My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (187 page)

We both moaned at my satisfaction. A few seconds later he was at my ankles pulling my jeans off of my feet. Then he stood back up and I felt his cock pressed against my ass. He was hard. His arm wrapped around my tiny waist and he pulled me up from my bending position over the table. My back was flush against his strong hard muscular chest and he pressed his lips against the soft spot on the back of my neck and kissed me. His hands moved around slowly up and down my stomach until they were resting on my breasts and he began massage them. I moaned in response to these new sensations as I was still enjoying the remnants of my orgasm. Then he quickly turned me around to face him and kissed me hard on the mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and let my hands roam from his neck over his broad shoulders and down his strong arms. He was the perfect man. My hard nipples pressed against his chest and he grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head. As soon as my breasts were free he was resting his mouth on them, licking and sucking. It was sweet torture to not have him moving deep inside of me.

"I can't take this anymore. I need you. Please take me!” I said softly.

"If that's what you want, then I will give it to you,” he said as he picked me up and carried me over to the corner of the room where his sleeping bag laid and positioned me on it. I felt very sexy and vulnerable, and yet protected at the same time. It was an intoxicating combination. Zak stood up and slowly began to take off his clothes. I smiled as I realized he was going to give me a little bit of a show, and I liked that. He started to pull off his shirt, exposing his hard, six pack abs and muscles to me. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. His cock was so hard, smooth and pink. It was hard for me not to want to put it in my mouth. He gave me an arrogant smirk. He knew that he was a big man. He slowly lowered himself onto my body. I opened my thighs wide to accept him. It was finally going to happen, this was it. He placed the very tip of his fat cock inside of me and I braced myself for what was to come. Then he stopped and looked down at me tenderly and said, "are you sure?"

I was shocked at his tenderness. "Yes I am sure."

With my answer, he gently pushed himself inside of me and I arched my head back and moaned at the sensation. Within a second, he was buried deep inside me. Then he began to rock his hips forward and back letting his cock move in and out of me seductively and slowly. He moved his mouth over mine and kissed me softly. It was sensual, hot, and erotic. Once we were done kissing, he looked down at me and then smiled and began to pick up the pace, moving faster and harder inside of me is he moaned. I could hear our skin slapping together as he moved more and more aggressively. He was hard as a rock, moving inside of me and I lost track of all my troubles. I forgot that I was being hunted. I forgot that I would now need to concentrate on college and yet not be found out for my past. I forgot that Zak was a complete stranger, hired by my father to protect me. All my worries went out the window and none of it mattered in the moment. The only thing that did matter was the here and now and having Zak inside of me. As I ran my hands down his back I could fill the ripple of muscles. He was perfect and firm and I wrapped my legs around him. We moved in unison somewhere between making love and fucking.

Then he stopped and he pulled out of me, I looked at him with a questioning look. He picked me up and said, "I'm not done with you yet." He pulled me up to him and flipped me over very fast. I found myself on my hands and knees as he pressed his cock against the back of my thigh. Then he entered me from behind. He moved in and out of me slowly and I moaned at this new position as it felt amazing. I could hear him moaning and groaning and it only turned me on even more. Then he moved his hand around and pressed his thumb against my clitoris. That was all it took, I released into another orgasm and shudders ran up and down my body. I buried my face in the sleeping bag under me as he continued to move in and out of me while I enjoyed my orgasm. Then he moved faster with even more intensity, hammering me. I felt him tense up and his breathing was faster and heavier as his moans grew louder. I knew what this meant. He was going to release himself. A few seconds later I felt his warmth flood inside me as he let out a few loud groans. Then together we moved as I laid on my belly and he laid on top of me still inside of me. We rested like this for a few minutes, both staying quiet. We were enjoying the moment. Wouldn't know what this would lead to, but it meant things had certainly changed. It was unbelievably good and passionate. I don't think either of us knew we could ever feel like that. After a few seconds Zak got up from his position and walked away. He appeared a few seconds later handing me a glass of water. "Thank you,” was all I could say. I was stunned into silence. I laid down back in the sleeping bag, enjoying the sensations my body was feeling.

ZAK

I wasn't able to help myself. Once we got going, I couldn't stop. This is how I always got into trouble. I let my lust get the better of me. But this time it felt different, or so it seemed. It was wrong what I was feeling for Ava. Even though I wouldn't ever admit that to myself. I had just finished pleasuring her and myself. Dammit, it was the best sex I'd ever had in my life. I had no words for her. So I stayed silent. She had nothing to say. Then we both heard a ruckus. She was startled and I quickly went into action mode. I knew the sound was not coming from the building we were in. It was coming from across the way, from her apartment. I put my hand up to stop her from getting up and silently motioned for her to stay put. Then I stealthily made my way over to the window and peaked out through a small slither in the shade. I could see two men walking around her apartment through the window. They were obviously looking for something. I whispered to her, "They are back. They are inside your apartment. Don't make a sound."

I watch the men search through drawers and through her closet. I was amused because I had assumed they had done this already the night they broke into her place. But now perhaps they were looking for something else. I had no idea what. I looked over at Ava, knowing that she would never tell me. But that was before, and now we had shared something. We had been intimate. Maybe she would trust me now. But why would she? I had just shown her that I did not take this assignment seriously. I let lust get the better of me when I should have been on guard watching her apartment. Who knows what important details I missed before the men went into her apartment. Once again I had fucked up. I had let sex and lust distract me from my assignment, and who knows what cost I would now have to pay? Who knows what cost Ava would now have to pay? I felt very disappointed in myself. I had let her down. I was the one that was supposed to protect her. I was a Navy Seal, dammit. I was a warrior, her protector. Instead I fucked her. I should have been better about this. I should have stayed in work mode. I had let her down. I had let myself down. I was done, it wouldn't happen again. I would now concentrate all my efforts and energy towards this case. I would have to distance myself romantically from her. But as I looked at her staring at me, naked on the sleeping bag, I knew it would be the hardest challenge I would ever have to face. I turned my attention back towards her apartment and whispered, "they seem to be looking for something. Any idea what that might be?"

She was silent then she said, "I have no idea."

I looked at her, not knowing if she was telling the truth. I would have no way of knowing. "Think hard and let me know if something comes up."

Then she whispered, "do you think they will stay long?"

"I don't know, I don't see why they would leave. They're looking for you."

"Well that is what I meant to tell you earlier. I distracted them by using another phone and I called my answering machine pretending to be talking to the maid, telling her that I would be home in two weeks from Los Angeles."

I looked at her feeling very impressed by her maneuver. Although it was fairly basic and I'm sure the men figured out that she wasn’t actually gone by now. It was enough to get them out of the house so that she could go in and get what she needed. It was a good move. Perhaps she could take care of herself just as she told me. That thought made me feel impressed by her, but also a little sad. I didn't like to think of her not meeting me. I liked being here for her. I like being the protector.

"That's really impressive Ava."

"Thank you."

That’s was all I could give her for now. I couldn’t gush over her achievements and show her the loving side of me. Not now. I needed to get back into Navy Seal mode and take care of business. This was too risky at the moment. I hated doing this to her but it was for her own safety. The more focused I was, the more help I could be to her. If I was a man in a love fog, then I would be useless, just as I had proven before. No, I would have to be short and cold. It was necessary. I saw the smile on her face fall the more I talked to her in this manner. It gutted me, but it was necessary. It needed to be done.

AVA

The next morning when I awoke Zak was gone. I searched the apartment quickly, which was easy because it was small and bare. I looked for a note but there was none. He barely said anything after we had sex. He went back into being my protector when the men showed up at my apartment. It was as though he slipped into another personality. I didn't understand it. Was he upset that we had made love? I didn't dare ask. However, it was exactly what I was thinking. I was no longer a sexual challenge to him, and so he went back into being a Navy Seal, seeing me as an assignment. That must be what is happening. I worked myself into a rage, overthinking the thoughts and gathered my things. Then I got dressed. I was going to leave. I would have to be careful I didn't know if the men were outside. And in all honesty, I really didn't know who is Zak was. For all I know he could be working for them too, and leading me astray. I was about to leave when he walked into the apartment, carrying coffee and breakfast.

"Oh good you're up. Are you hungry? I got some coffee and a few breakfast sandwiches. I figured you’d be hungry after we worked up such an appetite,” he said, arching his brows at me and smirking a little. I didn't understand him. Now he was being playful again? Where did that come from? He was up-and-down with his emotions. One moment he was cold and treating me like an assignment, and the next he was playfully reminding me that we had sex.

"I'm starving. Where did you go? You didn't leave a note and I panicked."

"Sorry I thought I would be back before you woke up. I went to get breakfast, and this,” he said as he handed me a large brown paper bag. I looked at him with question in my eyes. I opened it and pulled out a short blond wig, very big sunglasses, and a few other items that would help disguise me. "This is brilliant thank you."

"Well since you seem so adamant about going to class, and I can't stop you from going, I might as well help you go safely. Of course I will be trailing behind. Just in case. I'll even have to go on your field trip, but I won’t be a bother and you won’t see me."

"OK I think I can work with that,” I said feeling very proud that he was taking my request very seriously. He knew how important school was to me, and he was compromising. This could work. We drank our coffee and ate our breakfast and made a quick plan of how this could work. The men in my apartment had been gone for a while, but they could return at any moment. We both got dressed in our disguises and I had to admit I didn't look like myself. I gathered my books and was ready to go to class when I heard a phone ring. I looked questioningly at him. He went to the drawer and pulled out a cell phone. "Eagle?" He said into the phone which was very strange. Then he waited for reply and he looked at me, "it's your father, Ava."

He handed the phone to me and I stood there in shock. I had not talked to him in years. I didn't know if I was ready for this. I didn't want my past to have caught up with me just yet. Talking to him would make it too real. But I had to do it, I grabbed the phone to talk to the man who had the answers I needed.

PART 3

AVA

I couldn't believe everything that had happened. So far it was a whirlwind of events. I barely had time to rest, let alone think about everything that was going on. Now things just kept progressing to something even worse day by day. So far I was able to elude Zak's questions about my past, but for how much longer. It was true, that the more he knew about what I was dealing with the better he could help me. It was just too hard for me to talk about it. Talking about it would require me to think about it, and basically relive what happened. I wasn't ready for that, I was never ready for that. It was too difficult. As if having to deal with thugs chasing me, being forced out of my apartment, and having to deal with my past wasn't hard enough… Now there was something else added to the mix. Now, I was romantically involved with the man that was sent to be my protector, the highly skilled and elite Navy Seal, Zak Flynn. Although, what I experienced with him could barely be called a romance. It was more like heated passion that turned into a sexual encounter. And an encounter that had him acting strangely afterwards. Not that men didn't do this in general, there were many books written about how men acted after sex, the entire sudden disinterest that came with it, but this was different. It was obvious to me that he was hiding something, and so was I. However, he was hiding something that had him acting oddly after our passionate encounter. I didn't know what it was, but the way he treated me was hurting me, though I would never ever admit that. Then, just when I thought this would be the last of the combination of things I had to deal with, there was one more surprise. Now, I stood frozen in the small apartment that Zak had occupied across from mine in order to watch me as he handed me the telephone. My elusive and absent father was on the other line, wanting to talk to me. It was unnerving to me that I now had to talk to him about my past, but also that he and Zak were in such contact. It was obvious they talked because he was the one that had hired Zak, but now I knew that they were possibly in contact daily, and that made me feel very uneasy. I wonder if he would hear in my voice that I had fallen for the man he had sent to protect me? I was a bundle of nerves as I stepped towards Zak. Of course, I did not want to talk to my father, but my desire for answers overwhelmed my sense of pride and dignity. I needed to know what was going on, and I needed to know now. He was the only one that knew. I stepped forward looking at Zak, locking eyes with him with so many questions on my face. I thought I saw his face drop a little, a little tinge of sadness. However, it could just be my imagination. I grabbed the phone from him and gave him a look, and then walked to the bathroom and locked myself in.