My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (49 page)

I smiled a big smile at her knowing full well that this was a small victory and that I had won. She didn’t seem to enjoy my boasting, but I didn’t care. She put me in a private elevator separate from the rest and used her key to unlock the buttons. Then she pushed the one and only button that was marked with the outline of a leaf. That was very creative I guess. Then I was off on the elevator to the top floor of the building. The elevator went through several solid floors and soon, I was surrounded in glass and I could see all of Paris from up there. I gasped at the beauty of it. As soon as the doors opened a gorgeous brunette in stiletto heels and a tight fitted dressed was there waiting for me.

“Mr. Dreux will be right with you. May I get you anything to drink?”

“Water, please,” I said.

“Yes, please sit here,” she said pointing to a plush sitting area,” and then disappeared down the hall. I sat and flipped through a few magazines but they were all business magazines in French and I quickly lost interest. A few seconds later the secretary showed up with a blue bottle of sparkling water. Then, the man himself showed up in the sitting area.

“Alicia, welcome. I am so glad you came,” he said as he gestured for me to follow him. He looked more dashing than ever, and I had to admit seeing him in his element with an entire building of people working under him and protecting access to him did turn me on. I watched him as he walked with that sexy confidence in his fitted light grey suit. He was damn hot. As soon as I walked into his office he closed the door behind us. He outstretched his arms and said, “Now do you believe me Alicia?” I laughed a little and said, “Yes, I guess I have too, now don’t I?”

“Yes, you do. Or you will force me to call a meeting of my entire company just to prove it to you,” he said playfully as he scooped me up in his arms and pulled me close to him. He kissed me on the mouth as his hands ran up and down my back over my red dress. The fabric felt good against my skin.

“So to what do I owe this visit?” he said as he pulled away from me and sat in his black chair behind his desk. As he sat there, I could see all of Paris behind him, as though he owned it and controlled it. It was very attractive. I wanted him more and more with each passing second. 

“I just thought I would come and give you my answer,” I said as I sat on his desk in a very flirty fashion.

“That is a good reason for a visit, and what have you decided?” he said.

“I have decided to take the second test, if you still want to give it to me.”

“Excellent. Yes, I want too. Can you come with me for the weekend to Provence?” he asked.

I gasped, “Provence?”

He laughed, “Yes, I told you, test number two does not take place in Paris.”

“I’ve always wanted to see Provence. It looks beautiful,” I said.

“Yes, it is beautiful, like you,” he said as he put his hand on my leg. “But if you keep coming around and teasing me like this, I won’t be able to hold out until we get there. I want you right now. I want to push my fat cock inside of you.”

My mouth dropped open at his words. It was so hot to hear him say those things to me. I felt my body become aroused by his presence and I had to move away or I would straddle him on his chair.

“You’re right. I should get going,” I said smiling at him.

“I will pick you up Friday around one, okay?”

“Yes.”

MASON

I loved seeing that smile on Alicia’s face. As much as I loved performing the tests on women, the rewards were my favorite part. I loved the excitement and it made me feel good to give. I had plenty of money, more money than any one person could spend in a lifetime, so why not share that wealth with the women that shared so much with me? It made sense. However, the minute she jumped on me and wrapped her legs around me I felt my cock get hard and my breathing grow rapid. I was French after all, and we were lovers, above all else. I kissed her with passion and longing to push my fat cock inside her warm, wet center, but the tests meant a lot to me. I had restrained myself this long and I had to keep myself restrained. It was important, even though it was very hard for me to pull away from her and unwrap her legs from around my waist. But I had too, for now. I was glad that she chose the wrapped gift with the painting; it was perfect for her, my sketch artist American beauty. She was my little artist, and now she was satisfied and happy with her reward. I could only hope that she would say yes and undergo the second test. I knew that she would eventually say yes because every woman that underwent the first test, could not stop thinking about what the second test must be, so they always came around. Then she did. She surprised me by showing up at my office, while I was fucking another woman. I had a small apartment suite attached to my building, and I was partaking in a little afternoon delight when my secretary interrupted over the intercom that there was a sketch artist in the lobby. I knew immediately who it was and I knew why she was there. I knew that she wanted to make sure I was who I said I was. So I told the secretary to make her wait and I would call when I was ready to see her. Then I went back to fucking Leesa, from accounting. Her ankles were tied to my headboard as I pounded her hard and fast, now I needed to cum faster than I had planned so that I could see Alicia. So I hovered over her and moved my hips forward and back as fast as I could, plunging deep into her sweet pussy until we were both screaming in orgasm. It was perfect timing. Now I wouldn’t be tempted to fuck Alicia in my office, because I had just been satisfied. I quickly washed up and put my suit back on and called down to let Alicia up to my floor. Let’s let her see the billionaire in action, in his office, she will like it. It will get her wet, I was sure of it. Then, she would tell me yes to the second test. The office always impressed the women, it was like an aphrodisiac to them, and I knew how to work it. Sit behind my desk like I the boss I am, and have them have to go through several people to get to me, and then they are putty in my hands. This always worked, and it did this time with Alicia as she happily told me her answer was yes. I smiled a devious grin, of course your answer is fucking yes, because you cannot resist me. No woman can, I thought to myself. I called my assistant to ready my house in Provence for my weekend holiday with Alicia. I could not wait to get her in position for test number two. A day later we were on our way driving through the countryside in my convertible.

“This is breathtaking,” she said as she lifted her arms in the air.

“It is, I am lucky to call France home. It is, the most beautiful place in the world,” I said as I drove us through the lavender fields of Provence. I had to admit that I didn’t know why I was bringing her here. I always performed test number two in Cannes, at the French Riviera. It was usually a luxurious beach getaway, but for some reason I did not feel like doing that this time. Now I felt like getting away from my lifestyle, and when I felt that way I went to my old rustic cottage. It was built in the 1700’s and not a lot had changed except for a few modern touches that I had added like a modern kitchen, bathroom, and heating, but everything else was the same. Including the stove fireplace. This was where I came to be alone, but with Alicia I felt comfortable. There was no out of control drama and screaming like with the other women I was so used too, the actresses. Now I was with someone that I felt comfortable with. So I felt like going to my country cottage. It was also lavender season and I had an idea for incorporating it into test number two. I think she will like it. It was almost three in the afternoon when we arrived at my cottage.

“Oh Mason, this is lovely. I was not expecting this,” she said as he got out of the car.

“I know, it is different.”

“Yes, I was expecting a grand villa with lots of servants, but this is better. I did not think you would like a small charming home like this,” she said as she walked through the old, wooden front door.

“I do. Sometimes I think this is more like me than my other homes. Here I feel like a real man. Nature, it is good for us.”

“Yes, it is,” she said as she threw her bag on the sofa.

“Come, I will show you around and you can get settled in,” I said as I grabbed her hand and walked her around the house. I showed her the small sitting area and kitchen, the bedroom with the wooden canopy bed, the bathroom with the claw foot tub, and then of course the gardens. On one side of the house was a vast field of lavender. “This is like a dream,” she said.

“Good, I am glad that you like it. I will let you settle in and unpack.”

After about half an hour she was lounging on the couch with me as I was relaxing with a book. I could not wait anymore. It was very important to get test number two over and done with as soon as possible so that we could indulge the rest of the three day weekend. “So my beautiful sketch artist, are you ready for test number two?” I asked her.

“Yes, I’m ready,” she said.

“Good, come with me,” I grabbed her hand and a blanket and led her outside into the fields of lavender.

ALICIA

I could not believe the sheer beauty of the place. The lavender fields went on for miles and the air itself seemed otherworldly, as though we were on some perfumed planet. It was amazing, stunning, and sensual. I was not expecting Mason’s country home to be what it was. It didn’t have the extravagance of his penthouse in Paris, instead, it was a lovely country cottage that had been there since the 1700’s. I guess my seductive lover had a knack for being in love with history. It made sense to me because he had all the luxury that money could buy, so why not buy something out of the history. Still, it was hard to imagine that this was the site of test number two. I could not see the high maintenance and dramatic actress Margaret staying in this cottage without putting up a fuss. I wondered if he had brought her here too, or his maid, Emery? I wanted to ask him, but I felt like that was a question that a jealous girlfriend would ask. So I kept quiet. He showed me around the cottage and the look in his eye was one of being proud of every little detail of the place. He put the work into it himself and I suddenly realized why he was so good with his hands, he was also a handy craftsman. He told me every detail and story that went along with the place starting with when he bought it four years earlier and restored the place. He was like a proud father as he talked about it. After he showed me around I unpacked my things and placed them in the drawers in the bedroom and then sat on the couch with Mason, as he read a book to relax us from the long drive. Soon, he sighed and stood, walking to the kitchen. I could see Mason pacing the kitchen floor as he looked at me, and then he finally said it. “So, my beautiful sketch artist, are you ready for test number two?” He asked.

“Yes, I’m ready,” she quickly answered.

“Good, come with me,” he said.

He grabbed me by the hand and snatched up a blanket and led me outside into the fields of lavender. So then it was time for test number two. I was excited and nervous. What if I hated it? Then I would be stuck out here in the country with this stranger I hardly knew. What if it was really filthy, even too filthy for me and it would change my perspective of him forever? I never knew what to expect with this man. One thing was clear, he was a sex addict and he liked these sexual games. It made sex more exciting for him, so what if this test was too much for me? There was only one way to find out. At least he always told me what it was before we started.

But I was ready to take the risk. If test number two was as good as test one, then I was in for a treat. I followed Mason out of the house and into the fields of lavender. He had a blanket draped over his arm and I wondered what he had in store for me. When we reached the middle of the field he looked around in a circle.

“We are all alone out here,” he said.

I looked around and realized that he was right. I could not even see the car in the distance from this field. “It is spectacular,” I said.

“Now, for test number two. Are you ready?” he asked.

“Yes, tell me what it is.”

“It is called keeping still. I am going to lay this blanket on top of the lavender. You are going to take off all of your clothes and lay down on top of it. When I say, the test has begun, you must stay absolutely still while I make love to you. Once again, you can say stop at any time and I will stop. You may make as many noises as you like moving your lips only, but everything else on your body must remain still, unless I move it. Is that understood?”

There was complete silence as I stared at him. This was impossible! This was a test anyone would fail. No one could lay still while a being made love too, it was impossible.

“Is this even possible? Has anyone ever passed this test? I don’t think that I can do it. How can I stay still?” I asked as I paced through the rows of lavender.

“Women have passed it before. I can’t tell you how to do it, other than concentrate just like before,” he said.

I sighed and resigned myself to just enjoying the test, even if I failed at it.

“Okay, I’ll try,” I said. I grabbed the hem of my dress and pulled it up slowly as Mason stood back and watched me. I pulled it over my head and stood there in my bra and panties. “You are very sexy, my chéri,” he moaned out the words. I bit my bottom lip as I pulled my bra off and let my breasts go free. I looked around at the fields of lavender and the blue sky above me as I realized that this was my first time being naked out in nature. I loved it. It was very freeing.