The Billionaire's Sextape: An Adult Billionaire Romance (2 page)

              “Yeah, I have no idea. Some days are just like that here. Hey, why don’t you guys go over to Betsy’s? You’ll definitely find some women there. Personally, I’m going over once I’m done here.”

Betsy’s was a strip joint just a few blocks up – known for its good music and good-looking women. The entrance fee was high, which is why James had never been before. Not that he minded – but his friends had always talked him out of it.

              “Actually… that’s a good idea. I’ve never been, and Elton has emboldened me. You guys in?” He looked over at Marco and Tom, expecting at least Marco to complain.

But Marco just grinned, “Do we have a choice?”

              “That’s my man! I’m paying tonight – so you definitely don’t have a choice.”

              “Good! I’m totally in!” Marco said, and James felt his eyes widen in surprise. He looked over at Barman Bob.

              “Seriously, what was in those drinks?”

Barman Bob laughed and shrugged, “I have no idea. So… I’ll see you guys there a bit later tonight then? I still have a few more hours to get through here.”

              “Yeah, we’ll see you there. Come join us. Drinks on me.”

They finished up their beer and then headed out to Betsy’s. James felt excited at the prospect of going somewhere new with his friends, and he was glad that, for the first time, they actually seemed just as excited as him.

              “I like this new Marco,” he said to Marco.

              “Me too. You’re right…. This is way better than sitting at home watching a western.”

              “Man, I told you. And don’t feel bad about the money. I know that if the roles were reversed, you would do the same for me. It’s good to get out and have fun. That’s what the money is all about. I wouldn’t want to do this by myself.”

The sign ‘Betsy’s’ flickered on and off in the distance. It was certainly not a club that tried to hide away, and James liked that about it. When they got to the door, the doorman patted them up and down and then asked them to pay.

James took out the money and paid for all three of them and, just like that, they were let inside. The corridor was long and dark, with small lights on the floor leading the way. Right at the end there were two doors. The one said ‘Private’ and the other said ‘Club’ – so they opened the club door and walked inside.

              “Well, this is more like it,” James said as they walked in. James had never seen so many beautiful women in his life. One very exotic-looking woman walked up to them and smiled. She was wearing tight jeans and a loose shirt that was see-through in the light.

              “Come this way,” she said and led them to a table near the stage. They sat down, and she bent over so that they had full view of her breasts. “You’ve got one of the best seats in the house. Can I offer you a drink?”

They all grinned, their tongues completely tied, and nodded at her. James finally found his voice. “That would be great. Surprise us.”

James knew all too well that if he said she could surprise them, she would know that he was the type of guy with money. Drinks were always more expensive in a place like this, and he wanted her to know that it didn’t bother him in the slightest. He wasn’t sure why he cared so much, but he couldn’t help it.

He liked it when people saw that he had cash. Only five minutes later, four glasses of champagne were placed on the table, along with the rest of the bottle and another one. The bottles actually looked expensive. She grinned at him and then knelt down.

              “Are you, by any chance, James Elton?” she whispered.

James grinned. What he loved even more than people seeing that he had money was people knowing who he was. “You’ve got me! But I’d prefer it if you kept that to yourself, if you don’t mind.

I have no problem with places like this, obviously, but my father is another story. He’d go crazy if he knew that I was here.” With that, James handed her a few notes and closed her hands around them. She smiled broadly at him.

              “Well, thank you for that,” she said and put the money in the pocket of her jeans, “but you certainly didn’t have to. Trust me – this is the type of place where you can do anything and everything without anyone ever finding out. We have strict policies here. No cameras and no talking – those are the rules. But your secret is certainly safe with me.

And can I say, James – you are even better looking in real life.”

James grinned as she walked away. He took a sip of the champagne and toasted Marco and Tom who were so busy staring at the girls around them that they barely looked at him.

Suddenly, the lights went out, and they watched as some of the girls took to the stage. It was one of the most exhilarating things that James had ever seen. These girls were all absolutely beautiful, and they danced around the stage with ease. James had seen a lot of naked women in his life, but he’d never seen so many beautiful ones in front of him at once.

A lot of them were very exotic-looking, and he couldn’t stop looking at one girl in particular. She was African American, and her skin wasn’t just dark, but almost shiny. There was something about her that seemed different than the other girls, although James couldn’t quite place what that was.

She had a fierce determination about her and an unyielding sexiness that made him shiver. At one point in the night, he locked eyes with her and he felt himself getting excited.

Marco leaned over. “They’re amazing. I totally think you should go into one of the private rooms with one of them.”

James just smiled at the thought. He couldn’t take his eyes of that woman. He watched her until the dance was finished and all the girls made their way offstage. Suddenly, the lady who had spoken to him before was at their table.

              “Did you boys enjoy the show?” she asked while topping off their drinks. Both of the bottles of champagne were almost finished.

              “Oh yes.” They all nodded dreamily.

              “Good. Our girls are wonderful, aren’t they? We pride ourselves on that. Now, would any of you boys like to go into one of the private rooms? We have a few available at the moment.”

              “Send these two in,” James said.

              “No, no. We can’t,” Marco said and looked at James in confusion. “Seriously. You’ve done enough for us already. That’s too much now.”

              “Please. I want to.” Then James looked at the woman, “Take these two and bill it to me.”

              “James! Are you sure?”

              “I’m sure. And in case I don’t see you when you’re done – have a great time.”

Tom was grinning. If Tom was besotted over James before, he was certainly even more so now. They thanked him and went off. When the lady came back, she looked at James and smiled, “And how about you sir? Surely you’re not going to sit here all alone?”

              “Well, actually. I was wondering…”

              “Yeah?”

              “There was one woman in particular that I liked. Uh… African American. Tall. She was dancing more toward this side of the stage. Absolutely breath-taking.”

The woman smiled. “That would be Lilah. Yes, she sure is beautiful.”

              “Lilah. Beautiful name. So… do I have to go to a private room? Or could I take her home?”

              “Take her home? Hmm… we don’t normally offer that. It will cost you more, sir.”

              “That’s no problem.”

She smiled broadly at him. “Well then, I’ll see what I can do. Will you wait here, sir?”

              “I’ll wait.”

Moments later she came back with the bill. “Everything is organized. She’ll be out in a few minutes. Do mind settling your bill before you go, sir?”

              “Of course not.” James got out his card and paid without thinking about the price. All he could think about was the beautiful Lilah coming home with him. He loved how money got him anything he wanted.

Five minutes later, Lilah was walking his way.

              “Mr. Elton? I hear I’m coming home with you. I’m Lilah.”

              “Lilah. It is a pleasure to meet you. But please, call me James.”

James took her hand and the two of them walked out of the club. Lilah was almost as tall as he was although she was wearing heels. He glanced at them.

              “You okay to walk with those on?”

She laughed. The sound was like honey to his ears. “Oh yes. I’m very used to these shoes. At home I’m more of a barefoot or slipper kind of girl, but I wear these so often now that they actually don’t even feel uncomfortable to me. They used to, when I first started working here.”

              “I’m sure. How long ago was that?”

              “Oh, I’ve been here for a few years already. So… we’re walking?” She didn’t seem to want to talk too much about her work.

              “We’re walking. I hope you don’t mind. I don’t live far away at all and it seemed pointless to drive.”

              “Oh, I don’t mind at all. I love walking. I would always choose to walk somewhere. There’s something so freeing about being in a wide-open space. Although I must say, it’s a lot chillier than I thought it would be.”

              “I know. But don’t worry – it’s warm at my place.”

When James had walked out of the club, he had worried that things might be a bit awkward. He’d felt emboldened inside, but the moment he stepped out, he felt nervous. Thankfully, Lilah was ever the professional and was making things as easy as possible for him.

She squeezed his hand and said that she was looking forward to seeing his house. When they arrived, she gasped, and he was glad that she had that reaction. He took a lot of pride in his home, and he wanted other people to enjoy it as much as he did.

              “This place is huge. Do you live here alone?”

              “I do. I know… it’s a bit big for one person. But I fell in love with it when I saw it.” It was a mixture of old comfort and new elegance – stone walls and new electronics. He knew that it was warm and inviting and impressive, all at once. He watched as Lilah took off her jacket and walked up to him.

Ever the professional again, she took his hand and then moved closer to him. Soon, they were kissing. They were in the living room, right by the fireplace, and he could feel her body warming up in his arms. Her lips were soft and small, and he felt himself weaken in her presence.

She tasted sweet and he leaned in for more. She reached over to take off his shirt, and he did the same with hers. He’d already seen her naked body onstage, but up close she was even more beautiful. He’d never met anyone with skin as soft as hers.

              “Lilah, I have an idea,” he said. His nerves were gone, and a new sense of power came over him. He loved the thought that he had paid for this woman to be here.

              “An idea? Tell me more,” she murmured. He liked the fact that she acted as if she were loving this moment – as if he were the only man that she had ever had eyes for. He wasn’t stupid enough to believe that, but he was glad that she at least
looked
interested in him.

              “I’d love to film us. I’ll pay you extra for it.”

              “Film us?”

              “Just for me. I mean… you’re just so damn beautiful, Lilah.”

She seemed to consider this for a moment. Then she smiled. “Okay. What harm can it do? You’re right. It will be fun.”

James rushed to his bedroom to get his video camera. He had done this before, with his ex, so he knew exactly what to do and where to angle it. He set the camera up, pressed record, and then he walked back to Lilah who was sitting on the couch.

She’d taken the liberty of removing the rest of her clothes, and her dark skin looked so incredibly striking against the cream color of his couch. For a while he just watched her, transfixed. Then he took off his clothes and went to join her.

She looked at the camera and smiled. Then she angled him so that the camera would get a good view of both of them, and she kneeled down in front of him. She took his penis into her mouth and sucked.

James placed his hands on her head and pushed her closer. He was aware of the camera on him, and the thought that he’d be able to watch this all again just made him harder. Lilah was amazing at this, and while he knew that she had obviously done it a million times before, he tried to put that out of his head. In that moment, the only people that existed were him and her. Lilah and James.

She sucked and licked until he was so close to coming he thought he was going to explode, and then she stopped. She stood up and whispered “my turn” into his ear. James explored her body while she stood in front of the camera.

He licked her breasts and then trailed down so that his tongue was between her legs. He loved that she was not completely shaven like almost all of the other women he had been with before. He parted her hair and inserted his tongue inside. He loved the fact that he could feel her shiver with delight. Then she pulled him up and said, “Take the camera and take me to your bedroom.”

              James did as she said, positioning the camera so that it faced the bed.