Romance: Military Romance: Protected by the SEAL (Contemporary Hero Bad Boy Navy SEAL Romance) (New Adult BBW Alpha Male Virgin Protector Short Stories) (40 page)

BOOK: Romance: Military Romance: Protected by the SEAL (Contemporary Hero Bad Boy Navy SEAL Romance) (New Adult BBW Alpha Male Virgin Protector Short Stories)
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“It’s not the high heels that I would worry about if I were you. I don’t think you have the legs to wear the skirt.” If he could tease, then I didn’t see any reason why I couldn’t.

“You can’t really say that, Angela because you haven’t seen my legs yet.” He was as good as giving retort as he was at taking my verbal abuse. We had this give-and-take kind of simpatico relationship and I think that he was feeding off of my desire to find something wrong with the pretty picture in front of me.

“I suppose you’re right and I could always go back and strip this off and give it to you and see if it does fit or not.” It was time to draw the line in the sand and dare him to cross it to the other side. It wouldn’t surprise me to see him back down in the face of a woman that had attitude.

“I think that I’ll pass and besides, if you did that, what would you wear? Then again, it might be worth it to see you running around in nothing but your panties.”

“What makes you think I’m wearing any?” I said.

“Touché…Angela…touché.”

“So, a hamburger, was it?” I said, jotting it down on my pad. “We won’t even charge you double for it, Mr. Billionaire,” I joked, as I walked back to the kitchen.

I glanced towards the window and I saw a black town car with a plume of smoke coming from the driver’s side. It could only mean that he had somebody in his employ sitting outside, while he came in to get himself that hamburger. Jimmy was still in the back room. I grabbed a fresh pot of coffee, and went back to Regis.

“Mr. Sunning, I’m not sure what we’re doing here. But don’t believe for a second that this little exchange of ours is going to have my panties lying on your bedroom floor tomorrow morning. Although I will say if you had the opportunity to be with me that you would have a smile on your face by the time I was done with you.”

As I said those words, I noticed Jimmy had returned from the backroom. He didn’t say anything but he looked slightly startled.

“That my dear is a bold claim,” said Regis, “and one that I would like to confirm. I’m not suggesting that you fall into bed with me, but maybe you would be willing to go out and see the world like you’ve never seen it before.” He motioned to his town car outside. I was stunned, absolutely frozen to the spot behind the counter. My hand was still poised with the coffee in my grip and thankfully I was not pouring when he had made the proposition. Jimmy was a little nearer by now.

“You’re going to have to wait for two hours, until my shift is over,” I said. I figured that Regis would walk away, shrugging his shoulders. Instead, he put his hand out and took mine and kissed the back of it like a true gentleman. He did not remind me of those that had money. I felt like he was more like one of us, except for the clothes and the money.

“I can wait,” he said. Those were the only three words that he had to say and it was enough to put a smile on my face and a skip in my step. I’d been having a pretty bad day, and how I had any reason to smile was beyond me. Only God knew what was going to happen next, and bringing this guy into my life was like throwing me a lifeline. He was my personal life preserver and I was going to grab onto it for dear life.

He ate his hamburger, while still staring at me and looking at me like I was on the menu. I felt a little powerless to say anything to get him to stop and decided that I didn’t want him to. For the first time in a long time, I felt wanted and desired and that was not a feeling that I wanted to squash any time soon. He had his cup of coffee, and then he wiped his mouth demurely with a paper napkin. He then paid, stood up and walked out. I felt a sense of disappointment, but then he got in his car and stayed there at the curb waiting for me to finish up my shift.

“Not even you are naïve enough to think that his interest has nothing to do with sex,” said Jimmy. I had to be careful how I worded what I was going to say to Jimmy, because this was the only job that I had at the moment. If I burned this bridge, then I would have nothing, except for the hope that this billionaire was going to sweep me off my feet and take me away from all this. Jimmy wasn’t wrong and I had to think with my head and stop believing pipe dreams. I’d had the rug pulled out from underneath me too many times, and Regis had a lot of work to do to break down the walls.

“You know me, Jimmy and I don’t believe in fairy tale endings. I’m just going to let him take me for a couple of good dinners and then maybe let him manhandle the ladies.” He smiled, as though he wanted to do the same thing. “I do appreciate your concern, but I think that I’m a big girl and I can handle myself. I’ve been doing it all of my life and I always find a way to turn things around.” He was closing up, and Jennifer the other waitress had already left.

“I just want you to be careful, Angela. This world is full of creepy bastards that just want to get you in one position. Don’t be fooled by false platitudes and grandiose gestures. He’s a guy and he has a dick, so that means that he is thinking with it and not anything else.”

“Trust me, I don’t go into these things lightly, and dating is a ritual that requires fast thinking and always being one step ahead. I learned that the hard way and believe me that’s a lesson that I will never forget for as long as I live.” Jimmy helped me with my jacket, and for once, he did not pat my breasts. I almost thought that he was acting human, but that was asking for a little bit too much from a guy that owned a greasy spoon.

“I want you to call me and tell me that you made it out OK. If I don’t hear from you before 4:00 AM, I’m calling the cops to your doorstep. Trust me, I will do it and I take my employees’ safety very seriously. I may flirt a bit, but that’s just my way to make the day go a little bit more quickly. I do hope that I’m not overstepping my bounds and I know that I’m not your father, but I’ve always considered you something like a daughter. Maybe not a daughter, but a stepdaughter. A stepdaughter that’s a hot piece of ass.” I punched him in the arm and he pretended to feel it, giving me a fake grimace, before opening the door and allowing me to step out into the night air.

 

*****

 

Seeing Jimmy act like he really cared made me think that there was still hope for mankind. As I approached the car, I was tempted to walk away, but I did not stop to wait to see what was going to happen next.

The door opened and the first thing I smelled was the pungent odor of a cigar. He was sitting listening to classical music. He looked right at home being part of an elite group of billionaires.

During my break, I had researched him on my phone, and found that he was a bit of humanitarian. He actually did donate a part of his profits every year towards charities that were dear to his heart. Those included Cancer, Red Cross, the Haitian rebuilding, and10 scholarships for disadvantaged students, just as he’d said. And that was just a brief look at his portfolio. There was no telling what others ventures he had dipped his toe into.

“I hope that you’re getting in and not just standing there and waiting for me to do something. We have reservations and I would hate to be late,” he said. “I also took the liberty of ordering your favorite food.” How he could know my favorite food was a little disconcerting. “I’ve also been assured that there will be a table outside overlooking the ocean.” I don’t know where he got these reservations and I didn’t know of any place that was nearby that was open in the middle of the night.

“I guess I’m coming with you and I’m just hoping that you’re not some serial killer,” I said. The thought occurred to me that, despite his size, I could probably take him in a real dirty fight, or at least hurt him enough to give me a chance to get away. I may look sweet and innocent, but underneath I’m scarred from what has happened to me through my lifetime.

“I guess you won’t know, until you find out,” he said. “Life is about risks if you don’t take any, then you’re really not living. I don’t think that comes as a great big surprise to you, Angela. You’ve been mostly going through the motions most of your life. You constantly rethink your decisions, even though your instincts are primarily on the mark.” It was like he was reading my biography and looking into my psychology at the same time. “For example, you can’t always be worrying about your brother. We all make decisions and have to stand by them.”

“I’m not sure I like that you know me almost better than I know myself,” I said. “It’s not every day that I find a man that is uniquely talented to read my thoughts. You look at me like I’m an open book, when I have closed the pages and made sure that it was under lock and key.”

“Hmmmm…it appears that I have the key and maybe you should stop running and see where this takes you.” I settled down beside him and he motioned to a package on the floor. I looked to him and then I looked at the package, before pulling at the bow and opening the box. What I found was something that did not suit me, but I could not deny that it was a spectacular dress. It wasn’t an evening dress, but it was beautiful. “I took the liberty of doing something that was Pretty Woman. That was always my favorite movie growing up and I know that it’s primarily a chick flick, but I can’t help it.” I was actually pretty well acquainted with that film and I’ve always imagined myself to be the title role that Julia Roberts played.

“I don’t think that I can wear this and I would be afraid of getting something on it,” I said. “I don’t want to ruin it and it looks like it should be in the display case of some overpriced dress boutique. This is way too much and I’m more comfortable in jeans and a tee shirt.”

“Normally, I think jeans and a tee shirt is a great idea, but where we’re going, you’re going to have to blend into your surroundings. I have a hairstylist waiting for us and I’m sure that she can make you into the beautiful princess that is hiding underneath all of this hostility and anger.” I wasn’t sure if I should be insulted, but I decided to keep my mouth shut and see where this was going to lead me.

We arrived at a nondescript airport. There was a Learjet sitting on the tarmac with its engines already purring to life. He opened his door and went around to the other side to open mine. He put out his hand and I was reluctant at first, but my curiosity got the best of me.

“I have no idea what you have in mind, Regis. I’m putting my trust in the fact that you’re not going to kill me and leave me in a ditch somewhere.” He actually smiled and I wasn’t sure if he was thinking about that, or he thought it was an absurd idea. It gave me a little bit of a shiver to think that I was sticking my head into the lion’s den and hoping that the lion itself wouldn’t attack and kill me for my intrusive behavior.

“You do say the most outrageous things,” he said. Again, I wasn’t sure if this was some hidden meaning, but I decided to go on my instinct. I believed in my heart that he was just an eccentric billionaire. I didn’t think he was going to hurt me. But watching him greet the pilot was a little unnerving. He only gave this imperceptible nod and the pilot turned and went back into the cockpit like this was some signal for him to leave us alone.

We weren’t exactly alone. There was a blonde with purple highlights standing and waiting with a pair of scissors. I looked towards Regis and he motioned for me to sit down. I could’ve told him no, but I felt compelled to do, as he asked.

As the hairdresser began to work her magic, I began to see clippings of my hair swirling around me in what can only be described as some sort of dust storm. Regis knelt down at my feet and he put his hands on my knees and I instinctively spread them just a little bit wider for him to see what I had on underneath. I still had on my uniform and I don’t think it was lost on him that my panties were already soaking wet. He actually touched me and drew a line with one finger down that wetness. It was just a brief flicker of pleasure, but was more than enough to make me want more.

I closed my eyes and felt that same finger begin to invade my personal space. It slipped underneath the crotch and I was now feeling the heat of his flesh moving along the pink lips of my hole.

“Tanya that will be more than enough,” said Regis to the hairdresser. “I won’t be needing your services for the rest of the evening. Please leave the plane and tell the pilot that we are ready to take off.” She didn’t say anything and she walked by us with him still caressing my inner thighs with his fingers getting ever closer to the object of his true desire.

The ascent of the plane made my ears pop, but it was not something that I had time to dwell on. He had hooked his hands underneath my knees and he pulled me towards him with his tongue outstretched. He disappeared underneath my skirt and I had to grip the chair on both sides. His tongue was so long. I felt like it was going to come out of my mouth.

“Where the fuck did you get that thing?” I said, as he licked and licked. I couldn’t believe how big it felt. Regis had no problem showing me how good he was at bringing the woman out of me. I tried to move, but the way that he was holding me had me exactly where he wanted. I wanted to see his tongue for myself, but his head was obscured by my skirt. I could see the bulge of his head and felt the movement, as he continually worked on me, until I had no choice, but to scream in a certain way. “I’m fucking CUMMMMMING.” I don’t think that I was as sophisticated as most of the women that he had been with, but that didn’t stop him from seducing me.

I felt like he was actually pushing me upwards with that tongue. Though my hands were shaking, I pushed myself back down against his face. I dropped one leg around his shoulder and I was using it to push that tongue just a little bit deeper inside. I’ve never had a multiple climax before, but this was not your everyday normal kind of one-off. This was one; two and then I lost count, as I was taken on a journey of sexual bliss that had me completely turned around.

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