Bad Girls Do It Better (Bad Boy Billionaire Romance) (25 page)

Christian 

“Are you okay?” I asked Sarabelle as the creep who had been attacking her ran away like a dog with his tail between his legs. She didn’t answer me. She just got up off her bed and ran over to me, wrapping her arms around my neck, squeezing tightly. Her entire body started to shake as she wept in my arms. I felt so bad for her. I felt that this had been my fault. If I had never left her alone to take that phone call, she wouldn’t have come across Raina and would never have left my house.

“I’m so sorry I let this happen to you,” I told her, running my fingers through her hair, trying to comfort her the best I could.

After a few minutes, she started to calm down as she took deep breaths so that she could talk to me.

“You have nothing to be sorry for Christian. You didn’t let anything happen to me.”

“I can’t help but feel that I’m to blame. I’m sorry about Raina earlier. Whatever it was she said to you, I just want you to know that it’s bullshit.”

“I know. I don’t know why I listened to her. I’m so scared of whatever this is that we have going on.”

“What this is is something very real,” I cupped my hands around her sweet face, allowing my thumb to run over that cute dimple in her cheek. “I know that it may seem scary but it doesn’t have to be. I’m here for you and I want you to know that. I’m not going anywhere.”

Sarabelle was very shaken up by what had just happened and I can’t say that I blame her. I was happy that I had been there to save her from things going any further but I still felt bad that she had to endure it at all.

“I know it’s real, Christian. I really do. I feel so bad for doubting you. This is all so new to me and I’m not sure how to react to it sometimes.”

“I know things can get scay, but they don’t have to be with me. I’m promise I’ll always be here for you.”

“You have no idea how that makes me feel. Listen, I’m still a little freaked out after what just happened and I don’t really want to leave the house. Do you think you could stay with me tonight? I don’t want to be alone.”

“Of course, I will. I’ll stay with you as long as you need me to.”

Sarabelle looked up at me and smiled before burying her head back into my chest. I sat with her for a long time until she was finally able to calm herself down. Eventually, she told me that she was coming into her room to take a bath when the attack happened and asked if I would sit in the bathroom with her while she showered. The attack must have taken a heavy toll on her as she didn’t even want to be by herself in her own bathroom. Of course, I agreed to sit in there with her until she got out.

Once she was dressed, we went downstairs to relax and try to enjoy the rest of the evening together. With all of the commotion, we were both starving and made ourselves something to eat. After we finished eating, we retreated to the living room to watch some movies. I tried to convince her to give the Rocky movies a shot as I’m a huge Sylvester Stallone fan but she wouldn’t budge. She wanted to watch
The Notebook
. I protested quite a bit as a man is supposed to do when his girlfriend suggests a chick flick on movie night but the truth was, I didn’t care what we watched as long as the two of us could be together. It turned out to be a cute movie as I actually liked it, although you will never hear me admitting that to her.

After the movie was over, we had some snacks and sat around talking. We didn’t talk about anything in particular and I love it when we have those types of conversations. It showed a level of comfort that a lot of couples don’t get to experience. I’ve seen it time and time again with the women that I’d take home. We’d literally sit there without having anything to say and would remain in silence until I took her home. Now, even if she and I didn’t have anything in particular to talk about, we found a topic so we could keep the conversation going.

Eventually, we both started yawning as the night took its toll on both of us.

“You about ready to go to bed?” she asked.

“Yeah, I think we should call it a night,” I replied before helping her clean up from our snacks.

I decided I was going to be good that night. She had been through so much that day and I didn’t want to disrespect her even though I wanted her badly. When we went to bed, she rested her head on my chest while I was flat on my back, falling to sleep very quickly. I laid there listening to the soft, shallow sounds of her breathing and realized how lucky I was to have the opportunity to be with a girl like her. She may be what many consider a good girl but to me, that’s exactly what I’ve always needed. I just didn’t know it.

Still thinking of my good fortune, I drifted off to sleep only to be woke up by the realization that she and I were kissing. I had my head leaned down while our hungry tongues explored each other. She opened her eyes as well, realizing that we had been making out in our sleep. I pulled her tightly to me, her full breasts squeezing into my lower chest and my straining cock pushing against her midsection.

When coming up for air, we looked each other in the eyes. I moved her hair out of her eyes while she smiled up at me.

“You are absolutely beautiful,” I said before giving her a kiss on the forehead. She threw her arms around my neck once more while we kissed slowly and tenderly. I could never get enough of those lips of hers. They were so soft and sensuous and her darting tongue seemed ravenous.

“Can you just give me a minute, Christian?”

“Of course,” I said as she left the bedroom and made her way into her bathroom, closing the door behind her.

When she returned, she stood in front of me, wearing a lacy pink bra and matching panties. Her body looked like it glowed in the moonlight coming in through her window and her beauty almost left me breathless. Her skin was flawless and she had the perfect stomach. It was flat and narrow but it curved out into the swell of her hips. Her legs were shapely and always so smooth. She was my definition of the perfect woman.

I’m not even kidding when I say she looked stunning. I caught myself sitting on the corner of her bed with my mouth hanging wide open. She noticed my mouth as well and flashed a smile of lust in my direction.

“I think someone likes what he sees,” she said in a teasing manner.

“Come here,” I patted my lap.

With the most devilish grin, she walked slowly towards me. Wrapping her arms around me, her cunning tongue slipped back into my mouth while it felt like her entire body melted into mine. Grabbing hold of her right hand, I helped guide it down onto my pulsing cock, and she rubbed it gently through the material of my boxers. Her touch felt incredible. I ran my hands down her back, stopping to cup the firm cheeks of her shapely, round ass.

The kiss broke, she stood back and bowed her head slightly, reached up behind herself, unclasped the bra she was wearing and tossed it to the side. Her full breasts sprung free, her hard nipples sticking out, begging to be sucked on.

I knelt down on the floor and took one of her nipples into my mouth, rolling my tongue all around it. She let out a moan that was light and barely audible. Her head rolled back as I sucked firmly while rolling her other nipple between my fingers.

She backed away from me and pulled my boxers down to my knees and slipped them off onto the floor. My cock sprang into the air, already rock hard. She stole a quick glance at it right before she started running her hands slowly all over my upper body.

She squeeled when I lifted her into the air and placed her face down on her bed. I pulled her panties off her body, which caused her to draw her knees forward, making that perfect ass stick out. It was almost as if it was giving me an invitation. I knelt down and bent forward, kissing all around her ass cheeks.

I flipped her over onto her back, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy was shaved perfectly smooth and her lips with glistening with her wetness. I dove in, putting my head right between her thighs and licked the length of her pussy up and down before paying attention to her clit, where I traced the alphabet with my tongue. That was a little trick I learned that drives women crazy.

My cock felt like it was going to burst but I knew it wasn’t time yet. I continued sucking on her clit before slipping one, then two fingers into her warm, wet slit. I finger fucked her gently as I continued sucking and licking firmly on her clit. Before long, her breathing started to become fast and shallow. Her legs tightened around my head, her back arched and she lifted her hips off the bed as she came all over my face. When she was done, I slowly slid my fingers out of her tightening hole and brought them to my mouth to taste them. She tasted delicious.

She pushed me down onto the bed and cupped my balls in her hand before dropping her head to the pulsing hardness of the head of my dick. She flicked her tongue all around the tip, licked up and down the shaft then took me deep into her mouth, sucking me hungrily. She continued to rub my balls as she sucked me.

I leaned back, enjoying the warm feeling of her mouth taking my entire cock. I watched as this beauty, who was all mine, worked on me enthusiastically. I could have cum right then and there but I stopped myself and gently pulled my cock free from her mouth.

“I want you, Christian,” she purred as she climbed on top of me. I relaxed the best I could as she reached down to grab my throbbing dick. Her eyes, dilated with lust, stared right into mine. Holding my cock at the base, she rubbed the head of my dick all over her pussy lips the slowly lowered herself onto it, pushing herself down onto me and taking me deep inside of her.

Once I was completely inside of her, she held her position for a few seconds, enjoying the feeling of being completely full. When she was ready, she started to ride me, slowly at first before gradually getting faster and faster. I reached up to play with her full breasts and her dark, erect nipples.

The faster she got, the better it felt. I started thrusting my hips upward, meeting her body on her way down. Her mouth was open and she was moaning loudly as she fucked me hard and hast. She pushed my hips down flat with a strength that I doubted she even knew she had.

I could feel her pussy starting to tighten on my dick as she was getting closer to climaxing. She bit down on her lower lip and groaned, doing her best to suppress a scream in case her sister had come home and she didn’t know it. Her entire body tensed and she shot upright as she started to cum, wetness flooding out of her.

I grabbed her hips and pounded into her, riding her through her orgasm. Listening to her get off was too much take. My dick started to swell as I rolled her over and climbed on top of her. Putting her legs on my shoulders, I pounded into her as hard and fast as I could, releasing a growl as I flooded her hole with my semen.

I collapsed beside her and gave her a kiss. Her legs were shaking so much that she couldn’t even think about getting out of bed.

“You are unbelievable,” she said through labored breathing.

“No, you’re the amazing one,” I replied. “So, we’re good then? All that shit back at my house is a non-issue?”

“We’re better than good, Christian. I’m not going to let anyone else come between us.”

Sarabelle 

It’s amazing to me how much a person can change when someone comes into their lives. I’ve seen friends through the years who had changed for the worst when it came to the person they were dating but I think it’s the opposite for me. Of all people, Christian Wilde has changed me for the better. Who would have ever thought they would hear that? The womanizer who would never settle down for anyone had such an impact on my life that he actually made me a better person. It sounds crazy but it’s true.

I’ve really grown as a person since Christian and I became a couple. I’m not nearly as shy as I used to be and I’m certainly nowhere near as quiet. Sometimes I think I get on his nerves with how much I talk to everyone around us all the time but if I do, he never says a negative thing to me. We’ve been together for quite a while now and I am crazy about him. I didn’t know it was possible to have these kinds of feelings for someone. I fell very much in love with him, regardless of how scared I was to do so. There were times when I used to worry that he was too much of a bad boy for me but the worrying ended each time I looked into his eyes.

I hadn’t seen much of Christian in about a week and I’d been missing him terribly. I wasn’t used to going more than a day or two without spending time with him and I didn’t like it one bit. He said our time apart would only be temporary and that he was busy taking care of several very important clients but I wasn’t sure that I believed him. Something seemed off. It felt like he was trying to keep something from me. I didn’t like feeling as though he was hiding something from me. I decided that I wanted to see him that evening and I wasn’t going to wait any longer. I tried calling him on his cell phone but didn’t receive an answer, which was strange because he’d normally answer my calls no matter how busy he was. Since I couldn’t get him on the phone, I decided to send him a text message.

Christian, I tried calling you but I didn’t get an answer. I’d really like to see you tonight. Let’s meet up.

I figured it would be a while before I heard from him since he didn’t answer my call. I was surprised when I received a return text almost immediately.

Hey babe, can’t meet up with you tonight. I’ve already got plans and they can’t be canceled. Maybe in a day or two?

What in the hell did he mean he had plans that couldn’t be canceled? We talk every day and he didn’t once mention that he had any plans with anyone. This upset me quite a bit and I was sure he was blowing me off to go be with some other woman. I tried telling myself that I was overreacting but I couldn’t help what my mind was thinking. I wanted to text him back and let him know what was going through my mind. I was so sure that I was correct and wanted to lay into him for doing that to me. Instead, I took a deep breath and replied to his text.

That’s fine. We haven’t seen each other for a while and I figured you’d want to see. I guess have fun with whoever your plans are with. Just call me whenever you actually want to see me.

I expected another text back right away. I expected him to message me back and let me know that everything was okay and I had nothing to worry about. These were things I expected but never got. In fact, I didn’t hear anything from him for the rest of the day. His sudden radio silence only made the thoughts going through my mind worse. I figured if he could go out with God knows who, then I could do the same thing. I knew my sister typically went out every night but she wasn’t home. I called her to try to make some plans with her. She answered after a couple rings.

“Hey Sarabelle, what’s up?”

“Not much. Christian is kind of being shady and I need to get out of the house. Where are you going tonight?”

“Tonight? Oh, I’ve got plans for this evening.”

“Yeah, I figured you would. I want to go with you. Wherever you’re going, why don’t you take me with you?”

“Sorry sissy, I can’t. Maybe another night. Gotta go.”

She hung up before I could even start to make an argument. It didn’t surprise me that my sister had already made plans but I didn’t think she would be so rude as to hang up on me. Oh well, who needs her? I called Liam. I hadn’t seen a lot of him since I started dating Christian and thought it would be nice to spend some time with him. His answer was very much like my sister’s. He was busy and couldn’t get together. He offered to go out with me the following weekend but I told him I’d think about it. I felt like everyone was blowing me off and I didn’t like it.

As a girl with no plans on a Saturday night, I felt like a giant loser, especially considering that all my friends had plans that didn’t include me. What does a girl do when she’s all alone with nothing to do? That’s right, it was time for a Netflix marathon. I was going to sit down and wallow away with the
Pretty Little Liars.
I popped a bag of popcorn, grabbed a soda out of the fridge and sat down on the sofa to start my show. I was about twenty minutes into the second episode when my doorbell rang.

Who in the hell would be ringing my doorbell now?
I wasn’t expecting anyone and everyone I knew was out doing fun things without me. Imagine my surprise when I opened the door and a well-dressed man was standing in front of me, a limousine behind him in the circle drive.

“Can I help you?” I asked, utterly confused as to why he was at my house.

“Are you Sarabelle Williams?” he asked.

“Yes, I am.”

“Great! I’m just here to let you know your limo is here.”

“My limo? I didn’t order a limo.”

“No ma’am, you did not. I was just dispatched here to pick you up. Please come with me.”

“Oh my God, I have to change my clothes. I’m in my pajamas.”

“I’m sorry Miss Williams. There’s no time. I need you to come with me right away.”

Curiosity got the best of me and I grabbed my coat and got into the limo. I had no idea where I was going but started to put things together as we drove along. Eventually, I realized what the destination of the limo was. I was being taken to Christian’s house.

When we arrived, it was pitch black. There wasn’t a single light on in his house and all of the outside lights had been turned off as well. The driver parked, got out and walked to the back of the limo, where he opened my door for me.

“Is something wrong? Is there a power outage? It’s so dark.”

“I’m not sure, Miss Williams. I was just told to bring you here.”

I had no clue what was going on but I got out of the limo and started making my way towards the house. As I walked up the incredibly long driveway, I couldn’t shake the eerie feeling that I was being watched. Every tiny hair on my neck was standing on end. Just as I started to turn to go up the stairs to the front door, I heard the sound of a large switch being flicked on and suddenly, the back yard lit up with gold and silver lights everywhere. I jumped when it happened as it took me by surprise but it was beautiful. The way the yard had been lit up was so pretty that I had to get a look at it. Once I turned the corner to make my way to the side of the house, Christian appeared right in front of me. He was down on one knee and had a box in his hand.

“Sarabelle,” he said to me. “You’ve changed me both as a man and as a lover. I am forever grateful to you for showing me what kind of beauty can lie within myself as well as others. You’ve managed to take a womanizer and show him what real love is and make me never want to go back to the type of life I had before you and I met. I love you so much and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”

I wanted to scream yes right away but I couldn’t. I was too busy being choked up and starting to cry. There I was, thinking the worst about this man and him being so busy was just an elaborate ruse to set everything up for this perfect moment. I put my hand over my mouth in an attempt to prevent my sobbing from becoming too loud. I witnessed movement out of the corner of my eye and saw Lexi and Liam standing there, watching the whole thing go down. They were in on it too. Eventually, I was able to get a hold of myself.

“Yes. Yes, Christian, I’ll marry you.”

He stood up and wrapped my arms around him, squeezing him tightly. He kissed me and told me that I’d made him the happiest man in the world. Everything was coming together for me. I couldn’t believe it. After everything I’d been through, I was actually going to get my happily ever after.