A Study Of Love_A Billionaire Love Romance Page 3

  I walked towards her and stood in front of her chair. Putting my hands out for hers she took them but gave me a strange look.

  “What are you doing?” She asked, laughing at me as I pulled her up for her seat.

  “You will see.” I grinned, leading her out of the dining room and heading towards the main kitchen.

  It was the only way to get to the backyard where I had another surprise waiting for her.

  When we were out on the patio she could see from there what I had in mind. There was a blanket, a small table that had snacks and drinks on it beside the blanket and it was a clear view to see the night sky. The sunset and the stars when it was dark enough.

  “Adam, you did all this for me?” Melinda gasped, letting go of my hand and bringing it to her necklace around her neck before she looked at me.

  “I did, this part I did on my own. It’s nothing too fancy but I wanted to show you that I’m trying. I want to show you that I do love you, that I do want to put work aside and just be with you. To spend time without you, to do the unplanned.” I explained to her.

  There was a moment of silence and I didn’t know what to do. I looked down at my feet. I looked down at the grass and I looked at anything but her eyes. I wasn’t sure what she was thinking.

  “You’re starting to be the man who you used to be when we were first dating. These plans that make me happy. The shyness that you’re doing now. The way you look, not sure of what is going to happen. That’s sexy.” Melinda giggled.

  I looked at her, feeling her arms wrap around my neck and feeling her soft lips on mine almost made my body shake.

  “Come on, we can go sit down on the blanket and get comfortable.” I laughed, pulling away from her and taking her hand in mine.

  Melinda’s lips left so good on mine. When I licked my lips, I could taste the wine that had stained them from the last glass she drank. Her perfume was making me dizzy and I don’t think she realized how much I wanted her.

  We went to the blanket and sat down. We held hands and watched as the sun began to sink lower and lower. Promising beauty and happiness for the next morning that was only hours away.

  “What are you doing tomorrow?” I asked her as the night sky began to darken slowly.

  “Nothing, I have nothing planned.” She shook her head, not even thinking about it.

  “I was going to go to the beach would you like to come with me?” I asked, wondering if I was pushing too much too fast.

  “I would love to. I would love to spend the day with you.” Melinda stared into my blue eyes and she knew that I was hooked. She knew that I was in love with her.

  Melinda moved in closer, she brought her lips slowly to mine and I watched as her beautiful eyes began to close slowly right before her lips brushed against mine I heard her moan softly. Something that I hadn’t heard come out of her mouth for a long time, it was strange to my ears.

  Chapter 3

  The stronger she kissed me the more I relaxed. Melinda would never say I love you, I’ve heard it a few times since we were married and that was it. She showed how she loved and when she showed it you wouldn’t have to second guess how she felt about you. It was something that I managed to keep a hold of even now, even after all the mistakes that I had made I knew by the way she was kissing me that it wasn’t too late. That would be too late if I didn’t make a move to fix myself and what mattered most to me.

  The night sky was getting darker and darker, I wanted to gaze up at the stars with her, it was something that I had planned to do. I wanted to show her that it was special to me.

  “You don’t want to watch the stars come out?” I asked before she kissed me harder and harder.

  She giggled against my mouth and pushed me back against the blanket. She pulled her lips away from mine and began to undress me. I kicked off my shoes and let her take my shirt off. I watched as she unbuttoned my pants and found what she was looking for.

  “Out here?” I laughed, hoping that no one was going to come out.

  “You need to take a walk on the wild side sometimes Adam. Who cares if someone walks out. We’ll give them a show.” She laughed at me before she brought her mouth to the head of my cock.

  I watched her as she ran her mouth up and down my cock slowly. It was already hard for her, it felt good to have her tongue tease the length of me and I could feel the painful throbbing that only she could send through my body.

  “Come up here and let me have you.” I gasped closing my eyes as she flicked her tongue back and forth over the head of my cock.

  She knew how much I liked that, she knew just what kind of pressure she could put on me. She could make me cum in seconds if she really wanted to but when I opened my eyes I could see that she was in a teasing mood.

  “Are you sure that’s what you want?” She asked, laughing at me.

  I nodded my head, I couldn’t find my voice. I felt my heart racing, pounding hard against my chest. I knew that she was the only one that I wanted. She was the only one that made me feel alive.

  She slowly lifted her dress, showing me her shaved pussy. I reached out to touch it and she slapped my hand away playfully. I knew that the only time she did shave. The only time she did tease was when she was ready when she had planned herself to have sex.

  “I bet you miss me riding your cock.” She murmured to me, her voice so soft and sexy.

  I grinned at her, nodding my head again. I wanted to speak but I hadn’t seen this straightforward woman like this in a long time it had taken a few months to get her back into this mode and I didn’t know how to talk to her.

  I saw the challenging look in Melinda’s eyes, she knew that she had the upper hand now. she knew without a doubt that I was going to let her do anything she wanted to do.

  I was turned on more by her taking control than anything else that night. She unzipped the back of her dress and I watched as her beautiful tits came out, they were happy to be set free. Her nipples were hard, I knew that they were going to be.

  Straddling me Melinda brought one to my mouth and I eagerly sucked on it, licking the tip of her hard nipple, making it harder with the heat from my mouth. I could see the wish growing stronger and stronger as she stared down at me.

  I felt her grab a hold of my hard cock and squeeze it hard in her hand. I moaned for her as she ran it back and forth slowly against her clitoris, I could feel the heat and the wetness as I felt her move the head of my cock into her pussy.

  Within seconds she was grinding against my cock. I bit down on her tit that was in my mouth as she began to ride me slowly.

  Bringing my hands to her hips I helped her to ride my cock faster and harder. Hearing her whimpering and crying out my name into the night I couldn’t believe how long it had been. It was then that I realized how much I had missed the fun times with her. How much I was willing to change for her and I was doing it. She was enjoying herself the way we had when we were first dating, and it was a high that I couldn’t describe even if I wanted to.

  I felt her body shaking, I knew that she was getting ready to cum for me. It was a sign that I would never forget. I looked down at her feet and saw that her toes were beginning to curl. I loved how she begged me, how hard she grinds against my cock even though I was all the way inside of her.

  Just like I thought I felt her pussy cum, it soaked my cock, drowning it in her sweet juices I came instantly inside of her the second I felt her floodgates open to me. I promised myself right then and there I was going to make sure I had her that I wasn’t going to mess it up this time. There was no way I was going to do that. I would be a damn fool if I did something stupid to have her walk out of my life again.

  Chapter 4

  We laid there in each other’s arms under the star-filled sky. Just holding each other and staring up at them as they gleamed happily in the night. Neither of us speaking and it was a comfortable silence. The best silence that I’d heard in a while.

  “You do know I love you, right?” She asked, taking her e
yes away from the stars to look up at me.

  “I didn’t know that until tonight. I didn’t think that you wanted to try again.” I cleared my throat, being honest.

  “I do want to try, I see that you’re trying, and I don’t want that to stop. I’m worried that if I say yes then it will go good for a few months and you will go back to who you were.” She whispered, biting down on her lip.

  “You don’t have to worry about that. I’ve had a long time to realize where I’ve gone wrong. I want to have you with me, I want to make you happy again.” I murmured.

  “Good, I like the way things are going now. This is our second chance to show each other how much we mean to each other. It’s going to work out this time around. It’s going to be the best its ever been.” She snuggled up to me, she held me tighter than she ever had.

  “I promise you that this time it will be different. Let me show you.” I kissed the top of her head.

  Always remembering that actions spoke louder than words when it came to Melinda. I promised myself that night she would see how much I’ve changed. How happier I’ve become in myself instead of just worrying about the next telephone call that I got.

  I was the luckiest man alive to have a woman who was willing to give me a second chance. Not just any woman. The one that I was madly in love with.

  The Investor

  Chapter 1

  “Too fancy,” I muttered to myself after seeing my reflection in the mirror. I ran my hand over the creases on the sky blue cocktail dress and tilted my head to the right. I needed something that showed off my curves but didn’t scream desperate, something that wouldn’t make me out like a stuck up bitch. I took off the dress and went on to pick my second option for the night, a short sleeveless bareback black dress accessorized with silver jewelry.

  “Too slutty,” I said out loud before throwing my hands in midair and feeling helpless. I needed to call Freda for advice, but she was probably in the ER saving someone’s life. I heaved out a sigh before my eyes landed on the perfect dress: V-neck floral print that hugged my curves but not too much, thanks to its cotton material. I pulled it on and loved how it revealed enough cleavage and wasn’t too short. After accessorizing it with silver high heels and clutching a silver purse, I was ready for the night.

  Online dating was the in-thing, and if it weren’t for Freda, my intrusive best friend, I would probably be spending my night cuddled up in a ball with ice cream and watching an old movie. My usual routine was interrupted by a bet she won on a night out, and I had to agree on being set up on a date. Time was not on my side and after looking at my reflection one last time; I walked out of my apartment and acknowledged the butterflies in my gut. Freda had said he was okay; he had a stable job and was looking to settle down. But wasn’t that everyone’s mantra?

  There was a cab waiting for me once I stepped out of the house. I huddled myself in the backseat and directed the cab driver to where I was headed. He simply nodded and didn’t need any further explanation before driving away. I was the one who picked the rendezvous spot and had chosen a fancy restaurant in the town center. For two reasons, for if he was a serial killer he wouldn’t be able to kill me in public, and we had options after dinner, like going for a walk under the moonlight or ice cream for dessert.

  I checked my wristwatch as I walked into the restaurant and was five minutes earlier than the agreed upon time.

  “Table for two under Juliana Murphy.”

  The young receptionist nodded my way before typing something on her computer and looking up at me in seconds, “Mr. Murphy is already here.”

  I wanted to correct her almost immediately but bit my tongue when I realized I did not owe her any explanation. She then directed me to a table by the window and true to her word my date had already arrived. He looked heavier in person, and when he got to his feet, I realized he was much shorter than I was.

  “Juliana,” he said before placing a peck on my right cheek and letting out a perfect smile. I quickly noticed his well taken care of the set of pearly whites and appreciated them. The last man I dated did not give a care in the world about his dental hygiene.

  “Steve,” I answered and watched as he pulled back a seat for me.

  The atmosphere was awkward, and I did not know what to tell him. Unlike other dates, I had not talked to him earlier than the date and knew nothing about him. The waitress walked toward us almost immediately, and showed up with a wine menu. Steve ordered water after I ordered my white wine and this made me slightly uneasy.

  “I take it you don’t drink?”

  “I do,” he answered shyly, “But only on weekends.”

  “Okay,” I answered, feeling like a raging alcoholic.

  We had a light conversation about the weather then, but nothing interesting stood out for me with Steve. He was quiet, reserved and the thoughts about him being a serial killer resurfaced. I, of course, pushed them to the back of my mind and sipped my wine. A red flag alert came when he insisted on ordering for me once the menu arrived.

  “What’s your today’s special?” he asked.

  “We have grilled stake as the special today,” she answered and even before she could explain any further, Steve interrupted her.

  “We will have that.”

  The man should have at the very least asked me if I ate red meat. After a few minutes in our conversation, I was bored stiff. “I wish I was back at my apartment with ice-cream, and watching my latest series.” I thought to myself. He must have noticed I was in my world and decided to wilt me out of my reverie by asking an alarming question.

  “Am I boring you?” No, not at all.”

  “You don’t have to lie,” he answered, “I can tell from your body language.”

  He was right, I didn’t have to answer him, and after nibbling on my steak which was quite tasty, I decided to be equally blunt.

  “I am not good at first dates,” I confessed, “I don’t like this process; I don’t like being reserved and being on my best behavior. I hate entertaining crap that I would have otherwise brushed off, and I hate placing my best foot forward. “

  “I appreciate your honesty.”

  His words were laced with a cheeky smile which eventually broke the ice. The rest of the meal was perfect for great conversation and right in the middle of the desert; I decided to take a daring turn.

  “Nightcap, over at mine?”

  “Sure.”

  His smile was infectious, and it promised a great deal, we did not make the check dance where I offered to split the bill, and he offered to pay it all. He took charge and paid it before pulling back my chair and directing me to his car. Freda was right, the Austin Martin was a clear sign of a good lifestyle, but my mind was focused on the night ahead.

  Chapter 2

  After a short drive of teasing and careless banter, we finally got to my place, and he parked at the front of my apartment. Steve was a gentleman, he got the car door for me, and I stepped out carefully feeling the effect of too much wine on my knees. He guided me towards the elevator, and I guided him to door number 005.

  I got in first, took off my shoes and invited my midnight guest in. He walked through the doors and immediately took in his surroundings. I walked into the kitchen and retired with more wine and handed him a glass.

  “Thank you,” he said and made himself comfortable on my living room sofa. I sat beside him, wine in hand too and after a sip or two, welcomed his affectionate kiss. This was followed by heavy petting with his hands traveling up and down my back while his other hand squeezed my breasts. I allowed him to take the lead; he let me lie on my back and was gentle with me by peeling off one piece of clothing after the next. I could tell he was a man who loved taking charge and let him play his tongue on my neck, down to my hard nipples and finally to my mount. Even though I had not been sexually active, I had not neglected my fortnight waxing habit. And when his hot tongue licked my, mount, my whole body grew tense, and I ran my hand through his curly hair. I was half impres
sed by the size of his member, but I went along with it and allowed him to take charge. It wasn’t the best sex I had ever heard but considering my dry spell, I couldn’t complain.

  “You have to,” I said these words after getting to my feet and throwing some of his clothes at him. He had gotten comfortable on the couch, and I didn’t want any company. Steve looked up at me perplexed but did not resist. He took his sweet time to wear his clothes and when he was finally done, got to his feet slowly made it to the door.

  “I hope I will see you again.”

  “No, you will not.”

  “What did I do wrong?” he asked with a concerned look.

  He had done nothing wrong, I was the one who lured him to my place, teased him and led him on. But after getting what I wanted it was time for him to move on with his life.

  “No, you did not.”

  “Are you a whore?” he asked taking up an offensive look, “Because if you are, I do not have any money on me.”

  “What makes you think I’m a whore?”

  “I have never seen a woman who behaves like you, I mean you behave like a guy,” he drew in a deep breath before going on with his unreversed speech, “You invited me over, and after sleeping with me, you’re throwing me out like last night’s dinner.”