Unbearable Passion - Exposed: Billionaire Erotica Romance (Unbearable Passion series Book 3) (5 page)

“Now that you mentioned it, I’m starving. Do you want to go out to grab a bite to eat since you just got back and might not have any food?”

“Actually, I left my keys with a friend who was kind enough to let the cleaning lady in. I got groceries delivered and asked her to put them away.”

“Smart cookie,” he says, genuinely impressed. “I have my personal assistant take care of this sort of day-to-day stuff.”

“Lucky. I’d love one of those,” I say jokingly.

“Let me get out of this bathrobe, I’ll get dressed and I’ll fix us some breakfast. While we replenish, I can explain more about my South American trip.” I’m about to leave the room to get changed when he grabs my hand and turns me around to face him.

“Don’t change. When we’re done with breakfast and once we’ve talked, I want to have easy and quick access to your pussy.” His words are filled with sensuality and I can feel myself becoming engorged.

I whip up a few protein smoothies and we both stand at my kitchen island as I explain to Bryce why I was able to be with a man for two weeks and not have sex with him. I do my best to protect Dennis’ privacy, but I want to put this story behind us because I don’t want to jeopardize what I have with Bryce.

“You mean you really didn’t have sex with him because he’s gay and he’s not ready to fully come out?” Bryce shakes his head as if he has finally heard what I’ve been trying to tell for the past few days. He finally believes me. “Strange, don’t you agree?”

“What’s strange, Bryce?”

“All these men who are gay, but still not fully ready to tell the world. It’s unfortunate, but their secrets destroy lives.”

“Are you talking about Derek?”

“Yeah. It’s a bigger mess than what you see in the news. His wife is now in a frantic state of panic and worry. She’s trying to figure out if Derek put her health in danger by being intimate with a man at the same time. She’s been at the hospital running a battery of tests to find out if she has contracted any diseases from Derek’s indiscretion,” Bryce says with a flat tone.

“I hope she’s okay and healthy.”

“We all hope so. I don’t want to come across as self-centered, but I can’t deal with another blowout concerning Derek.”

“Let me get rid of your glass if you’re finished with your smoothie,” I say, as I grab Bryce’s empty glass and move towards the kitchen sink.

I’m trying to tidy up the kitchen because I’m very aware that he’s standing in my home for the first time and I feel quite exposed.

Gosh, I hope he doesn’t find my place ordinary.

“You live in a beautiful home.”

“Thank you. It’s the home my paternal grandparents rented for decades until they passed away. My grandfather died first and six months later my grandmother lost the will to go on without him. My sister bought the house when she passed away so it remains in our family.”

“That’s a touching story.

“We had amazing moments here as kids.”

“I’m sure your sister must have paid a lot for this home.”

“Yes she did. My grandmother used to be the housekeeper for a wealthy Jewish family that owns some of the best addresses in Manhattan. The family adored my grandmother and they allowed her to rent this home in a prime New York City location for a fraction of the going rate. When she died, they were ready to put it on the market for a substantial profit, but my sister managed to sweet talk them into a private sale.”   

“That was a smart move on her part.”

“Ciara is a master negotiator.”

“This décor doesn’t look like the type of style grandparents would favor,” he says amused.

“You’re right. Ciara’s team whipped this place into shape after she bought it and I’m the luckiest girl in the world to live here.”

“This is a sought after neighborhood. The prices of homes have skyrocketed in the last few years and so many older buildings have had a must needed facelift, which makes this area one of the best places to live in the city.”

I’m quite aware that a billionaire who has been married to three New York City socialites and who proposed to a rich Russian heiress is standing in my home. I love this house and I cherish the memories that come with it. Ciara’s vision has transformed a small looking home into a spacious and modern abode, but it’s nowhere near what Bryce must be used to.

“Your sister has an incredible eye for design and she has impeccable taste. It’s a heartfelt story that she was able to buy this home your grandparents once rented. It adds so much more to the character to this house.”

“I feel the same way as well,” I say surprised by his reaction.

As I wash the glasses and the blender, I feel him behind me. He leans down and whispers in my ear, “I missed everything about you, Sofia. I was so upset at Todd for booking you with another client. It drove me nearly crazy to think that another man’s cock would be pounding your pussy.”

He whispers those words in my ear while reaching for my breasts with both hands. As he cups my breasts, he presses his body a little closer to mine and his hard shaft pushes against my back.

“Did you have time to miss me nearly as much as I missed you?”

Instead of answering, I pivot to face him and get on my toes to make it easier to reach his lips. He leans in to return my fervent kiss and we embrace passionately.

“You really had me going, Sofia, and I think I should teach you to never tease me the way you did with another man,” he says in between kisses. “Where’s your bedroom?”

“Up the stairs to the right,” I respond, hungry for him.

His deep blue eyes seem to be burning my skin as he devours me with his gaze. He pushes me back, rips open my robe and removes it impatiently before throwing it on the floor.

“You don’t need that. Besides, I want to see those big juicy tits of yours and your sexy curvy body.”

He doesn’t give me a chance to answer. He lifts me in his strong arms, flings my naked body over his shoulder and walks up the stairs to my bedroom. With each step my breasts swing and hit his back, which causes my nipples to harden with excitement. He throws me on the bed and I can see from the burning desire in his eyes that he’s ready to have his way with me.

“Don’t move,” he commands, as I’m about to position myself.

He rips off his shirt, briefs and pants before standing naked in front of me with his trademark massive hard cock.

“You’re going to get it today, Sofia,” he says, as he grins with anticipation. “Do you realize I’ve not licked your beautiful pussy for two solid weeks?”

“I’ve missed you so much, Bryce,” I pant.

“Turn around and get on your stomach.”

I obey without hesitation.

“Now, get on all fours,” he shouts.

I’m so turned on and drunk with desire that I barely manage to get on my hands and knees. I turn my head to see what he has planned for me, but he stops me with his words.

“Don’t turn around.”

I immediately turn my head so I can’t see what he’s about to do to me.

His hands caress my ass at first and then the first slap stings. He slaps each cheek numerous times and each hit intensifies my desire for him. He gently parts my cheeks and suddenly his tongue is in my crease and his finger works my engorged nub.

“Ahhh, Bryce, your tongue feels so good.”

His tongue licks and massages my opening as I gyrate my hips to feel his tongue push deeper inside my ass. The incredible sensation of both areas being stimulated at the same time is mind-blowing and so intense.

“Oh, Bryce!” I cry aloud. “Please don’t stop.”

“Say it like you mean it. Louder!” he shouts, as my hips motion faster and faster and my body starts trembling from all the excitement.

“Oh, Bryce, don’t stop. Make me come with your fingers!” I’m nearly yelling at the top of my lungs because I can feel my body getting ready for a heart-stopping climax.

“I’m not going to stop until I make you come,” he says, as he takes a break from pleasuring me to reassure me that he’s only getting started.

He doubles his efforts and massages my clit with more intensity. He masterfully rubs me until I come so hard I feel like the earth has moved underneath me.

“Ahhh!” I scream, as I tilt my head back while my body is still quivering from pleasure. I collapse on the bed, exhausted and spent.

He knows everything there is to know about my body and he knows how to give me the most mind-blowing orgasm.

He gets up and walks towards the pants he’s dropped on the floor. He fumbles through his pockets and takes out a condom. “Do you have lube?”

“I think I do.” 

“Good, because you’re going to need it when I fuck your ass hard.”

I’m so startled by the rawness of his words that I can only manage to point in the direction of the drawer where I keep my lube and a few of my favorite sex toys. He comes back to the bed and pours an insane amount of lube into his hands as he raises his eyes towards me.

“You’re going to need this much lube for what I have planned for you, Sofia,” he says, licking his lips. “Lift your ass in the air,” he orders.

I obey without hesitation. I elevate my ass so he can ravish me from behind.

He grabs my hips with his strong hands and parts my cheeks before entering slowly. Once he’s fully filling my back hole, he starts swinging back and forth. He spares me by starting gently, but he quickly picks up the pace.

I still can’t believe how much I enjoy anal sex. I get so turned on by how Bryce totally dominates me and how he forces me to bend to his will. I’ll secretly admit to really loving getting fucked in the ass by this strong, successful and rich guy.

I slide my hand between my legs and reach for his balls and I squeeze them hard. The pressure instantly stops the pounding and his legs shake beneath us as he climaxes.

“You’re so fucking delicious,” he says, as he falls on the bed beside me.

“I missed you so much. I love how you make me come,” I whisper inside his ear. “I’m so relieved I didn’t have to have sex with Dennis because I love having you inside me.” I let those words escape before I can catch myself.

He looks at me while caressing my back. He doesn’t say a word. He simply stares at me with his dreamy azure eyes.

“You were worth waiting for, Sofia.”

“I love being with you.”

“Let’s go away for a few days. Let’s get away from my PR drama, New York, Todd and everything else. Let’s make it about you and me.”

“Where do you want to go?”

“When I need a break from it all, I run away to Bermuda. I have a home there and one phone call is all it takes for me to have it ready for our arrival. We can fly out tomorrow early and spend the next few days enjoying each other.”

“Bermuda? Wow. I’ve never been before.”

“You won’t need much more than a bathing suit and you’ll love it there.”

Chapter 5

Money can really buy anything.

I can’t believe it took Bryce less than twenty-four hours to get his home in Bermuda ready for our getaway, charter a private jet and sort all of his affairs in order to whisk me away to this tropical paradise.

Exactly twenty-four hours ago we were talking in my kitchen and we’re both now basking in the sun in Bermuda. We barely had time to sit on private jet, blink and here we are on this beautiful island. Since Bermuda is only two and a half hours away from New York, it’s no wonder Bryce has made it his pied-à-terre in the Caribbean. His little abode is gorgeous and the view from the balcony located on the second floor is absolutely breathtaking.

I can’t believe I’ve never been here. It’s so close, yet such a departure from New York’s crazy vibe.

When Bryce said he had a place, I assumed it was a small apartment since he only spends a few days here and there on the island, but his abode is a large multi-story home that’s luxuriously decorated. From the impeccable surroundings, it’s hard to believe he doesn’t live here permanently.

“I have a full-time staff guarding the premises when I’m not here, but in general, I’ll run away to this place every month. Sometimes I’ll stay for a full week, but most times I’m here for two days. This quiet and relaxing time on the island is so transformative, I always go back to my busy life a changed man.”

He gives me the tour of his outstanding home as he explains how he manages to have a home that looks lived in when he’s only here a few days each month.

His garden is truly magical. It looks like a slice of paradise on earth. There are tropical flowers everywhere I look and his manicured garden would put the top gardeners of the most luxurious hotels in the world to shame.

“Oh! You have an outdoors shower?” I’m surprised by the juxtaposition of something so practical in the middle of such beauty.

“Yeah, it is. I had it built a few months ago because if you look over there, you’ll notice a private gate leading to the beach. I’ll be honest, I stole the idea from a buddy of mine who has a home in Anguilla and I thought it was a brilliant concept and I had to build one in my own tropical home. Since I often go for a swim early in the morning, I’ve found an outdoor shower to be the best way to wash off the sand before I re-enter my home. My cleaning lady loves me for adding it because I don’t make a mess everywhere after my swims, and…” He lets his words hang as he gets closer to me. He grabs me by the waist, lifts my chin and kisses me gently.

“You didn’t finish your sentence.”

“And it’s a great place to have sex at night.”

I’m a little hurt by his comment although I understand he had a life—and sex—before meeting me.

“I only got this installed a few months ago and I haven’t had a chance to have sex with anyone here yet, but according to my buddy, having sex outdoors is a powerful aphrodisiac.”

I instantly relax and I feel so foolish to have been jealous of his past relationships. Of course he’s been with other women and he’s had sex before, but he’s with me here in Bermuda and that’s all that matters.

We spend the day at the beach under a massive umbrella. We eat, drink wine and kiss passionately as we enjoy each other’s company. It’s honestly the best day I’ve had so far with Bryce. Paris was a dream, but the days were busy, jammed and a bit crazy. This is a real vacation where our only task is to rest and please each other.