The Billionaire and The Pop Star Read online

  “Oh yeah?” I grinned at her as I used the washcloth to rub against her clit. She arched her back, pushing her cunt into my hand. I could actually feel her heat beneath the cloth as I cupped her pussy mound.

  I dropped the cloth in the water and teased her swollen clit with my fingers while sucking her tongue into my mouth. So much for giving her a break! Water went all over the floor as I lifted her from the tub.

  My cock was at full staff and leading the ay as I cradled her in my arms and took her back to the bed. I walked around to the other side since that one was wet. Thank fuck for king sized beds.

  Again I didn’t want to give up her mouth or her tits to fuck her doggie style so I took her down to the mattress with my body covering hers. Reaching my hand between us, I used my cock to rub up and down her slit, hitting her clit with each upward stroke and rubbing the sensitive underside of my cock against her wet heat until I slipped into her in my last downward stroke.

  “Ohh…” Her soft sigh broke the silence as I started fucking in and out of her, slowly this time. I told myself that I would go slow if it killed me, that I wouldn’t hurt her. It was tough but I held on.

  With my face buried in her neck, I rode her nice and slow as she lifted up to meet my thrusts over and over again. I alternated between deep stroking into her and grinding my cock into her belly. Her legs opened wider and I slipped even deeper into her.

  It was a long time before I felt the familiar stirrings in my nuts again. Her mouth was red and swollen from me eating at her lips and her neck was a mess from the five or six hickeys I’d given her. Looking down at her my heart jumped in my chest with all the things I imagined doing to her. The last thought had me speeding up as I started pounding into her.

  “You’re not on birth control.” I bit her ear after reminding her of that fact but there was more yet to come. “You’re ovulating.” It’s amazing what they can find in those medical tests these days.

  Her breath caught as though she’d just thought of it, but even more telling was the way her cunt tightened around my shaft. I roared out loud as I shot a heavy load inside her, my last thought being that I’d lost my fucking mind.

  One look, it had taken one look at her to take me over. How was that even possible? For a man like me it wasn’t even worth thinking on. I would never have believed in a million years that something like this could ever happen to someone like me.

  Cynical, don’t give a fuck and a beast in the boardroom; love and marriage was nowhere on my horizon; until three nights ago when I’d looked into her eyes across a stage.

  I stayed buried inside her as we came down so it was a minute or two before I realized that she was out. Pulling out of her body, I drew her into my arms as I fell to my side beside her. The cool air of the AC dried my nuts as I pulled the sheet up over us and dropped into sleep.

  We awakened a short time later and took a shower to clean up and then had to take another after I violated her up against the shower stall. I hadn’t planned to, but seeing her with water dripping down between her amazing tits and pebbled on her nipples, it was pretty hard to resist. I was careful as I lifted her with her back to the stall and surged up into her, dropping her down on my length.

  It had been years since I’d fucked anyone that long and that often, in fact I don’t think I’d ever gone four times before and I still wasn’t done. It was as if each time only whetted my appetite for more. And the way she responded to me, accepting and ready each time I took her.

  “If you want to get any rest tonight and maybe wanna walk anytime soon, you’d better stop me.” I whispered in her ear as I nibbled my way down to her neck and back.

  My cock was still hard inside her and I’d just off loaded in her for the fourth time. Her legs were still clasped around my hips as I kept her pinned against the shower.

  Her answer was to pull my lips over to hers and smash her tits into my chest. As the water beat down on us, I took her down to the hard floor and started fucking her again.

  “This is fucking insane.” Was it because I’d slept with her in my arms for three whole nights and not taken her? I couldn’t think of a reason for this hunger that wouldn’t be assuaged. The more I had her the more I wanted, but if we kept this shit up she’d spend the next three weeks bed ridden.

  Already I had noticed the red puffiness to her labia and heard the slight sounds of discomfort she made even as she spurred me on to fuck her. I was sure I was killing her against the marble floor, the grunts and groans she made were becoming almost animalistic, but she threw her hips up at me taking my cock like a pro as I did my best to nail her into her ground beneath us. This time when I came the roar was more like a grunt as I shook and thrust into her until I was dry.

  “That’s it, we’re getting out of here, please try to keep your greedy hands to yourself Shiane, my poor man’s body can only take so much.” She threw herself into my arms and howled with laughter and I felt my heart give a little more.

  We finally made it out of the bathroom and both just threw on robes as we headed down to the kitchen. “Did you say you made dinner?”

  “Yep.” She went to the pots and pans on the stove and I lifted my brow quizzically. I guess I was guilty of stereo typing after all, I hadn’t expected the little pop sensation to know her way around the kitchen.

  She’d made a dinner of grilled lamb chops of all things, with rice pilaf and creamed green peas.

  “I hope I didn’t spoil it.” Yeah right.

  “Nope, the lamb wasn’t grilled yet, it’s still sitting in the marinade it’ll take five minutes to cook and the rest of the stuff can be reheated no problem. You just sit and I’ll take care of everything,”

  “Yes ma’am.” I opened a bottle of wine and poured her a glass, taking one for myself as I sat at the island and watched her flit around my kitchen. She seemed, happy. It was strange to look at this almost stranger and realize that already I’d come to know her so well. Did she even realize that she’d started signing? She hadn’t done that since she’d been here. I would’ve thought that she spent every waking moment singing, but this was the first time since I’d brought her home that I’d heard her so much as hum.

  It wasn’t the song from the other night, this one was slow and dreamy, with a catchy little lilt to it that made me want to strain to hear the words since she was singing so low.

  “Sing louder princess I wanna hear you.” She turned wide eyes to me and looked down at her feet. “I’m not really good at that.”

  “Come again.”

  “I mean I’ve learned how to control my fear somewhat before I go out on stage, but I can’t really sing in front of anyone just like that.”

  “So how do you do it?”

  ‘My manager gives me these pills…”

  I didn’t like the sounds of that one bit. “What kind of pills?” I lowered my glass and looked at her.

  “It’s nothing bad, just something to calm my anxiety.”

  “Is there a prescription?”

  “No nothing like that, I never even asked him where he gets them…”

  “Do you have them with you now?”

  “No why?” She looked at me quizzically.”

  “I’ll just like to have a look at them that’s all, make sure they’re okay.”

  “Oh I’m sure they’re fine Doug would never do anything to hurt me.”

  “So you have the pills back at your place?”

  “No, Doug keeps them with him, he gives me one before each performance or sometimes when I have to go on one of those talk shows. Looks like I was gonna have to have a talk with her manager. She was so fucking green, I was sure it would never cross her mind to question anything the man did.

  Though I didn’t know him personally, I’m a businessman and I know all about the bottom line. Her voice is like liquid gold, I’m sure dear old Doug would do anything to see that nothing got in the way of her making them money. That was something else I was gonna have to look into as well. When I’d made the
decision to own her, everything that she is became my responsibility. There might be some friction because I’ve noticed that she has a bit of an independent streak, but I had no intentions on letting that stop me. Though I’d save it for another time, nothing was going to mar the night for us.

  “Voila, dinner is ready.” She seemed nervous as she served me, and then herself. I closed my eyes with the first taste of the succulent lamb. “Wow, where did you learn to cook like this?”

  “My mom taught me and I love watching the cooking channel, you really like it?” I took another bite and it was good as the first. Nodding my head I leaned over and pecked her lips.

  “It’s amazing princess, wow.” I kept the conversation light over dinner, asking her more about life on tour and what she enjoyed most about her fame. As far as I could tell she was more interested in the singing than anything else.

  “Um, Trace, you weren’t serious about that ovulating thing were you?” I’d almost forgotten about that, still wasn’t quite sure what had possessed me to think of it much less say it. But now that she’d asked me outright…

  “As a matter of fact I am. It’s crazy I know, and if one of my colleagues had come to me with this story I would tell him he’s crazy. I have no explanation for it, the reality is that from the moment I saw you up on that stage something inside me shifted.”

  “I find myself reverting back to childhood, to a time when I had to scrounge for every scrap I wanted or needed. When I became successful, I promised myself that I’d never go hungry again, and not just for food, but for any of those things I’d longed for as a child, or anything my heart may desire as an adult.”

  “You’re the first thing my heart’s ever desired. I’ve known wants before don’t get me wrong, but this, this is different. This goes beyond my own comprehension. Like I told you before, this past weekend was about getting to know each other and I’ve gotten to know you.

  You wouldn’t have come home with me had you not felt some of what I was feeling. I also know that you’re more about hearth and home than the night life.” I didn’t tell her that I knew that’s why she’d stayed with the asshole who’d ended up cheating on her. I’d done some research after she was less than forthcoming about the reason for their split. It wasn’t a known fact as yet but I had my ways of finding out things. I won’t tell her that I knew though; it was her story to tell if and when she was ready. I did know that if I ever ran into the little prick, I was gonna beat the crap out of him for putting his hands on her though. It didn’t matter that I didn’t even know her when it happened, it’s just the way I am, or at least it’s the way I seem to be where she’s concerned.

  “But a baby? We hardly even know each other.”

  “I don’t think that whatever is going on here has anything to do with time and convention. Either way, it’s nothing to worry about now. What’s done is done, and if it isn’t, I’m gonna make damn sure that it is. The only problem is your upcoming tour, but I’m sure people have performed while pregnant before.”

  “Do you know how crazy this all sounds?” I shrugged my shoulders at her. I thought it was crazy too in the beginning so I couldn’t fault her for having her own doubts. It was crazy when you looked at it, but it’s what I felt and well…

  “I’m sure there have been people who got married after only one day of meeting or maybe two. I’m even more sure that there are people who get pregnant after just one meeting. Look at this way; at least we both know where we stand. If the last few hours are anything to go by, we want each other more than a little bit and the bottom line is princess. I want you, in my life, with me, no matter what. So baby or no baby, you’ve met your future, so I suggest you get used to the idea.”

  “What if I had other plans?”

  “Like I said, I’ve gotten to know you, and all that aside, this is what I want baby. As time goes on you’ll find that I never let anything stand in my way, nothing and no one. Dinner was delicious why don’t you go find us something to watch while I clean up?”

  Chapter 6

  SHIANE

  I guess the conversation was over and what a strange one at that. I headed out of the kitchen on wobbly legs for the TV room to find something to watch, though I really didn’t have much interest.

  My mind was awhirl with all the new things that were going on in my life. In the space of a few short days, it seems my life had been turned upside down. I find myself doing things that were totally outside the box for me. But this latest was a lot to take in, though the thought of it made me hot.

  Trace was right. I’ve always only ever wanted to be a mother and a wife. I’d thought I would have that life with Donnie, but was it possible to have it with this man that I’d only just met? What if he was just saying these things because like he’d said, he’d come to know me and knew that’s just what I wanted to hear?

  How was it possible that he could want me like that after a chance meeting? I’d spent some time today looking for any and everything I could find about him on the net. The one thing that stood out except for his success as a businessman, was the fact that he had a different woman every couple of months. Had he used this same line on them? Somehow, he didn’t strike me as the type.

  Still, I had another worry. The things he’d made me feel. How will I live without them if this was all just a game to him? He’d made me feel things I never knew were in me. My body has never reacted this way before, and even though his size was a little uncomfortable, the pain was more a pleasure-pain than a real hurt. I felt myself creaming just thinking about it.

  Could a man really make love to a woman that much without some kind of feeling involved? What if it was just lust? I’d seen pictures of some of the women he’d dated in the past and I have to say some of them were drop dead gorgeous, including the last one he’d been seen with a couple weeks ago.

  The though caused me a moment’s doubt and I thought if ways to shield my heart this time, but I was afraid I might be too late. He’d taken me over completely, something I had no experience with. I hadn’t the faintest idea how to handle a man like Trace McKenzie. He was way out of my league.

  I heard him coming and searched through the stack of movies he had for something to watch. “What’s wrong?” he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me from behind.

  “What makes you think something’s wrong?” I looked over my shoulder at him trying to put a brave face on.

  “I wasn’t sure when I first came in but now I’m certain it’s all over your face.” He pulled me towards the couch and down on his lap with his arms holding me close.

  For some reason I wanted to cry; he’s been so kind and attentive in the time that we’d been together, what if it were all a farce? I had no idea that I’d started to cry until I felt his fingers wiping my cheeks dry.

  “Tell me what’s bothering you sweetheart.” I could only shake my head and cry harder as I buried my face in his chest.

  “Please don’t play games with me Trace, I can’t stand it if you’re just using me for some sick game…” I broke off when he lifted my face to his. “Baby! I forgot you don’t know that much about men, only that boy you were messing around with. Let me show you something.” He stood up and took my hand in his, leading me out of the room and into the bedroom.

  Standing me in front of the floor-length standing mirror, he removed my robe, dropping it to the floor, as I stood before him naked.

  “You see those marks all over your neck and tits? Do you know what those are called?”

  “Hickeys?”

  “That’s one word for it, they’re also known as passion marks. I’ve never given one to a woman before. Not since I learned what they meant as a young man. They may mean different things to different people. To me, they are a mark of ownership.”

  “That’s my mark on you. I put it there as a statement to you and anyone else who might see them, the ones on your neck anyway, anyone else sees the others, I’ll heat up your little ass.” His hand dropped to one in
particular spot that was right at the tip of my pussy.

  “Another thing, I don’t think a man that’s not really interested in a woman can fuck her five times if he didn’t really mean it.”

  “Five?” I started counting on my fingers and got to four before I was being carted off to the bed. I looked up into his eyes as he laid me back and spread my legs before dropping his robe.

  His cock was hard and red, with a string of pre-cum hanging from the end heading for the floor.

  TRACE

  I knew she had to be sore, but she also seemed to need reassuring and for now this was the best I could do. Only time will convince her that this was the real deal. Fuck I was just as confused as she was, but unlike her, I wasn’t about to let doubts get in the way of what I wanted.

  Taking her soreness into consideration, I dropped to my knees between her spread thighs and opened her pussy lips gently with my fingers. She was a little red and puffy from too much fucking, but she was also getting wet.

  I licked her clit with the tip of my tongue, staying away from her pussy slit for now. “Ooh…” I love how fucking responsive she is, the way she lights up as soon as I put my hands on her.

  I licked and sucked her clit until her juices started coming fast and furious. Then I dipped my tongue into her pussy, going slow so I could soothe the ache in her overused cunt.

  She gripped my hair and mashed her pussy into my mouth before she filled my mouth with pussy juice. When she came down from her climax I helped her up from the bed and folding her in my arms kissed her long and deep, sharing her taste with her.

  We tongue fucked each others’ mouths like starving wolves and my cock was poking into her navel as she rubbed herself against me. “Suck me off baby.” She slid down to her knees and studied my cock before sticking out her tongue and licking the pre-cum from my cockhead.

  She’s an enigma, all shy and blushing one minute and my little vixen the next. I had a moment of jealousy at the thought that she’d done this with that asshole but let it go for now. I’m a very territorial fucker, I knew I had to live with the fact that he’d had her but I needed to erase him from her memory.