Very Bad Billionaires (22 page)

With Kelsey’s arms wrapped around his neck and the side of the pool supporting her against him, he moved his hands to her breasts, crushing them in his fists as he pummeled her.

Kelsey was taken back by the abruptness of his passion, but felt her insides open up to accommodate his sizable girth. Just as she was about to lose herself in the pleasure, something in the back of her mind reminded her that Donovan was watching from his perch at the window, and he wouldn’t be able see a bit of what was going on with their backs turned to him and the action going on underwater.

She pushed Lawn Guy’s chest away from her without breaking their lower connection. He looked at her with questioning eyes. She smiled to reassure him.

“Why don’t we take this up to the chaise on the deck, where it’s much more comfortable?”

Lawn Guy shrugged and pulled away from her. “Whatever you want.”

He swept up her up in his arms, waded over to the steps and up, out of the pool. He looked up and down and the rows of chaise lounges positioned around the pool. “Which one?”

Kelsey pointed to one in front of her bedroom window, knowing Donovan was perched on the other side. “Over there by the window will give us the most privacy, in case anyone comes into the backyard.”

When Lawn Guy set her down in the chaise, Kelsey looked into the window, wondering where Donovan was standing. She wanted to make sure he saw everything, but since he could see her and she couldn’t see him, it was up to him to move, if necessary, for the best view.

Still, this is something they’d have to figure out. She knew she was getting her perks, either way. But, no point in doing this if he wasn’t getting the thrill he wanted, and that was truly her main motive.

She got off the chaise. “I tell you what,” Kelsey said. “You lie down here.”

Lawn Guy shook his head, but followed her instructions. He sprawled out on his back. “Now what?” he asked.

“Now, I suck your dick,” Kelsey said, as she kneeled between his legs and went down on him.

Chapter Two

Donovan had been watching them in the pool from his desk chair, annoyed that he could see very little of what was going on. Clearly Kelsey had gotten thrown by the early arrival of the Lawn Guy.

They had planned for her to be in the spa, getting herself off on the jets when he came around. Donovan would have been able to see any action that took place in the spa, which was a raised platform within the pool at the end near the bedroom. He designed the configuration himself, so that he could have easy access from the master bedroom or bath to the spa and back.

She was going to lure Lawn Guy over with an offer of a cold drink, and then invite him to join her. She’d move the action to the chaise at an appropriate moment. Earlier in the day, they positioned the chaise perfectly, Donovan guiding her to place the chair at the angle that would give him the best view.

He scowled while watching them now, but a thin smile emerged as he saw Lawn Guy lifting Kelsey up and walking over to the chaise in front of his window.

Finally, they were right where they were supposed to be. Donovan had been ready to write the whole thing off as a colossal waste of time, but Kelsey pulled through, and was now in position to execute their plan.

When Lawn Guy reclined on the chaise, Donovan had an obstructed view, watching the action from the side as Kelsey knelt between the legs of the worker and took him in her hands. Time to move to the window for a closer view.

As she stroked that big boy to full erection, Donovan reached into his pants and drew out his own cock, matching her strokes on himself. Kelsey ran her fingertips over the top of Lawn Guy’s erection and rubbed off the drops of pre-cum that Donovan knew must be gushing down his shaft.

The worker’s face was something to watch. The guy must have been half crazed, being seduced by the beautiful young and bosomy wife of the billionaire. Lawn Guy didn’t know he was about to get the best head of his life. Donovan knew from experience that no woman matched Kelsey in that department.

“That guy’s dick must be ten inches,” Donovan murmured in his excitement.

Kelsey seemed nonplussed, however. Donovan watched as she brought her soft, warm lips down to caress Lawn Guy’s head. She continued stroking as her lips moved down his shaft. Lawn Guy grabbed her head and tried to push her down on him.

“Uh-uh. Don’t do that. She doesn’t like it.”

True to form, Kelsey pushed his hand away. When the dude repeated the action, she lifted off his dick and said something. Donovan laughed. The guy nodded, and Kelsey resumed her position on his cock. But this time she was much rougher. She reached under his butt and grabbed his cheeks, squeezing as she sucked.

Lawn Guy seemed to like it. He threw his head back and grabbed her boobs, which were hanging down as she bent over, like fruit on the vine waiting for plucking. The dude had little style, though. He was squeezing them like he was picking a melon at the supermarket. Kelsey, being the good trooper she was, continued with her task at hand. She moved one hand to his balls, gently squeezing as she brought Lawn Guy to the edge.

And then she sat up and spoke to Lawn Guy briefly. Donovan decided that they would have to arrange for some sort of audio if they were going to continue this experiment. He watched as they traded places on the chaise and Lawn Guy went down on Kelsey. She had those long, lovely legs spread wide, and LG dove right in.

Donovan shook his head. No finesse at all. He wondered if maybe Lawn Guy wasn’t getting much, but from his looks and build, that wasn’t likely.

Donovan shrugged. Not his problem.

Wait. Kelsey seemed to like what he was doing. Donovan saw her lifting her hips up to Lawn Guy’s mouth. That’s what she did at the height of her climax. Was she getting off this quickly?

He watched as she pushed his head to her cunt and slammed her pussy into his face, bouncing up and down on the chaise like a crazed woman. He didn’t need an audio feed to hear her now. She was screaming.

“Yes, yes, bite me.”

Lawn Guy shoved his hand under her butt, and Donovan picked up the binoculars he had set aside for this moment. He adjusted the focus and was able to zoom in on the action just as two of Lawn Guys thick fingers disappeared into Kelsey’s hole. Once again, she shrieked out. “Fuck, yes. Fuck, yes. More, you cocksucker.”

Lawn Guy pulled his face away from her and replaced it with his dick. He rammed that big boy into her, and she took it in one fell swoop.

Donovan was panting, working his cock like a madman. Kelsey wrapped her legs around Lawn Guy’s waist, and the two of them banged away with such force that the chaise started to jump around on the pool deck surface.

Kelsey brought her lips to Lawn Guy’s ear. The worker lifted up and she turned over, positioning herself on her knees with her butt up in the air. LG pushed forward and plowed into her from the rear.

“Maybe he was a cowboy in another life,” Donovan muttered, as he continued to beat himself.

Kelsey was clearly enjoying the ride. She turned her head to say something to Lawn Guy, and about a minute later, he pulled out and shot his load all over her hair, back, and buttocks. He probably kept the spray up for two minutes or more. Kelsey was covered in his semen. The guy collapsed on her, and she shoved him off. She slid off the side of the chaise and dove into the pool.

Donovan stopped pumping himself. He didn’t want to come yet. Soon enough, Kelsey would come in to take care of his needs.

Kelsey surfaced on the opposite side, near the steps. She scooped up her bikini top and bottom in one hand. She said something over her shoulder to Lawn Guy, pointed to his clothes, and let herself into the house through the French doors leading into the kitchen.

Donovan backed away from the window, but watched Lawn Guy get dressed, grab his shears, and head out. His timing was pretty good. Just as Donovan turned away from the window, he heard the sound of a lawn mower. Checking outside again, he saw one of the other workers riding by the pool deck on his John Deere. The guy kept his head down, as all the workers were instructed to do.

Too bad if Kelsey wanted to protect the job of Lawn Guy. He had broken the rules, so he had to be fired. Besides, he didn’t want that stud eyeing his wife ever again.

Donovan smiled as he heard the doorknob turn. Kelsey was coming in for round two with him.

* * *

Kelsey opened the door slowly, peeking inside. She had butterflies in her stomach. Did he watch? That was the plan, but she knew a call could have come in to distract him. She sure as hell hoped not. Fucking that stupid big ape was not something she wanted to repeat. That was one fantasy that should have stayed only in her imagination. Everything was going well until he doused her with his stinking cum. What an animal! Could have been worse, though. He could have shot his load inside. Ugh. The thought revolted her. All she wanted to do was get in the shower.

She pushed the door open to find Donovan waiting for her with a big, hard erection the size of the Eiffel Tower.
Shit.
That meant he saw the whole thing and was ready for his turn.

“Hey,” she said with a forced smile. “I guess I don’t have to ask if you saw everything.”

“Baby, come here. You were grand. I thought at first it would be a waste of time, and that I’d miss all the action while you frolicked with your playmate in the pool. But, you pulled it off.”

Donovan strode over and pulled her into his arms, stabbing her with his dick. “I’m proud of you, Kelsey. You were a real pro, pulling this whole thing off even after he showed up before you were ready.”

Kelsey buried her face in his chest. He smelled good, clean, familiar. She let him comfort her, murmuring loving things and stroking her back. When he started to push her toward the bed, she froze.

“Let me shower first.”

“I don’t think I can wait that long, Kelsey. Look at me. My cock and balls are blue.”

Kelsey moaned in sympathy. She took a deep breath and was about to acquiesce when a great thought sprang to mind. Something fun for both of them.

“Come in the shower with me. I’ll make it worth your while.”

Donovan was out his clothes and behind her on the way to her bathroom in one second flat. He followed her into the step-down marble stall and watched as she turned on the water. The specially designed stall had shower heads on three walls, each with adjustable spray heads set up to be used wall-mounted or be detached as handheld devices. The water was set to the warm temperature she preferred and came out exactly right every time.

Kelsey slipped under one of the heads and let the water cascade down her head and over her body. “Wash me, please, Donny.”

He got wet under his shower head, grabbed a wash cloth, and filled it with liquid soap from the wall dispenser. He gently lathered her, starting at her neck and working his way down.

She grabbed the shampoo and lathered her hair while he ministered to her body. Kelsey began to relax at his familiar touch. Unlike Lawn Guy, Donovan had a gentle touch and knew her every hot spot. The silky cloth spread lots of soft fragrant bubbles on her skin, and she closed her eyes, relaxing while Donovan cleansed her breasts and arms.

He turned her around to wash her back and buttocks, then back around once again. Donovan stroked her abdomen gently, bringing the warm cloth to her sex, dabbing between her folds. He knelt before her and soaped and cleansed both legs and both feet.

Kelsey heard the click of the shower head being plucked from the wall and felt the warm water rinse over her, washing all the suds from her head to her toes down to the shower floor. She opened her eyes. “Thank you, my love. Now I feel ready to give you what you want, need, and deserve.”

She dropped to her knees in front of him, putting his engorged manhood between her palms. “You are magnificent,” she murmured, and put his tip in her mouth. She knew all he wanted was release, and she wouldn’t make him wait any longer.

His wet shaft easily slid down her throat. She cupped his balls in her hands and squeezed gently. Poor guy, he couldn’t hold back another second. Hot, thick fluid spilled into her mouth, down her throat, and dripped out the sides of her mouth. She released him, ran her tongue over her lips to catch the spillover, and then stood up to turn off the water.

“Happy?” she asked.

Donovan took her face in his hands and kissed her. “Of course. You always make me happy. Now, let’s get into bed and talk about what’s next.”

Kelsey felt a twinge of excitement and a pang of fear. What else could he dream up for her? Whatever it was, she would do it. It was her job to satisfy the billionaire. And it was a job she loved—most of the time.

~Not The End~

Book 3

Chapter One

An orgasm woke Kelsey from a deep sleep. She assumed she’d been having an erotic dream, but as she opened her eyes, she realized Donovan’s hand was between her legs with two fingers inside her. He slowly pulled them out, giving her clit a short pinch before licking his fingers clean.

As Kelsey stretched and looked around, she noticed Donovan was dressed in a business suit, and his overnight case was packed and placed near the bedroom door.

“Are you going on a trip?” she asked.

Donovan leaned in and held her face between his hands, and she could smell the remnants of her juices on him. He kissed her lightly on the lips, then thrust his tongue in her mouth and shared his minty fresh taste with her before releasing his assault on her mouth.

“Yes,” he said. “I got an urgent message from the London office. Something going on there requires my presence, but I’ll be back tomorrow. I’ll call you when I know my return details.”

Kelsey pouted. “But, Donny. Today the guy comes to deliver my package.”

“What are you talking about?” Donovan stood up and began walking toward the door. “I don’t have time for this now. They’re six hours ahead of us in London, and I told you my presence is needed to settle an important matter.”

She grabbed his arm, forcing him to turn him around. “You know. Delivery Guy Day,” she said, emphasizing her words with deliberate eye widening on the last three words.

“Oh!” Donovan still looked annoyed, but Kelsey could see he was thoughtful as well.

“I can’t run my business around the delivery guy’s schedule, or any other worker, for that matter. You’ll have to figure out a way to tape it. You can make this work. I have faith in you.”

Kelsey considered what he suggested, and decided she liked the idea of videotaping her escapes. She’d get to watch it later with Donovan—or by herself, as many times as she liked.

“All right.” She reached her arms out. “One more kiss before you go, please.”

Donovan smiled and leaned in for a quick kiss. “I love you, Kelse. I’ll call you from the plane.”

Kelsey watched him pick up his overnight bag and disappear through the double door of their bedroom suite before getting up to shower and figure out how to get cameras installed before her intended afternoon delight with the Delivery Guy. She clicked the screen of her cell phone on the nightstand. It was only seven o’clock. Plenty of time.

* * *

An hour later, Kelsey called the company that installed and operated the security system for their home.

“Good morning. This is Mrs. Donovan James. I’d like to speak to someone about having additional work done at our home immediately. I have an emergency that can’t wait.”

“Yes, Mrs. James. I’ll put you through to our service department.”

Kelsey tapped her fingers on the kitchen counter while she listened to bad on-hold music. She hated pulling the “I’m Mrs. Someone Important” routine, but it did get results when she needed it. Other than that, she never referred to herself as anything but Kelsey James.

“Mrs. James, how I can help you?” A deep male voice interrupted her thoughts.

“I have a new housekeeper here that I think is stealing. I need hidden cameras installed immediately.”

“Of course. I just received a cancellation for tomorrow morning. Can I put you in for eight o’clock?”

“No! It has to be today.”

“Mrs. James, we’re booked solid. The first opening is tomorrow at eight.”

“I must have the work done today—this morning. My husband wants the cameras installed before he returns home this afternoon. I understand this is a rush, and we’ll pay whatever additional fees apply for labor and rescheduling.”

There was silence on the other end for about ten seconds. Then he coughed.

“All right. Let me see what I can do. Please hold for a moment.”

Kelsey counted silently to twenty while she listened the awful music. Just when she was getting annoyed, the voice clicked back in.

“Very well, Mrs. James. I’ll have two men there within the hour. We’re checking the layout of your home now. Where do you want the cameras installed?”

Kelsey thought quickly, picturing where she might be when she seduced Delivery Guy. She was hoping to lure him into the bedroom, but she might not be able to get him there. She surely could get him to bring the box into the kitchen. She glanced down the long granite counter. That would do.

“The kitchen and the master bedroom suite.”

“Anywhere else?”

Kelsey thought about it. The pool deck might be nice for a romp with Pool Guy, one of the workers she hadn’t done yet. But that might keep the security camera installers at her house too long and disrupt her plan with Delivery Guy. No, the pool would have to wait.

“Just those rooms today. Schedule the pool deck for next week, though.”

“Certainly. Anything else we can do for you today?”

“Yes, make sure your men are here within the hour, and the work is done before noon.”

“Yes, Mrs. James. I’ll call you later to make sure all the work was done to your satisfaction.”

“Thank you. I’m looking forward to being satisfied,” Kelsey said.

The service manager couldn’t see her wicked smile, but he heard something in her voice that made his dick hard.