes raked down, and she could see the bulge in his pants. It was large, and her eyes widened. A soft moan escaped her lips again as he chuckled, and Allen leaned down to whisper in hear ear. His breath was hot against her, and it made a shiver run down her spine.

“I know you’re wet.” He teased her, and she started to bite her bottom lip, unable to respond.

She just looked up at him where he kissed her one more time. Allen pressed his lips to hers a little more aggressively this time as his hands went around the back to unsnap her bra. He pulled her top off of her, and Emily let him as she blushed. Her bra slid to the ground, and she was left in just her skirt and the small heels she was wearing. Allen’s fingers reached down to tweak her nipple, rolling it between his fingers as she groaned.

“You want this don’t you?” He asked her, knowing he wanted to hear her say it. He tugged on her nipple a little harder when all she did was moan, and her attention snapped back to him.

“Yes.” She whispered after he repeated the question, arching into his hands as he started to tweak and tug on her other nipple, sending shivers of excitement through her.

She could feel her wetness starting to make a damp spot on her silky panties, and little did she know that Allen could smell it. He groaned as the smell of her blood and arousal mingled together, setting everything about him on edge. She closed her legs together tightly, but he smirked as he kissed her neck, wanting to sink his fangs into her.
Just not yet.
He reminded himself as her shaking fingers went to undo his shirt.

“Then get on your knees.” He whispered, and she could feel her heart hammering in her chest, but she looked up at him unable to move.

Allen repeated the statement, and Emily couldn’t help but to gulp. She slowly got up to sink to her knees, balancing precariously on her heels, trying not to tip over. She bit her bottom lip, looking up at Allen, but she already knew what he wanted. Her shaking, excited hands went to reach up so that she could start to unbutton his pants, pulling the zipper down and soon freeing his hard, pre-come dripping cock.

Allen smiled down at her, and for a moment she could have sworn that she saw a flash of fangs, but she tried to put that behind her. Emily reminded herself that it was impossible, but her heart was pounding in her ears as she wrapped her delicate hand around the throbbing hard cock, stroking it gently as Allen tsked above her. She leaned in to kiss and lick on the head, gathering the pre-come up on her tongue before swallowing the already salty liquid.

Emily’s eyes fluttered closed, and she moaned a little as that damp spot on her panties only grew. Her hand traveled between her legs, pulling her skirt up and sliding under her panties so she could stroke a finger up and down her wet, dripping slit. Allen smirked as his fingers wrapped up in her hair, making her moan again. He made sure to smear the pre-come from the tip of his cock over her lips before she opened her mouth to wrap her lips around the head.

She started to suck lightly as she swirled her tongue around the bottom. Her own finger started to stroke her clit, rubbing it in small circles as she moaned around the tip. Her hand still firmly held the base of Allen’s cock, and she could feel it twitch as she moaned. He groaned above her, and Allen tightened his grip in her hair as he tried to keep from bucking into her mouth. He could feel her as she started to take a little more of his cock into her mouth, and he could see Emily’s cheeks start to stretch as his cock started to disappear into her mouth.

She started to rub her clit, pinching it lightly as he started to force her to take more of it into her mouth. She couldn’t help but to moan a little more as his cock hit the back of her throat, making her gag a little. She started to slide her fingers down her slit, opening her folds as she started to slide two fingers deep inside of her twitching pussy. She groaned a little more, and Allen started to fuck into her mouth, making her deep throat him.

She gagged a little more, gasping when he pulled back to where just the tip of his cock was at her lips, and she looked up to meet his gaze. For a moment, she saw a flash of red, but she was already lost in the touch of the strong man and his cock which throbbed in front of her lips. She started to bob up and down on it all on her own, and her free hand went to start to stroke his balls. Her fingers played over the skin delicately, and Allen groaned again.

“God.” He groaned, and Allen didn’t have anything else to say.

All he wanted to do was fuck her throat, but he knew that he wanted her to enjoy it to, and so he had to wait. He could see that her fingers were busy fucking in and out of her own pussy, and he wanted to be plowing into her.
Soon enough.
He thought to himself before she started to suck on him all over again, forcing his thoughts away from anything besides her hand that was rubbing his balls, massaging them, and her throat which was starting to spasm around his cock head every time she took him all the way in.

He started to pull her up and down by her hair, and her fingers were working furiously in and out of her pussy as her thumb reached up to continue to rub her clit, slowly teasing it. She could feel herself starting to build to orgasm, and Allen could tell as well. His own cock was starting to throb, feeling himself getting closer to his own orgasm, but Allen had no intention of coming in her mouth.

She started to explode in orgasm, clenching around her fingers as her thumb slowed down when rubbing her clit. He could feel her moans vibrating up his cock as he held her on his cock with her lips wrapped around the base, throat spasming around him before he pulled out. He pulled her off carefully by her hair as she moaned and gasped for air. She looked up at him, lips parted as she panted. Allen could still smell her arousal, but now it seemed to fill the entire air.

All he wanted to do was to take her, but she was still balancing on her heels with her skirt riding up around her hips and hand in her panties. He smiled as he pulled her up, and Emily stumbled into his chest. He nipped at her neck, fangs grazing. He knew that Emily felt it, but she was beyond caring or suspecting anything at all. All Emily could do was moan as her hand slid out of her panties, and Allen reached around to unzip her skirt, letting it slide down her legs.

He helped her to step out of it before he started to slide her wet panties down as well. They were around her ankles, and Allen stepped back to take in the view. He looked at her perky nipples, her breasts jiggling with each and every breast, to her curvy hips and exposed pussy. His eyes raked down, and he could see those wet panties around her high heel clad ankles, and he couldn’t help that his cock throbbed all over again.