Billionaire Breeding 3 Story Erotica Bundle (2 page)

Craig smiled as
he watched Rachel writing beneath him fingers, before finally
edging them closer and closer to her slit. Finally, he slid one,
then two fingers deep inside of her. Rachel gasped as his fingers
entered her, moving around, exploring her insides. Craig started
thrusting his fingers in and out of Rachel, her hips bucking
slightly to meet his movements, desperate for more.

Suddenly, Craig
pulled his fingers out of Rachel’s pussy. She let out a moan of
complaint as Craig started unbuttoning his shirt. Rachel sat up and
started working on his pants. She’d felt his erection when she
leaned up against him, and wasn’t surprised when his cock popped
out of his pants when she pulled them down. What did surprise her
was the sheer size of it. Sure, Rachel wasn’t the most experienced
woman, but she’d definitely never seen a cock as large as Craig’s
before.

Rachel leaned
down and started licking Craig’s cock. She ran her tongue from
shaft to tip, covering it in her hot, sticky saliva, before opening
her mouth and taking it in. Craig’s cock was so big she could
barely fit half of it in her mouth, but she tried fitting more and
more of it further down her throat. Rachel started licking the
underside of the shaft, looking up at Craig with her big blue eyes
as he groaned in pleasure at the sensation of her tongue on the
most sensitive part of his hard organ.

After she’d
sucked for a couple of minutes, Craig gently pulled her up to him
and back onto the bed. “If you keep doing that we’re definitely not
going to get a baby out of this” he joked. Rachel giggled as Craig
slid her up along the bed and gently climbed on top of her.

His knees
forced her legs apart as she sighed in pleasure. She was finally
going to get his cock inside of her. Craig rubbed his cock in her
pussy juices. She was so wet by now that the juices were
practically spilling out of her. He pressed his rock hard member
against her slit, and pressed in with one long stroke.

Rachel let out
a loud moan as Craig entered her pussy. He started thrusting
straight away, slowly at first, allowing Rachel’s muscles to get
used to stretching to accommodate his size. Then he picked up the
pace. Rachel knew she was coming close to orgasm. She was just so
turned on. Her soft, quiet moans got to be a bit louder as Craig
pounded into her harder and faster. “Ohhhhhh yes keep doing that”
Rachel uttered, desperate for more. Craig’s short grunts were
masked by her moans as she cried out for more.

Finally, it was
simply too much for her. She let out a cry as the orgasm ripped
through her body. Orgasmic bliss rushed through her as she squeezed
her eyes shut, unable to think, speak or even breathe as pleasure
rushed through every cell in her body. Her pussy walls clenched
over Craig’s cock as all of her muscles clenched, every part of her
trying desperately to hold on to the sensations of pure pleasure
she was feeling.

When she
finally came back down to earth, Rachel closed her eyes and
continued to enjoy the sensation of being fucked. It was absolutely
fantastic, even though she’d just had an orgasm, Rachel found
herself wishing this would never end.

Not long after
she finally came, Rachel could tell Craig’s grunts were getting
deeper and a little bit closer together. His cock started pulsating
inside her pussy, and a few seconds later his hot, sticky seed shot
deep inside Rachel’s pussy. He plunged his cock as deep inside of
her as he could as his cum shot into her as he let out one final,
loud grunt.

He kept his
cock inside of her for a few minutes, then when shrank back to
normal he finally pulled it out and collapsed next to Rachel in the
bed.

They lay in
silence for a couple of minutes, both enjoying the post coital
bliss, before finally Rachel broke the silence.

“Part of me
hopes that this time worked, part of me hopes that we have to do
this again, and again, and again before I get pregnant.” Craig
laughed. “I feel exactly the same way. Even if this one took, maybe
we can do this again, and again, and again anyways.” Then it was
Rachel’s turn to laugh.

Six months
later Rachel walked down the red velvet aisle laid on the pure
white sands of the beach on the Bahamas towards Craig. The white
dress fit snugly over her bulging belly as she walked slowly
towards her soon-to-be-husband and the priest. Rachel had never
imagined when she first went to the interview that the first night
of sex would get her pregnant, and she especially hadn’t imagined
that what would follow was a whirlwind romance, ending with this
wedding today. Craig had paid for all of Rachel’s friends and
family to come to the ceremony, business class airfares for
everyone. Now she was going to marry the billionaire she had fallen
in love with, and in two months she was going to give birth to his
baby.

Rachel smiled
as she reached the altar and the priest began the ceremony. She was
so incredibly happy with Craig, she was so glad that she had
decided to apply to be his surrogate all those months ago.

Scarlet was a career woman. Ever
since she was a little girl, she knew she wanted to be in the
boardroom. Hell, she knew she wanted to be at the head of the
boardroom. Now, she was getting closer and closer to her dream.

Scarlet had
started working at the head office of Jensen Importing straight out
of high school, starting as a receptionist. She’d grown up poor and
didn’t have the money to go to college, and didn’t have good enough
credit, or relatives with good enough credit, for her to get any
student loans.

So, Scarlet
simply worked. She worked hard enough to get her foot in the door
in the sales department, and found she had a knack for it. Now
working on commission, Scarlet became the top earning salesperson
in the company in less than six months. A month ago she’d been
given a promotion, to work as head of sales for the east coast at
the company’s head office in Manhattan.

Today was her
first day of work in the new city. She drove her brand new,
company-supplied Mercedes sedan to their underground offices and
took the elevator to the 6
^th
floor, where her new office
was waiting.

When Scarlet
walked in, she was greeted by the company’s head of sales, Kacey
Rockenburg. Kacey was the woman who had initially flown Scarlet up
to New York and interviewed her.

“It’s so nice
to see you again Scarlet, congratulations on the promotion, you
really deserve it” Kacey told her. “Before getting you settled in,
there’s someone I want you to meet” she added, guiding Scarlet
towards the end of the building.

They entered
the Sales floors boardroom, where a tall man with light brown hair
and blue eyes was pouring over what looked to be sales reports on a
laptop. He stood up and smiled when they entered. “So Kacey, is
this the new amazing saleswoman you’ve brought on board that you’ve
been telling me about?”

Scarlet blushed
slightly when he looked at her. His eyes were bright, but deep and
penetrating, like he looked straight through her.

“It is. Scarlet
Dublinski, meet Brent Jensen.” Scarlet immediately made eye contact
and shook hands with the man whose name was on the building. He was
the 39 year old man who had founded the company seventeen years
ago, when Scarlet was only eight years old. The company went public
two years later and was now worth in the hundreds of billions.
Brett Jensen still owned somewhere around 1/3 of the company by
himself, and was worth well into the tens of billions himself.

“It’s nice to
meet you Scarlet. Kacey has told me a lot about the work you’ve
done for our company, and it looks like you’re a natural
saleswoman. I don’t think we’ve ever had someone so young in your
job before, you should be quite proud of yourself” Brett told
Scarlet.

Scarlet thanked
him, Brett took his leave and Kacey started to show Scarlet the
ropes. Over the coming days and weeks Scarlet would run into Brett
from time to time, often in meetings that Brett would attend. He
always seemed extremely impressed with her, and Scarlet was
incredibly proud of herself.

As the months
went past, Scarlet actually found herself enjoying Brett’s
attention. She started to notice the little things he did, like how
he had a half-smile on his face every time she spoke, or the way he
tapped his fingers to the tune of his favourite songs on his knee
during meetings. She found that every time he entered the room, her
stomach started to flutter.
Get it together, Scarlet. You’re not
a teenager, you’re a twenty-five year old woman
she scolded
herself. But her body knew what it wanted. It wanted Brent.

Once, after a
meeting, Brent hung back and had a small conversation with Scarlet.
It started off just as casual conversation about how she liked New
York, and turned into a two hour chat about her goals and
ambitions.

After that day,
Brent would regularly hang back and just chat with Scarlet. They
got to know each other quite well. Scarlet learned about his
childhood, and how he started the company. She gained a newfound
respect for the man who had the same origins as she did: no money
for college and worked his way up, until he started his company
with $10 000 he had saved up.
Not a bad return on investment
Scarlet thought.

Three months
after their chats started, Brent called Scarlet up into his office.
She took the elevator to the 30
^th
floor of the building,
where Brent’s office was located, and waited until she was called
in. She’d never been in Brent’s office before, and the modern
opulence amazed her. He’d obviously paid an interior designer a lot
of money to create this post-modern beauty of an office, with
minimalist design, a few paintings on the walls, one filing cabinet
and a single desk. Scarlet had a sneaking feeling this office was
more for show than practicality, and that Brent probably didn’t do
a lot of work in here.

When Scarlet
entered, Brett greeted her with a handshake and motioned for her to
sit. The chair, despite looking like a regular office chair, was
definitely the most comfortable Scarlet had ever sat in. “Geez, I
want one of these for
my
office” she exclaimed,
laughing.

Brent smiled.
“Scarlet, I want to ask you something, and I want you to know right
off the bat that whatever your response, it will in absolutely no
way affect any of the work you do here. I really, really want to
stress that. There is no pressure on you here whatsoever.”

Scarlet started
listening intensely, not knowing what he was going to ask.

“As you know,
I’m not married. I don’t have any children. Sadly, the job didn’t
allow for me to find a wife and lead that normal life. There’s
nothing I want more in life than a child right now, but I don’t
want my child to be with just anybody. Ever since you came in to
the head office, I knew you’d be the perfect mother for my child.
For my heir. You have the same drive, spirit and passion that I do.
Between the two of us, we could have a child that would rule the
world. I know I could try and court you, and maybe you’d even fall
in love with me, but I’ve long since realized that there’s almost
no chance of that, so I thought I would try a more direct approach.
I could pay you, of course, any sum of money you’d like to have my
child. And I don’t need an answer now, I just really want you to
think about it.”

Scarlet sat in
the chair, completely stunned. She had not expected this, at all.
She didn’t know what to say. She knew her answer. She knew the
answer she was going to give straight away. She knew she would have
to tell him, but when she looked into those shining blue eyes, she
knew it wouldn’t be easy.

“I’m sorry
Brent, I can’t do it.” The sentence was practically a whisper.

They sat in
silence for a minute. “I understand. Do you mind telling me why,
and if there’s anything I can do to change your mind?”

Scarlet shook
her head. “You of all people I’m sure understand. I’m young, and I
want to focus on my career before having children. I don’t want to
take months, or even years off work. I want to get into the
boardroom, I want to be at the top of the corporate ladder, and
then maybe I’ll think about kids. But that’s still probably five,
ten years away. But my God if only I was ten years older I would be
all over you” she couldn’t help but add.

Brent nodded
his head. “You’re right. I’m sorry I put you in this predicament; I
hope it won’t affect our friendship. I really have enjoyed the
chats we’ve had.”

Scarlet smiled.
“Me too, definitely. And don’t give up on love, it’s never too
late.”

Neither one of
them mentioned the conversation again after Scarlet left Brent’s
office. True to his word, Brent didn’t allow it to affect any of
Scarlet’s work at the company at all. Everything went on as
usual.

One night,
Scarlet was backed up on a lot of work. The end of the quarter was
coming up, and she was backed up on a number of papers that she had
to file with the accounting department. Since she was extremely
dedicated to her job, Scarlet decided to stay late one night and do
all of the paperwork. By 7 o’clock she was the only person left in
the office, with no end in sight. Scarlet had secretly hoped she’d
be done by 9, when the cleaners started on the 6
^th
floor.

Suddenly,
Scarlet heard a noise somewhere near her door. She gasped. Her
office light was the only one on the whole floor that was
illuminated, casting a glow on Scarlet and her desk, but leaving
the rest of the floor in darkness. When a shadow formed at her
doorway Scarlet inwardly started to panic, but as it moved closer,
she realized it was Brent.

“Oh geez, oh
man, you scared the shit out of me” Scarlet cried out, the rare
swear word escaping her lips.