Romance: The Billionaires Collection (Watched By A Billionaire, Stranded With A Billionaire, Caught By A Billionaire, Billionaire Stepbrother) by Lexi Duval Read Free Book Online Page A

sometimes, we just can't help ourselves.”
    A devilish smile crosses his lips.
    “ Now, Ashley, let me explain this to you further. But,
not like this.” He references our semi nude states.
    “ Go and get washed up, change, and meet me at the
front of the building in 30 minutes. I'll be waiting for you there.”
    He smiles again, turns, and disappears through the door
at the other end of the room leaving me completely in the dark about
what the hell is going on.
    I gather my torn dress, button up my shirt, the bottom
quickly sticking to my semen covered skin, and escape down the
corridor and into my dressing room. Thankfully, it's empty, Charlotte
and Matilda now absent. The idea of them seeing my post coital state
isn't a nice one.
    I quickly shower, washing the guy's fluids off my body
along with all of the sweat and other bodily secretions that cover my
skin, and quickly get dressed into the jeans and light summer sweater
I was wearing on arrival.
    I quickly make sure my hair looks OK, tie up up in a
ponytail, and apply some regular make up. One final look in the
mirror tells me I look nothing like the girl who just walked into the
show room to have sex. I look far more natural now and, to my own
tastes, much nicer.
    With the 30 minutes about to expire, I beat a hasty
retreat and escape into the warm summer sunshine to find the guy
standing outside in a razor sharp suit and smoking casually on a
cigarillo.
    His eyes lift to mine as I come down the steps and meet
him on the sidewalk, and he takes my hand and kisses it gently. It's
a strange sensation meeting a guy for the first time when they've
already fucked you to heaven and back.
    “ Ashley, my name is Grayson, or Gray for short. It's
nice to meet you officially.”
    “ Um, thanks. You too, Grayson.”
    “ Please, my friends call me Gray. After what we just
did, I think it's fair to say we've crossed that line.”
    He begins walking toward the road, ushering me across in
the direction of Central Park.
    “ Now, let me explain what's going on here for you. I
think you deserve that much.”
    I stay quiet, and let him speak, walking side by side
with him through the warm sunshine as we reach the park, filled with
joggers and dog walkers and sunbathers enjoying the final moments of
evening light.
    “ The reason it was me in the the show room tonight is
simply because I find you irresistible.”
    His words catch me off guard.
    “ Me? Really?”
    “ Perhaps you don't realize it, Ashley, but you're not
only a stunning young woman but you're a sensational fuck. I watched
you the other day and, well, I needed to experience you for myself. I
don't want to speak too loudly about this in public, but I've never
tasted anyone quite so delicious as you.”
    I've had these sorts of compliments before, usually from
guys just telling me I'm the best fuck they've ever had. They never
tell me it in quite such terms as Gray is going now, though. It's
enough to make me blush a little and duck my head out of
embarrassment.
    “ I wanted to experience you just as you were the other
night. You needed to think that it was still a public show, that
there was an audience on the other side of the glass walls. It was
all about repeating the same conditions so I could see just how you'd
perform with me first hand.”
    “ And, did I live up to your expectations?” I ask,
growing in confidence.
    His smile and intense intake of breath tell me all I
need to know. But he tells me anyway.
    “ You were spectacular. Like I've told you, I've never
had better.”
    “ Neither have I,” I say quickly.
    “ Really?”
    He seems surprised, perhaps thinking that I've done this
a hundred times with plenty of other guys.
    “ Yes.”
    Our eyes meet in a moment of attraction and something
inside me sparks. I only wish I could have slept with him in private
now, with the knowledge that we were alone, and without the mask
covering his beautiful eyes.
    We keep walking through the beautiful park, the