FAKE: An Enemies to Lovers Standalone Romance Page 15

  “I’d just take my crippled cock, stick it in that mouthy little mouth of yours and give you a proper spanking. I’d get your ass all red, swollen and hot, and then impale you on my broken cock hard until you finally knew your place.” He was deep into this.

  “You mean my place on your cock ... like a shish kabob?” I couldn’t help laughing at him, such a grandiose mother fucker. He laughed too; it was nice, just having fun. “You need to get out more,” I teased. “Your weird sexual fetishes seem like delusions of grandeur. You should probably see someone about that.”

  “Oh, trust me, I get out plenty, and the only person I need to see about my sexual proclivities is you,” he playfully threatened with a glare.

  “If you want a human skewered on your penis, take her to your other house, okay? I’m not into that, and no spanking either. Maybe a swat because that damn hand of yours loses control sometimes, but if you go all BDSM on me, I walk out the door. I’m good with having fun, maybe cracking out a Kama Sutra book or Aunt Lily’s Sessions for Seduction, but if you bring out whips, chains, and knives consider me gone, gone, gone.” I glared at him.

  “If you’re chained to the bed, I can’t see that happening.” I wasn’t sure if he was teasing or not.

  “It is a very possible possibility there will be police involved, Sir, if you continue with this line of thought,” I wagged my finger and scolded.

  “Oh, goodie?”

  “Were you not hugged as a kid?” I cocked my head and smiled.

  “Hugged?” He cocked his head in response, playfully, and I tackled him.

  It was an idiotic move, but oh so fun. “How long until your meeting?” I asked, suddenly needing him in the worst way.

  “I have to be on a conference call in fifteen minutes.” His voice was equally as breathless as mine.

  “Tell them you’ll make the call from home.” I was already feeling his hardening cock through his cashmere slacks as it bulged into my palm.

  “Toss me the phone,” he demanded, and I obliged.

  I unzipped his trousers and wiggled my fingers into the opening causing him to flinch just as someone at his work answered.

  “Hi, Troy. Conference me in on my cell when Tanaka San calls in. I’m not coming into the office today. I’m sorry, what?” His voice turned icy, and I worried only for a moment. “No, I haven’t seen it. Whatever, I’ll be here, just call when everyone is ready. I’ll talk to PR after. I’m sure they’ll be thrilled.” With that, he ended the call and threw the phone onto the bed.

  “What was that about?” I asked while digging out his cock.

  “We’re being asked to do the Ellen show. The video of you fainting after I asked you to marry me and announcing your pregnancy has gone viral and,” he lunged across me to pick up my engagement ring from the bed stand, “Tiffany’s has named this the ‘Kylie Forever Diamond.’ Not bad for half a day’s work.”

  Suddenly, I wasn’t so into sex as he slid the ring onto my finger.

  “So, this is a day or I’m sorry half a day’s work?” I stopped trying to pilfer his cock and stared at him.

  “Well, I’m not sure. Where is this heading?” He grabbed my hand. “You were rummaging around my Armani’s, and you asked me to stay home. I obliged. I assume you’re taking the lead on this ... what’s your plan?” He was being kinda funny and also kinda angry.

  “I don’t know.” I pulled my hand out of his pants and surrendered. “You’re like a drug for me, but I make such horrible choices when I’m around you.”

  “As compared to the stellar choices you were making before me?”

  “Maybe.” I shrugged.

  “Maybe?”

  “Ugh, not really.” Suddenly I was so frustrated. “I just moved in with a man I don’t know. You could be anyone, Alec and having sex with you? Where is that leading? We’re already pregnant.”

  “Sex is fun and feels fucking amazing, but what are your goals? I mean despite waking up my cock and leaving me stranded?”

  “Build up my non-profit, help Avery with her fashion brand, raise a kid ... oh God to raise a kid. Fall in love with someone who wants to love me. What am I doing?” I was freaked.

  “Nothing that impedes those goals. Why not have a little fun on the journey? I can’t say where we’ll be tomorrow. Wednesday, yes, we have a schedule ... and there’s the Webber play.” He was teasing. “But you and I? I can’t say what we’re doing. If you think I’m being an opportunist, I don’t have to be. I certainly don’t need to move a complete stranger into my home; my sanctuary. I don’t put on big shows of affection ... I like being vague. I’m famous, arguably as famous as you are, but I prefer to lay low. In fact, I’ve made a few bad choices myself; however, I’m ready to wing it and let you do whatever you were about to do ... because that looked like it was going in an interesting direction.”

  ‘Nothing to impede those goals.’ So, love was on the table. He hadn’t ruled that prospect out. For whatever reason, that made me happier, and so I continued on my path of destruction because Alec Blair made me crazy.

  “You mean this?” I tucked my hand back into his pants, feeling a little better after he just laid it all out.

  “Yes, exactly that.” He jutted his pelvis forward as I pulled out his semi-erect cock, just when his phone rang. I smiled at him with a devilish look in my eyes.

  “This is a very important call, Kylie!” he warned as I continued to work his dick with my hand.

  “Aren’t they all?” I disregarded him as I smoothed my thumb over the swelling tip of his cock.

  His manhood was massive. Seeing it in the morning light it looked even bigger than when I first met it.

  “Konichiwa,” Alec stared down at me threatening; it felt nice to be the one holding him captive.

  I thought about what I might actually do to him for a moment as my fingers tickled his member making him squirm. I decided I’d make this quite a production as I was pretty sure I’d have to reap the consequences for my actions as soon as that phone call ended, so whatever I did had to be good. I gave him a sultry grin while he addressed the participants of the conference call and then seemed to be listening to a speaker.

  I let go of him, and for a moment, he almost looked disappointed, but my kittenish expression told him I wasn’t letting him off the hook. I darted into the bathroom to retrieve my lavender-infused coconut oil and came back to the bed as I sensuously lathered it over my hands making a show of greasing each finger as they eventually came back to his spear.

  I almost laughed at how incredibly hard he had become in just the few seconds I was gone. This little tidbit told me I had more power in this relationship than I was giving myself credit for. If he held all the cards, he’d have been more focused on his phone call, but the fact that he was rigid, upright, and already dripping said a lot about how much thinking he did with his cock.

  I gently feathered my fingers over him, and his breathing became sharp and agitated. Oh, this was going to be so much fun.

  Chapter 22

  Alec

  That little vixen. I should have just put her into the bed and ignored her then gone to the office as I had originally planned; however, overnight we had become a media sensation. My proposal had gone viral; Kylie and I were trending harder than any other media story, and speculation swirled. My next public appearance was going to have to be with her if I wanted to keep up the momentum that was building.

  So, when she suggested I might stay home, I jumped at the chance without really thinking it through. I sat on the phone listening to the Japanese team talk about the new complex and breaking ground on our first-tier projects as Kylie teased my cock into mind-blowing submission.

  Her soft hands barely grazed my member, and I involuntarily pulsed into her palm. I did my best to stay steady, but my thigh muscles twitched. She stopped her slow stroking and lightly grazed her fingernails along my shaft.

  “Oh fuck,” I uttered under my breath.

  “Mr. Blair, I really think it
necessary to have an international market on the premises; most of our clients will be from places around the globe,” my American liaison in Japan chimed in hearing the expletive under my breath and thinking it was a response to his summary of projected expenses.

  As with most who worked with me, he was bold and spoke his mind.

  “Yes, yes ... of course.” I did my best to ignore my outburst as I grabbed Kylie’s wicked hand.

  Instead of taking any kind of hint from my actions she dipped down to my cock and scooped it into her mouth.

  Her tongue swirled around the engorged mushroom head as my balls ignited, but she couldn’t just give me a nice vanilla suck while I was on one of the most important phone calls of the year, no she had to bare her teeth to me as if she was planning on using them.

  I let go of her hand to hold her forehead and dangerous teeth away from my cock when her hand began its journey again. It was at that point I resigned myself to whatever torture she had planned while I devised my retaliation. She tickled my balls and pumped my shaft, floating the skin gently up and down as her finger massaged the head. I focused on my breathing so as not to alarm anyone on the phone. The insistent tickle that worked its way up from my balls was distracting, and I found my hips rolling back and forth, aching for the friction that would edge my body to release and a little respite from the maniac who had my balls in her grasp.

  I mouthed. “Let’s do this later.” And she had the audacity to giggle and come at me with her mouth again.

  I didn’t really think it would work, so I just steeled myself against her advance. It started with kisses, tiny pecks up and down my length; torture. Then her tongue began licking long warm strokes from my balls to the tip. It was all I could take. My hand grabbed the back of her hair to guide her naughty mouth deeper onto me, but perhaps anticipating my move she angled away and backed off. I lunged at her, conference call in hand, and she flitted across the room. I managed to be both annoyed and turned on.

  The conversation swirled around me, important figures, dates, building code regulations all evaporating into a pinpoint focus; get Kylie back into that bed. I couldn’t just chase her around the room, too many problematic elements, so I took another, less interesting approach. I tucked myself back into my pants, stood up, and retreated to my office space doing everything in my power to ignore her. I caught her out of the corner of my eye, unsure what her next move would be.

  “Send me all the specs, and I’ll look it over before I sign off on phase one.”

  Thinking Kylie might take my hint, I leaned against my desk as I watched media’s sweetheart sit on the back of my twenty-thousand-dollar white leather couch, slip off her pale pink fuzzy sleep pants like a stripper, leaving her naked perfectly coiffed pussy spread-eagled as she fingered herself into a frenzy.

  “It all sounds fine. Listen, I have another phone call coming in, and I’ve got to take it. Fax the documents to my private line, and I’ll run them by my lawyer, sign them, and return so we can get started. Thank you, gentlemen.” To the sounds of shocked grumbling and words, I didn’t understand I ended the call before Kylie came all over my sofa.

  I loved the panicked look on her face when she saw me end the call earlier than she expected. She hadn’t quite put herself over the edge, so it was really fun knowing I had that to look forward to.

  “Get your hands out of there, that’s mine!” I did everything in my power to sound hot and commanding.

  “I haven’t signed any contracts yet.” She slipped off the couch and tried to dart into the bathroom, but with three long strides and a flail of my arms, she was caught.

  “No fair.” She writhed in my grasp.

  “Fair? I’m sorry, sucking my cock while I’m on a conference call for a multimillion-dollar deal ... now that ... that’s so fair. How about creaming my nice furniture? I hardly think that fair, no ... so, grabbing you and dragging you back to bed, or maybe the shower, that will be plenty fair.” She tried to dive for her pants, but I pulled her away. “You definitely won’t be needing those.” I hoisted her over my shoulder and walked her to the bed. “Bed or shower? Decide. I’m good either way.”

  “What happened to sex was my domain.” She did her best to gain ground while perched on my shoulder.

  “That opportunity passed the minute you dug my batter out of my dugout. Now, everything is fair game.” I laughed, mocking, playing on the word ‘fair’.

  Suddenly, I had a wild woman on my shoulder, and I had to clamp down to hold her steady until I tossed her onto the bed. Not hard, she was pregnant but playful. I anticipated her scurrying off again, and so I pounced on her and held her down with my body weight.

  “I have to pee …” Lies.

  “Great, so you choose the shower ...you can pee in there.” I lifted her up again and seemed to really panic. “No!” She kicked and squirmed and then, honestly bit my shoulder.

  That’s when the fun ended. I took a deep breath and let her go. My arm instinctively massaged the subtle wound on my bicep.

  “Sorry.” She bit her lip and rolled away from me to sit on the edge of the bed looking out to the city.

  “So ... you wanna tell me why you went all velociraptor on me?” I sat beside her.

  “I wanted to be okay. I tried. I thought ... I like you Alec, sex with you is amazing. If I just concentrated on the nice you, I’d be okay. I could do this. Just for a bunch of months and it would be over.” She hung her head. “You have to be gentle, Alec. I thought I’d be okay, that I was over it.”

  “You don’t have to tell me about what happened if you don’t want to, but if you and I are going to try and make this work, you have to be honest. If playing rough with you or my being naturally dominant triggers something, I have to know. I’ve made a lot of changes here, but I’m not capable of a full makeover, so we need words. The only way I can be good for you is to know you better. Talk to me.” I took her hand and smoothed my fingers over her soft skin.

  “I was fifteen. He was at one of the foster homes. Not the father or anything but a friend of theirs. It was a Fourth of July pool party ... the first time. There were so many times.” Her tears silently fell. “I couldn’t speak. No one knew for months ... until I got pregnant when I was sixteen.” Now the tears were full-blown. “I didn’t keep it. It was so horrible, I promised I’d never ... that if I got pregnant, I’d have the baby.”

  I gathered her into my arms as she sobbed.

  “We are having this baby, Kylie. I promise you our child is going to be so crazy adored and spoiled. You should have never had to go through what you endured.” My fingers gently stroked her chin as I turned her face to me. “I want to adore and spoil you too. Let me. If I ever get to be too much, just look at me and ask me to stop. I can’t imagine what it would be like to be taken against my will. That never enters my mind when I play with you. I just think about rocking your world with some dark swagger. I never thought you actually knew what true darkness felt like.” I kissed her softly. “I have an idea. I’ll keep my cock in my trousers for the time being and we’ll re-pant you, and if you’ll let me, I want to take you on a little adventure. We need to be back by Wednesday for our first big couple’s day, but if you’ll allow me, let me spoil you a little.

  “I’m plenty spoiled.” She smiled, wiping away her tears.

  “Um ... maybe, but I’ve got something pretty grand planned. We can save the contracts for when we return. Just tell me you trust me not to hurt you, and I’ll blow your mind. I hope …” I let go of her hand and drank in her gorgeous glossy eyes.

  I was really winging it. I had absolutely no idea what I intended to do, but I owned a home in upstate New York on Ontario Lake; it was a twelve-bedroom mansion. While I wanted intimacy with Kylie, I think in her state of mind we needed space, not necessarily from each other, but from the world. I had a movie theater, a speedboat, an indoor pool, a bowling alley, horses, ducks, geese, hikes, waterfalls, and nature. Deer had lived on our property for several generations complete
ly protected from local hunting laws. It was a wonderland. Mrs. Castle was due to come, so I wanted to shuffle Kylie out of there.

  My caretaker at the Stoker Estate would only need a phone call to ready a room for us and get the house freshened up before we arrived. So, I kissed Kylie again and stepped away from her to make a call to Edwin.

  “You put some warm clothes in a bag. If you don’t have stuff, don’t worry, we’ll pick it up on our way. I don’t want you going back to your roommates right now; I just want us to do this.” I really wasn’t much of an adventurer, but my adrenaline spiked.

  Even though I was going to my own home, suddenly it seemed magical thinking of the ways it might delight Kylie.

  Chapter 23

  Kylie

  I wasn’t sure what Alec had up his sleeve, but his demeanor had changed so wonderfully, I decided to play along. I was stuck with him regardless, so I might as well agree to an adventure, it beat trying to find space around each other in a big open white room.

  “Sure, I’ll grab a few things.” I got off the bed and went to my designated closet and took out some fleece and wooly things and dressed. I loved to wear layers, so I’d thrown a few warm outfits in my bag. June mornings were still pretty chilly. “All ready for adventure.” I flourished my arms wearing a Dante Richfield jacket and a pair of thigh-high boots.

  “You look perfect.” He had a puffer jacket slung over his arm and carried a leather duffle. “Shall we?” He offered me his other arm.

  “Oh, how cavalier,” I teased, and we were off.

  Since he didn’t have a car in the city, a driver picked us up in the garage.

  “I don’t want anyone knowing about this trip, so we’re flying under the radar.” He opened the door for me, and I slipped into the black SUV with dark tinted windows.

  “Can I ask where we’re going?”

  He closed the door after slipping in beside me.

  “My house in upstate New York,” he told me before whipping out his phone. “Troy, I’m going to be unreachable for a couple of days. Email me my call log every hour during regular business and text me anything pressing. I’ll be calling in. Thanks.” He ended the call and turned to me and smiled. “I’ve had my business for ten years and have never just run away from work. If I take a vacation, it has always been fastidiously planned. I’m not sure you’re good for me. Here I am having a surprise baby and just throwing caution to the wind.” I don’t think he knew that some of the things he said weren’t really as funny as I think he’d intended them.