The Billionaire's Secret Part 1
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Authors: Erica Storm
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The Billionaire’s Secret
Part 1
By Erica Storm
Copyright by Erica Storm 2014
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The Billionaire's Secret Part 1
This story features one woman, two men, one older, and one younger man and woman, where they discover they have more in common than they care to admit. This sexy tale includes a range of taboo topics and is for adults 18 and older. Below is a list of erotic books available.
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I
knew I had the most handsome man I ever met. I knew he had a body to die for, and I knew he had all the money I could ever want or need when I said, “Either he goes, or I go.” It was the day I showed up at his penthouse suite and walked in and found him in bed with Ryder. I had my own apartment, which he paid for across town. It was luxurious for me because I had spent my teenage years sleeping on the streets or wherever I could find a place to lay my tired head. I sat on the chair facing the bed I had spent many nights with him making love to me.
It didn’t take long before he sensed a pair of eyes on him and sat up. “What the hell, Isabel. Why didn’t you call first?”
“I didn’t think I should have to call. After all I am your fiancé,” I said to him. “Why is he so quiet?” I asked pointing at the handsome young man. “And what do you have to say for yourself?” I demanded from a man who was used to giving commands not taking them.
He looked nervous but I think it was just to placate me and for him to at least act like he is afraid of losing me. “I think we should talk,” Nicholas said with furrowed brow. I sat waiting for the sleeping beauty to get up, but he didn’t even stir. My billionaire boyfriend, Nicholas, pushed the covers away and stood. He had the best body I had seen on male models and he wasn’t a model, but a man who had made his money in real-estate and he was thirty five to my twenty. There wasn’t a building in Manhattan that didn’t have his name on it somewhere.
After he threw a robe on his gorgeous body he ambled into the living room taking time to take my hand and bring me in with him. “Do you want some breakfast?” He said looking at me with those brown eyes hiding under rows of thick eyelashes. Hair so curly and dark I could get an orgasm just looking at him. And when he touched me, heat surged to my clit.
“I didn’t come here to eat.”
“Well, did you come for me to eat you?” he slanted his head smiling. “I have time before I get to the office,” he said never smiling.
“You just take things so casual. Like having a young man in your bed sleeping in your arms, dead to the world. Did you fuck him to death?”
“Now who’s making light of everything?” He said sitting close to me still holding my hand making me forget that there is a man my age in his bed.
“Let me make you happy this morning. I don’t want you to go away angry with me,” he said pulling at my blouse, knowing I don’t wear bras, his fingers squeezing my pointed nipples. Then opening my blouse one button at a time taking time to look in my face. My body straining for control.
“I thought that when I met you, you said that you wanted to settle down and get married. After all you are thirty-five.”
“And you are twenty. Not yet out of college. I remember when I first laid eyes on you coming into my office for a summer job, breasts so perky and your butt firm and round.” He put his head to my chest and pulled out my breast and his warm mouth surrounding it. He sucked my nipple as I protested. Finally I gave in and let him have his way. I raked my hand through his unruly just fucked hair.
“You know I can’t resist you when you do that to me,” I said. “You have stopped me too many times with your lovemaking because you know how weak I am for you, Nicholas.” When I reminded him of my partiality to him and all his erotic stimulation he continued. I just laid my head back and let him have whatever he wanted from me at that moment.
He pulled my skirt up and my stockings down past my ankles. “You don’t have on a thong today. And he licked his lips. His tongue passed another round over his lips. He took his large hands and opened my legs, then pulled me into his face. I was almost coming. He sat on the floor and as I raked my hand through his hair and then I caressed his facial hairs as he massaged my mound making me hot and wet.
His whole face press up against my opening, his tongue slid back and forward, and in to me. He savored my juices and I was in heaven with his handsome face between my legs. I knew he was mine even if he was with a man and I had to share him. I believed he was mine and I didn’t want to lose him. He could do that to me with his smile and easy manner and he wanted to satisfy my sexual fantasies, which made him number one in my world.
My breath hitched as he sucked me dry, and then his tongue circled my clit and flick on it when in just a second he had me coming all over his tongue. I was so out of breath. Out of control. He knew I liked that more than having a dick inside me. When we were together he always ate me and he came when he gave me an orgasm most times.
I thought he needed to be inside me that’s why I suggested that he fuck me. Most of the time he said he was satisfied. Now I know, he was getting his satisfaction someplace else.
Getting up and walking into one of his bedrooms, on my way to the bathroom, the closet door was opened. I saw clothes hanging in the closet. A pair of jeans and shirts.
W
hen I exited the restroom, I found Nicholas sitting having a cup of coffee. He had a cup for me. “How long is he going to sleep? I think we should talk,” I said picking up the coffee cup and enjoying my second cup of coffee.
“He took a sleeping pill. We had a long session last night.”
“I’m not going to ask you what you were doing.”
“It was nothing serious, Isabel. If you ask me I’ll tell you.”
“This is a serious matter Nicholas. You can’t have me and him. You have to make a choice.”
He smiled as if it was nothing and said, “Why not? I can take care of both of you and you will like him if you try to. I know I like him very much and I love you more. I think we could have a great family together.
“Who’s having a family?” Ryder asked walking in without a shirt. His body taut and hard.
“Why we are. I told you about my plans last night,” Nicholas said smiling at him.
“Oh yeah,” Ryder said scratching his head trying to remember. “By the way, I’m Ryder. And you are?” He said extending his hand to me.
“My name is Isabel.” He picked up a cup of coffee and sat at the table with us. He passed his hands through his uncombed hair and all he had on was a pair of bottoms to Nicholas’s pajamas.
He sipped his coffee and looked at me. “You are a great looking girl.”
“See, I told you so. She is pretty isn’t she and she’s your age. I’m the old man here.”
“Thirty-five is not old,” Ryder said. “I could fuck you again. I can’t wait until tonight.” And he kissed Nicholas in front of me.
“I looked at Nicholas and he was blushing. “Tonight you sleep in one of the bedrooms because Isabel is sleeping with me, not unless you want to join us. The bed is big enough for all of us.” Ryder’s eyes wavered between me and Nicholas.
“Now I have to get to work. I’ll see you both at seven. Try and get along.”
***
R
yder and I mulled around the apartment when Nicholas left for work. We tried avoiding each other. Nicholas’s chef came in and cooked for us. And the maid set the table. We were to be a happy family at least in Nicholas’s eyes. Both of us vying for his attention. I didn’t see how that was going to work out.
Ryder came in to get something to eat and he had on only a pair of pajama bottoms. He had just taken a shower and smelled heavenly. I passed him and opened the fridge. He turned and stared at me. Checking out my breasts. They were always large even since high school. But now they were huge. Nothing I wore would keep them under cover so I wore blouses that were cut lower than usual and they caught most men attention, but I never thought they would hook Nicholas’s boy toy.
“Don’t you ever wear a shirt?” I questioned taking in his muscular arms and chest. He had a pair of six packs working on his hairless chest. I picked up a container of milk and poured it in a glass, stuck my finger in my mouth and poked my wet finger on his chest when I passed him.
“Keep it up, and you will get what you’re looking for,” Ryder said to me with a raised eyebrow.
I glanced at him with a wry smile and said, “I suppose you are the one who will give it to me. I doubt that you know what a girl’s pussy looks like. I raised my skirt and pulled down my panties, “Now take a good look so you will never forget it.”
I saw his face change and he raked his hand through his hair, his tongue slid across his full lips and I heard his breathing intensify. At that moment I realized that he did like females and he did want a piece of me. So what is he doing with Nicholas? I asked myself.
I sat in a chair next to him at the table, his eyes darting to me and then he went back to sipping his coffee. “So what’s your story?” Ryder asked.
“You tell me first. Mine is less creepy than yours,” I said trading glances with him. He wasn’t shy, after all he was having sex with an older man who appeared on the outside to be straight. But in these walls he was much more.
“I met Nicholas when I was eighteen and we fell in love. I like them older,” he said with a smirk.
“It appears you like them any way you can get them.” His mouth took a hard line and he peered at me under his heavy dark lashes. “I entered college and he was a visiting professor. He took interest in me because at the time I was homeless, and I would go to his home in Seattle, and there we struck up a relationship.”
“There must be more to this story,” I questioned.
“What do you want to know about? How I fuck him in the ass or whether he fucks me in the ass?”
“Yes. I want to know that too.” He sipped his coffee and shot me a wicked smile as if he had a secret and I wasn’t going to get it out of him, at least not today.
“You will have to ask him because I’m not telling you anything. Now what is your story?” I glanced at him trying to decide if I should say, after all, he really didn’t reveal anything. But I thought, why not.
“I met Nicholas the first time at a party and then when I applied for a secretary at his firm. He said that he needed a companion and he would take care of me and that I was free to do whatever I wanted. He said he would send me to college and foot the bills. All I had to do was accompany him to functions, and if he had a sexual need, I would satisfy him. But he wouldn’t force me into anything. I fell in love with him and now you have come into the picture.”
“I’ve always been in the picture,” he said looking at me. “He was mine first and now you came along. I moved here with him and he paid for my apartment. He explained about meeting you, and that you were necessary for appearance, so I agreed to share him with you.”
“You share him? I have what he wants.”
“And I have what both of you want.” He stood and pulled his cock from his pants. It was extra hard and extra-large. I could see how he could satisfy a man or woman with that enormous thing. He walked up to me, “Suck it.” He stood six feet over me.
I turned my head. “I’m not into that.”
“If you want Nicholas to take you over me, you don’t know enough nor do you have the right equipment to satisfy him,” Ryder said overly confident.
“He likes to eat my pussy. Do you have a pussy?”
“Well I guess it’s a standoff,” he said. All the talk about eating pussy and looking at his huge dick made my opening wet. He didn’t move away he just stood facing me with his dick hanging out of his pajama pants. I wanted to show him that I had the skills to compete with him for Nicholas’s desires.
I pushed my mouth close to his dick. He grabbed my long hair and twist it around his fist as my mouth surrounded his large dick. I held onto his hard butt and they were rock hard as two boulders. He unsnapped his bottoms and they fell to his feet all the time his cock is exploding in my mouth. It grew large and larger and soon I couldn’t get any more of it in. He pushed in his hips and pulled out. Over and over as he helped me move his dick inside my mouth by using my hair to guide my movements.