The Virgin and the Billionaires: The Complete Series (12 page)

She still hadn’t gotten
over the shock of last night’s party. She understood that William had a point
and was probably right, but she couldn’t quite let him off the hook. She had
seen documentaries about swinger parties on late night HBO, but she never
dreamed that she would find herself at one.

Besides, she should have
known that was coming. William and Alexander both had wild reputations. Dana
was a little disappointed in herself for failing to see a swinger party as a
possibility. Despite this, she still had a nagging feeling that she was
misinterpreting William’s intentions. Between the dinner incident, the sexy
party, and the fact that he’d given her his phone number last night, Dana was
becoming increasingly convinced that his intentions with her were more than just
professional. Since her affair with Alexander had begun, she found herself
better able to suspend her disbelief that a rich, handsome man like William
might be attracted to her. She’d noticed that since she had been with
Alexander, more people had begun paying attention to her, complimenting her on
her outfits, or simply commenting on the new bounce in her step.

Dana had been replaying her
last night with Alexander over and over again in her mind. It was her new
favorite fantasy to masturbate to. Yet she realized looking back that she was
not only disappointed that she hadn’t had an orgasm by Alexander (then or
ever), but she was also a little disappointed with how quick the ‘sex’ part of
it actually was.

I guess that the first time isn’t always perfect.
Dana’s thoughts
were interrupted by the buzz of her iPhone.

Let’s meet at the Thirsty Scholar at 6. It’s Downtown.

“Alright, then,” Dana said
to herself.

A few hours later, Dana
began dressing up for her date. After a shower, she put on one of the dresses that
Alexander had given her, hoping he would notice, and complemented its earthy
tones with a subtle layer of neutral makeup. She left her hair down, allowing
it to gently graze her shoulders. She gave herself a look of satisfaction in
the mirror, knowing Alexander would approve. At 5:30, she headed out to her
car.

 
  
Dana enjoyed watching the sun
begin its descent as she drove Downtown. It seemed that the sun shone
differently in LA. Its light was soft and glowing, enveloped in a warm haze.
She parked her car near the bar and gave herself one last look over in the rear
view mirror before she made her way inside the bar.

The room had a decent crowd
for a Sunday night. It was dimly lit, made darker by the mahogany walls and
bar. A pianist played jazz standards in the far corner. Alexander was sitting
in a booth off to the side. He flashed a half smile at Dana, who made her way
over to join him. He looked her up and down and expanded his grin.

“What a nice dress you have
on.”

Dana smiled back at him.
“Thank you,” she replied warmly. She felt happy to see him, almost relieved.
She could tell immediately that his mood was different.

“It’s nice to see you
again.” Alexander took a sip of the foamy pint glass in front of him. He looked
casual in a gray polo shirt and dark jeans. Dana noticed that the steely
resolve his face usually displayed was somewhat relaxed. “Try this beer,” he
continued. “Tell me if you like it.”

He slid the glass over to
Dana. She lifted it to her lips and noticed its tangy, fizzy flavor. “Yes, this
is delicious.”

“I’ll order you a bottle if
you’d like. Can you do beer for a night?”

“Of course!” Dana replied.
“I’m not picky about drinks.” They both smiled.

“Excuse me.” Alexander got
up to order Dana’s drink from the bar. Wanting to look occupied, Dana fiddled
with her cell phone until Alexander returned with her drink.

“Thank you,” she said as he
placed a full glass in front of her.

Alexander squeezed his
tall, broad frame back into his seat. Dana noticed his lovely eyes piercing
through the dark waves of his hair, which was not pomaded and combed into place
as it normally was. She thought Alexander looked even more handsome in his
casual state than she had ever seen him before.

“You look nice today,” she
said with a hint of timidity.

Alexander smiled and said
nothing. “I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Dana snapped out of her
thoughts. “Yes?”

“I’d like to make you a
deal.”

“Why am I surprised? You
make deals for a living.” Dana chuckled.

“Indeed I do. I think this
deal will benefit
you
greatly, as
well.”

Dana raised her eyebrows
flirtatiously. She didn’t know where her newfound confidence and wit were
coming from. It was as if it simply decided it was time to erupt out of her.

 
“I’m being honest when I say that I enjoy
your sexual inexperience. Among other things about you, I find it immensely
attractive.”

Dana’s heart swelled at
Alexander’s words.

“I also get off on being
the one to shatter that naïveté you possess, on being the one who takes that
inexperience away from you.

“I know that I spoke
differently the last time we saw each other, but there are so many things I
want to do to you. I’m not done with you yet. I want to be the man who takes
away all of your innocence. But please don’t misinterpret my intentions. I
don’t want you to be my partner or girlfriend or whatever. I’m too busy for
it.”

“What
is
it that you want then?” Dana put down her beer and folded her
arms on the table.

“I thought long and hard
about what the best way to go about this would be, to both satisfy my desire
and to be fair to you. I’d like to remain nonexclusive. You can see whoever you
choose, but I never want to know about it.”

“Are you talking about a
‘friends with benefits’ type situation?”

“Not quite.” Alexander
punctuated himself with a large sip of beer. He allowed the glass to clang
against its coaster before he continued.

“I want you to be available
to me whenever I wish. Any time of day or night, 24/7. I’ll respect your
professional obligations, but outside of that, you must drop whatever you are
doing and come to me if I call.”

Dana frowned and shook her
head. “Why would I agree to an arrangement like that?”

“Let me finish,” Alexander
replied impatiently. “This exchange will benefit you, too. It’ll benefit you
sexually, but I will also help you out with some of your expenses.”

Dana’s eyes widened.

“I will be generous, to say
the least. But you must hold up to your end of the deal.”

Dana pondered for a moment
before offering a response.

“Alexander, I consider
myself pretty open-minded, and I appreciate your willingness to allow me my
sexual freedom in exchange for your emotional freedom. But you are the first
and only man I have been with. What makes you think that I’m going to be able
to continue to have sex with you and not get attached?”

“You must trust my ability
to keep you in check.”

“And I don’t want your
money. I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”

“And I don’t doubt that for
a second,” he rebutted. “I respect your drive and passion. Both were clear to
me from the moment I met you. But life is more fun when you can be decadent.
After leaving you ravaged and bruised from a night of
incredibly hot, rough sex
–” Alexander’s voice took on a deep
growl at those words - “I
may
want to
send you to my favorite day spa so you can relax and recover. If that doesn’t
sound appealing to you, I suppose I understand, but the offer is on the table.”

“Don’t jump to that
conclusion yet. I haven’t said ‘no’,” Dana replied, sensing some twisted sexual
tension entering their conversation.

“You think about it while
we have another drink.”

“And you think about how
you can prove to me that this is a good idea.”

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ve got
that part taken care of.” Alexander smiled.

Dana put his proposition as
far back into her mind as she could and enjoyed making small talk with her
handsome billionaire paramour. He seemed to be in a particularly good mood that
night.